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MORE TALKIN~
11/09/09(Mon)02:40 No.6629451"I found her almost topped off..." You say as you duck under some wreckage, "Didn't take but a small push."
"Ah, 'at'd do it, surprised ya didn't just drain 'e girl," he looks down at Alete curiously who quickly moves to hid behind you. "Still company is good 'ere."
"So how'd you know I was using a fake name?"
Rachev grins, "'e name was cold, real names are hot. Cant tell ya know ya own name 'ough."
"That would explain that," you say as you lead him back through the rubble of the ruining shopping center.
"So 'e inheritance, ya need ta find 'e place that's most familiar to ya and 'en ya figure out ya own name. Oh yeah, o'er big 'ing, ya core, dont let anyone take 'e cuintin 'ing. Its 'e spinny 'ing in ya chest."
You look a little confused at the last comment as you lead Rachev out the building, showing him the apocalyptic setting. "Before you go, mind telling me what fissures and shades are?"
Rachec grins, "Fissures are sinkholes 'ere time ga'ers but don't 'ink ya can take it unless ya a forgotten. Just avoid 'em since ya can't see 'em. Shades are fukken piss ass cuntin bitches and 'ats about all I know since i can't see 'em. Any'o I can get to 'e Rust Forest from 'ere. It's south from 'ere through 'e burnt out park." |