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Nov 25, 2008 15:58

Thank God for a live internet connection. I don't know what happened here, an outbreak, someone's pet tarantulas having a serious growth spurt? I'm holed up in the 18th Precinct, papers say I'm in New York City. There are creatures outside, I've barricaded the door so they can't get in, at least right now. There doesn't seem to be another way out, ( Read more... )

it's always a police station, please let there be no zombies, calling all special agents, what the fuck

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meester_kennedy November 25 2008, 21:16:07 UTC
Claire, I need an address. I'll be right there.

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redfield November 25 2008, 21:19:02 UTC
Leon?

Guess I should've known you'd be right in the middle of this. uhhh hang on

306 West 54th Street.

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meester_kennedy November 25 2008, 21:29:49 UTC
Looks like I'm a trouble magnet. Welcome to the party.

If you can grab a radio, you can get through to mine. You need a gun?

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redfield November 25 2008, 21:32:41 UTC
...Leon. I'm in a police station. I have a gun.

A radio I'll need to find but I'm sure there's probably one somewhere around here.

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acrossthememory November 25 2008, 21:25:43 UTC
18th Precinct? I know where that is. I'm at the 17th.

I'll be right there.

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redfield November 25 2008, 21:28:05 UTC
The more the merrier, I guess.

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acrossthememory November 25 2008, 21:47:00 UTC
I'll be there in ten.

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redfield November 25 2008, 22:13:57 UTC
Keep an eye out for Agent Kennedy up there. I'm covering from the second floor.

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