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    Molly grinned, tossing the keys to him. "As long as you drive~" she said in a sing-songy voice.


    "[i]See, I have a reason to be mad at you. You don't."[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus caught the keys with a snort and rolled his eyes, going on ahead of her.




    "whatever." Wrench motioned, starring back out his window.[/fancypost]

    She smiled mockingly at him with a sneer of triumph. "Onwards, soldier," she said, motioning him to hirry up, laughing.


    Numbers ignored him for the time, stepping on the accelerator way too quickly.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus snorted laughter and kept his pace out of the building, flinching slightly at the cold air.




    Wrench frowned, knowing Numbers was just going to ignore him. "Numbers-" he croaked quietly.[/fancypost]

    Molly followed not too far behind him, holding her coffee and taking small sips, still careful as to not burn her mouth.


    Numbers looked shocked, glancing at him with a nervous, yet curious, expression.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus headed towards the car, his lips pursed as he dug the keys back out of his pocket again.




    "Sor-Sorry--" Wrench croaked, the word quiet and choppy.[/fancypost]

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    Molly headed to the opposite side of the car. "Alrighty, I'm freezin' over here!" she said with a laugh.


    Numbers nodded quietly in response, smiling a tad.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : "My fingers are too cold to get the keys hold ya horses." Gus laughed, finally getting them and unlocking the car.




    Wrench nodded and mirrored his friends smile.[/fancypost]

    Molly rolled her eyes. "You're making me regret puttin' ya in charge there," she teased.


    Numbers just then realized that he was still driving and suddenly turned his head to the road with a gulp.

    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : "Pfft, whatever ya say." Gus snorted, taking his seat and quickly starting the car up.




    Wrench turned back to look out his window again at the barren wasteland.[/fancypost]

    Molly grinned and plopped down in the seat next to him. "Fasten up, big guy," she added, trying to frign seriousness.


    Numbers glanced at him again. "[i]Where do you wanna go?"[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus huffed before buckling his seatbelt "Calm down for five seconds I'm goin, I'm goin." he responded, starting to pull out.




    "Wherever we need to go next--" Wrench responded simply.[/fancypost]

    Molly laughed heartily. "Now, now. Didn't mean ta make you all stressed there."


    "[i]Should we push more information out of Lester or what? Sounds fun."[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus laughed and locked his eyes on the road. "No need ta apologize."




    "If you say so, he was quite the jerk last time."[/fancypost]

    Molly smiled at him happily, rolling her eyes as she glanced out the window.


    Numbers smirked. "[i]Couldn't blame em. We kinda forced his hand. Literally."[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : "Be there sometime soon-" Gus hummed quietly.




    Wrench let out a silent snort and nodded. "He was asking for it."[/fancypost]

    Molly nodded, suddenly giving off a deathly-serious aura. "And this time I really don't want him to play any fake games."


    Numbers smiled. "[i]We gave it to him no matter what."[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : "he's Lester," Gus sighed, his shoulders slumping. "That's all he ever does."




    "Douchebag of the year award." Wrench motioned.[/fancypost]

    Molly rolled her eyes. "I know. And we can't threaten him - even though I really, really want to."


    Numbers smirked. "[i]Or maybe it goes to us."[/i]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 145px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]ˣ J U D G E ˣ : Gus nodded in agreement. "If only we weren't officers of the gosh darn law."




    Wrench grinned. "debatable that's for sure."[/fancypost]