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Rodrigo, I see what you were trying to do there, but perhaps that wasn’t the best tactic.
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Looking up the sky, Picknar said, “crap. The ship isn’t here yet.” Pointing towards the edges of the park, Jo said, “I have to tinkle. I’m gonna go in the bushes.” The four trucks pull up, their headlights aimed right at Rodrigo, Knox, Picknar, and Thoos. Rodrigo said, “and here come the clowns.” The posse got out of their trucks, all armed, and Craig said, “okay, stop right there. We know you two ladies are illegals, or you wouldn’t have tried to run.” And a guy with a beard said, “and don’t do anything funny, because we’re armed and ready to defend ourselves.” Smiling with his hands up placatingly, Rodrigo said, “hold on, gentlemen. Gentlemen, please! If you’d just pause for one moment, and consider… who knows?… maybe we’re armed too!” One of them shoots Rodrigo in the shoulder. It’s the blond guy, who said, “you all heard him say it! He said he had a gun! I had to defend myself!” His friends said, “yup” and “legit.” Rodrigo exclaimed, “you bastard. That’s my favorite coat. WAS my favorite coat.”
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