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Sacrilegious

Post by DoF Archive » Thu May 20, 2004 12:46 pm

Date: 12/30/2003 3:37 AM Eastern Daylight Time
From: Spiteful Vinegar


(As someone said, "blowing up a bike is like… sacrilegious"))

   The cold air of the night hit him like a brickwall as he exited the Outback.  The so human feeling of temperature brought him from the unconscious state that his native land had held him in.  It took him a moment to realize what had happened.  The night had been quite eventful, after all. 



   He had been suffocated.  Dominic could remember that far back, but he didn't ever remember waking up and walking outside.  Nevermind how he got there; he was there, and an opportunity to strike back at Harris presented itself.  He had seen him riding it just a few days ago.  Or maybe it was from Pslyder's ads that he had seen the bike.  He knew right away that it was Harris's. 

   Upon looking into the wiring he saw that it was not too complicated.  Cutting the breaks, however, might not work.  He deduced that Harris would simply use Moonberyl to save his life.  It would have to be something big-- something that Harris couldn't magick his way out of.  Suddenly, he had a great idea.  He snipped one of the wires that seemed to be coming from the ignition.  He splashed two lighters worth of lighter fluid on said wire before closing the bike back up.  That oughta do it, he thought as he stepped away. 
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