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Local Weirdo
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#9
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As soon as the chase was over, it seemed as though the city came back to life; sirens blaring, phones ringing, and people chattering everywhere you looked. Even though it was the middle of the night the excitement was pumping more than ever. A city as large as this never slept or slowed down, and Jack didn't mind since he'd been living here for a great deal of his life.
He and Linear walked through the crowds of people who didn't take any notice of them; even if they had their weapons out in the open they probably wouldn't have caused much of a stir. These people were too caught up in themselves and their busy lives to care about what anybody else was doing.
They walked for quite a while until they began seeing abandoned warehouses and run-down buildings. Jack knew this city by heart and never got lost, even in the chaos of a hunt. He navigated his way through the monsterous buildings until they encountered what appeared to be just another of the rusted concrete and metal shells.
Home sweet home Jack thought with humor before walking through the gaping hole that served as the entrance and continued to the large set of stairs in one corner of the space.
There were several floors of the rather large headquaters; first was the lobby, relaxation, and mess hall and kitchen where Hunters spent their free-time and ate their meals, second was the training floor which held weapons and practice equipment, and third was the rooming for most Hunters who called this place home or who were simply staying over for the night.
The fourth and final floor was off-limits to most members; it was where higher-ranking Hunters discussed battle movements and plans to destroy the Controllers. It also had rooms for those leaders and was where Jack slept himself.
He looked back to Linear who had been following him back here.
"Obviously tonight didn't go so well, but tomorrow try to start over with fresh eyes. I'm going to assign you someone to train with and I want you to pay attention and really try to learn how to fight better. I really want you to learn for your own safety and prowess, and I will be stopping by to check in on you. Linear, please don't push this off as a joke or anything, you need to get better," he told her, voicing his concern truthfully, which he usually never did. He normally was joking around and teasing the other Hunters, but matters like these shouldn't be joked about.
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Posted 12-18-2010, 08:06 PM
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