I've been tracking Tomahawk, but no luck so far ...
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From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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Ohmygod! Hi Sharky the downed officer was Mr Sir Roy. He's been taken to Medicus Tower by the paramedics.
Listen, Sharky, do me a favor... I know you've been helping Lo... Jailbait Lass as much as you can... just... stay as close as you can to her... I've got a feeling she might be a target.
And yeah, we want to talk to Tomahawk... and Gary Concord...
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From: Here? | Registered: Oct 2003
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so far no leads on Tomahawk ... I'll try to hook up with Jailbait Lass, well, um, you know know what I mean ... I think I might check out the O.K. Corral again too ... no one seems to agree with me about "John Doe's" identity so I'm gonna see what I can dig up ...
<splash>
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From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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<runs through the streets, with Shark Lad following>
Sharky, we've got to get to Medicus Two stat! I wanted to be there when Lardy tried this...
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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<suddenly leaps out of the shadows, grabbing Jailbait Lass and pulling her aside>
DON'T MOVE. Shh...shh, by quiet...
<hand over her mouth, other hand across her arms and chest, as her feet wiggle>
I hear you been looking for my pretty lady...and I want to know why? You best speak fast, because I don't know ya, and I don't take kindly to accusations.
<pushes her free>
Registered: Apr 2005
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<terrified, Lolita recalls the Red Bee from years ago>
You...you...don't move...
<hand shaking, holds up blaster>
You...reek of tobacco and whiskey, you know that? What do you think you're doing grabbing me like that in an alley?
And why did you let me go?
You're wanted for questioning right now. For several attacks, including one murder, and possibly a few more. So speak fast 'Tomahawk'. Who are you, how are you here in the 31st Century and what the hell happened to all of you up in those hills?
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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I got no idea what makes you think I answer to you, or anyone else around here. Put that damn gun down right now, or I'll snatch if out of your hands and smack you with it. Hear me?
<eyes blaster>
Now calm down. I grabbed you because I didn't want you screaming to that giant shark friend of yours I seen you walking around with. Not too long ago there was a bar fight and I ended up cracking him in the jaw. Once the fight calmed down, I realized it was a sucker-shot and the last thing I want is a dang-blasted giant shark chasing me around an alien world over one thousand years after my proper time period. You can say its a little over-whelmin'.
<as she lowers blaster, dusts self off>
I'll gladly tell you whatever you want to know. I can see the dissapointment in your face. You thought you'd cracked the case after all, didn't you? Thought you had your man? I'm sorry sweetheart, but there ain't much I can help you with.
I'm as guilty of shooting that crazy Cobalt Kidas you are, and I didn't kill Clive. But yeah, I know 'em both from being over those yonder hills.
As for who I am, I'm Tomahawk, same as I always said. And I'm from 1772, the year of our Lord, and from the American Colonies. Soon to be the United States of, if things go acccording to plan.
Now...lets move this somewhere cozy where giant sharks with guns and the law on their side ain't chasing me.
I've got a little place up the street I like.
Registered: Apr 2005
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Okay, I'll go with you. But I know I look really young to you--know that I'm not helpless. I've trained with the best of the best, and I'll never be helpless again. I'd as soon shoot you through the back or rip out your eyes if you lay a hand on me again.
I'll follow and hear your story. Either you're guilty and I'll bring you in myself--or with my ferocious and reliable friend Shark Lad--or I'll hear your story and start to get some answers.
<leaves Shark Lad a trail, anyway, for back-up>
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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