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Walking
Feb 28, 2008 15:50:28 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on Feb 28, 2008 15:50:28 GMT -6
Marty walked down the street a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He toke a drag and flicked it away. He looked at the houses and tried to decide which one he would break into. He put the hood up on his hoodie and kept walking.
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Walking
May 1, 2008 15:15:20 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 1, 2008 15:15:20 GMT -6
Roxas barks once as she appears near Marty. Her wolf form was pure white, and she felt calm near the guy she called her brother. "Hey. And I'm not gonna say anything about that. No point in pissing you off." she says, referring to the cigarette.
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Walking
May 1, 2008 15:28:02 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 1, 2008 15:28:02 GMT -6
He looked at her and snorted. "Its a bad habit i know but it hasn't killed me yet." He scans the houses.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 14:27:14 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 14:27:14 GMT -6
Roxas shrugs. "Your body, your choice. So what's up on your agenda, bro?" she asks, smirking lightly. She was up for a bit of Mischief.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:23:05 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:23:05 GMT -6
"One of these house's is about to get a taste of my foot." He looks around and spots one. "Thar she blows."
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:24:09 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:24:09 GMT -6
Roxas chuckles. "Want some help? I'm bored." she says, wagging her tail.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:28:24 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:28:24 GMT -6
Marty nodded, "Alright but if the cops show up get ready to move."
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:29:10 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:29:10 GMT -6
Roxas nods. "Good with me. They'll think I'm just a dog for hell's sake."
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:30:30 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:30:30 GMT -6
"No turning on me." he says and walks towards the house on the sidewalk.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:31:30 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:31:30 GMT -6
Roxas chuckles. "Nope. Couldn't do that. Anyways, how're we gonna do this?" she asks.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:34:35 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:34:35 GMT -6
"The old fasioned way." He ran up to the poarch and kicked the front door in. "Dumbass's don't have any alarms."
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:35:30 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:35:30 GMT -6
Roxas follows after Marty and heads upstairs, looking around.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:37:04 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:37:04 GMT -6
Marty fallows and tips the matress over and picks up money. "Idiots."
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:38:43 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:38:43 GMT -6
Roxas raids through a drawer. She finds a jewelry box. She grins and picks it up, swiping a dogbone with her tail from the dogbed in the corner.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:43:07 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 3, 2008 15:43:07 GMT -6
Marty smiles and nods at her. He walks downstairs and into the kitchen and takes a knife off the counter. He raides the fridge and leaves the door open.
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Walking
May 3, 2008 15:47:41 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 3, 2008 15:47:41 GMT -6
Roxas goes into a child's bedroom, and sighs. She sniffs around.
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Post by The Dude on May 4, 2008 9:22:33 GMT -6
Marty walks out of the kitchen to see a car pull up in the driveway. "SHIT!" He runs upstairs to get rox.
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Post by Patchwork on May 4, 2008 9:58:31 GMT -6
Roxas doesn't hear Marty, and is now walking around near the garage. She didn't need to worry, or soshe thought. She yelps as something is cast on her neck Someone had called it in before hand, apparently and an animal trapper had her neck in a metal loop.
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Walking
May 4, 2008 10:00:02 GMT -6
Post by The Dude on May 4, 2008 10:00:02 GMT -6
Marty crouched on the roof and saw roxas. He looked at the stuff and scowled. Family first. He throws the stuff into the back and jumped onto the guy. He losened the loop and released roxas. "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"
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Walking
May 4, 2008 10:02:44 GMT -6
Post by Patchwork on May 4, 2008 10:02:44 GMT -6
Roxas takes off fast, then turns as she runs on a wall. She snarls and before the person knew it, they were only seeing darkness, as she bit them in the eyes. "Let's go!" she barks, hoping Marty would follow. She hears others coming in and one person with a gun drawn, fires. She yelps, as it hit her hip. She takes off running, barking fr Marty to come.
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