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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 22, 2012 11:35:09 GMT -5
"Fuck. Are you serious?" He shook his head in exasperation,"Fine, whatever." He hung up and decided find a rooftop nearby that he could get on.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 11:37:04 GMT -5
OOC: " We can provide some level of support, informational and financial, but as I said, due to... constraints, we're otherwise limited in what we're able to do. Can you do this for us? We would be... appreciative, and we are loyal friends." There was something on the other side of the line, probably a Japanese insult, and a click. There wasn't a building higher than the Darod compound, but there were a couple of abandoned buildings that looked like Tyler could squat in.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 22, 2012 13:57:43 GMT -5
He decided to take the one farther from the clan, his eyesight would allow him to see in detail. He wanted to see who came and went, who was important and the general schedule of the higher ups in the gang. He moved all the weapons into his perch and moved his car periodically to avoid suspicion.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 14:14:22 GMT -5
Tyler began his observation, and things rapidly got boring. There was plenty of movement, mostly civilian, some women and children moving about in and out of the compound. From time to time, Tyler saw a man with no shirt, gold chains and sunglasses, who would step out and speak to the guards for a few minutes, before going back inside.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 22, 2012 14:35:36 GMT -5
Tyler didn't think anything of interest was going to happen so he decided to walk up to the guards, he left his weapons and medkit in his makeshift room.
He walked across the street to the guards and kept his hands out of his pockets."I need to speak to your boss." He said it slowly remembering the last Somali.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 14:38:13 GMT -5
The Somali looked at Tyler confused for a moment, and then turned to his comrades, and they began talking rapidly. Eventually one of them ran inside.
Gold Chains came out.
"HEY! What you want?" he demanded.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 22, 2012 19:41:25 GMT -5
"I need to speak to your boss."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 12:19:45 GMT -5
"NO! Who the hell are you?" Chains replied,
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 26, 2012 22:51:35 GMT -5
"I'm a fucking friend, now will you let me the fuck in or not?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 27, 2012 15:42:22 GMT -5
Chains whistled and Tyler felt the uncomfortable pressure of gun barrels.
"Watch your mouth white boy!" Chains said. "Now what you want?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 28, 2012 8:22:53 GMT -5
Ty felt a surge of adrenalin,"I have information on the bus stop hit, you guys did."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 10:02:27 GMT -5
Chains stopped for a moment, "what about it?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 28, 2012 10:19:35 GMT -5
He looked around,"Not out here."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 10:43:36 GMT -5
He felt a nudge in the base of his skull from one of the rifle barrels.
"Here." Chains replied "If we go inside you no like it!"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 29, 2012 20:38:38 GMT -5
Tyler gets another adrenaline spike but ignores it, he starts to feel sweat drip down his back."you have seriously pissed off some rival gangs and they are going to bring the heat."
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