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Forum Games / Re: ABS FIESTA REDUX
« on: May 18, 2018, 02:22:08 PM »
"We'll go with the strike squadron, sir," Jaakko replies.
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"Yeah, I'm done for tonight.", he sighs mid-text. "I just wish this is the right guy."
Norum makes his way over behind the empty seat, taking a moment to admire the decor as he weaves through any table arrangements and bar patrons. Arriving behind Peyton, he taps him on the upper arm. "Hi, this seat taken?"
While en route, Norum shoots back a text. "It's for after—I still owe you for the other night."
Norum sighs. Hopefully this'll be a break.
He enters the bar.
"Thank's man, you've really helped me out.", he says as he walks away. As he walks away however, he sends the recording of Chima saying the doctor's name to Elena. "I believe we have him.", he puts as a caption.
Ryde's face lights up a little at the mention of the doctor. "How--How did you get into contact with him?", he says.
Norum texts Elena back again, "Don't worry; I left the one to my 2nd phone. Oh yeah, and I think he went by Doctor Oglivy or something like that. As usual, could be a pseudonym, could not. Hopefully Ryde comes up with something good."
He sends another as he gets aboard the reverse-heading express train, "We'll try to get to Peyton before arriving back at the shop. Is the place that carries KSD still open or do you have to special order that?."
"Oh its his uh... His nickname, I don't know his name.", he says. He digs into his pocket and brings out a note with the address to the derelict house the crew inspected earlier. "Remember this place?", he says as he shows it to him.
Norum's heart sinks as he reads the text, forces out a sigh, then texts back, She wasn't very receptive, and was in pain. Left one of my contact cards.
"Well, I'm look for a specific doctor...", she spits out those words. "Not in the way of getting treated, just looking for him.", he sighs before looking up at Chima. "Have you been having any problems with implants lately?", he says.
Norum watches his hope perhaps slip away, and resigning this, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a business card. "If you want to talk more, you can reach me here."
Norum stands up and begins walking toward the car where Daniel is waiting and enters through the door conjoining the two cars. He would exit at the next stop.
"Eh. They can feel what they want. As long as they prevent a catastrophe like the Kintharians are sooo sure they will. I'm not holding my breath."
"Look, I'm looking for the guy that goes by the name of 'The Doctor' ever heard of him?", he says.
Norum sighs through his nose, about to type another message before he shoves his phone back in his pocket in frustration.
He folds his hands in front of him, his face appearing somber, but his enunciation sounding more forced, "Alright, miss, truth is my condition is terminal, and it's not just me. We have reason to believe that this Doctor whoever he is has some motive to forget us all over, but we haven't had the slightest luck in tracking him down. I can only hope that you weren't given the same stuffty treatment."
He pauses briefly, "Right now, I hate to be blunt, but you don't look too well. I am no clinician myself, but it looks like you need to check yourself into a hospital."