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Post by Jakob on Dec 20, 2009 18:06:45 GMT -5
Luca sat on the roof, thinking hard. Thom was right. Their group was having enough trouble catching outlaws. What chance did they have of winning boat race? He scowled. On the other hand, this was the only opportunity they really had for making some money. If they didn't, then bad things could happen. He sighed. He half-hoped that Thom would come up with some sort of solution before the race.
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Post by Sony-Shock on Jan 4, 2010 6:50:55 GMT -5
Was then when Thom flied right in front of Luca, shaking gently his wings, with a obviously much calmer atitude, maybe even friendly. He sighed before interrupting his thoughts.
'You are not the leader type, Luca, and you admit it, though· Why do you go with a group then? You would work better alone, and if you do a crazy act like the regata of tomorrow... You would not give problems tothe rest of people... It is egoistical'
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Post by Jakob on Jan 20, 2010 1:33:04 GMT -5
Luca pondered it for a moment, and shrugged. "I'm not really the leading type, Thom, but in this situation, I don't really have a choice. No one else is willing to take responsibility for our survival, so it falls on me to do so."
He looked past the tribal leader at the moon in the sky. "We have no other method of getting any money for food, let alone funding anything substantial, and this is a step in the right direction. I'm honestly hoping that you'll find some other option before the competition actually starts, but with my luck, that's not going to happen."
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