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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Aug 5, 2014 3:11:38 GMT -6
Hiero considered how to phrase the mass text he was preparing. Finally settling on direct he began typing.
'Your presence is requested by the leader of the Jamboree. Friday 7pm Fireside Bowl. Meet the new Olmec.'
Simple direct and to the point. He clicked his lock button bringing up the lock screen and sat the phone on the desk.
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Post by Danika Jones on Aug 5, 2014 3:26:02 GMT -6
Danika had been making her way her way to the sleuth house when her phone went off in her pocket making her jump. She pulled the phone out and clicked the lock button so she could unlock it and then pulled her texts. Not many people had her number so her contact list was small but it was surprising when the Rexs name popped up. It was short and to the point so she figured her answer should be as well.
"Gotcha Rex. Anything I should bring?"
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Aug 5, 2014 3:45:49 GMT -6
His phone vibrating back to life so soon caught him off guard. Hiero snatched it up a little too quickly. Reading the text and its sender he typed back.
'Your ears. And a sense of humor politics can be funny.'
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Post by Danika Jones on Aug 5, 2014 3:53:52 GMT -6
Within a few minutes of sending her text he hit her back with a response. "Well arnt you funny. Anyways Ill be there. See ya"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2014 12:33:06 GMT -6
Sabin sat at his desk with his fist under his chin staring out the window. Sabin had ran into the wall. It stood imposing and solid, there was no way over or under through was an exercise in futility. this wall was the greatest and most unknowing question, what to do now? the war was won, the spoils were taken, what to do now? was the question. What was the next horizon to be reached. It was at this moment that Sabin's phone vibrated once then stopped. Sabin looked down at it and sighed. Sabin was distrustful of any new clan heads. so many had beat their chest and called to the rain their strength and dominance and as soon as the rain responded they flew to be washed away in the flood of change.
"Whatever".
That was Sabin's response. he placed the phone back down and returned to his thoughts and staring out the window.
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Aug 5, 2014 14:31:58 GMT -6
Looking at the curt response form Sabin Hiero chuckled to himself. He could read the unwritten lines that prompted such a response. While he chalked it up to Chicago wasn't for everyone he fingers responded nearly of their own volition.
@dani-Call if you need help with your undertaking you're all but an in-law at this point.
@sabin- Whenever. And through every storm.
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Post by Carina Dragovetti-BW on Aug 5, 2014 16:43:31 GMT -6
Reading her phone she smirked and found it funny that she wasnt getting the same introduction around and had to do it her self but she would respond " yep sounds good"
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