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Why do you want to see him so badly? There's nothing interesting out there and the chances of you getting caught increase exponentially the more you leave the city.

Color me reminded, then. Say, do you have an update on when I could possibly go see Ted?

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Perhaps I just wanted to remind you I was still here. Just a momento.

Well, you were the one to come to my ask box first, haha! :)

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I didn't exactly say that, did I?

hack-ler replied to your post: Hello.

Not particularly. Why? Did you want to talk? I may or may not be too busy.

Nope, just wondering if you needed anything in particular. Why, did you want to talk?

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Keep up the good work, Bond.

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Kid, I think it's time to put the computer down.

Bad spy novel, remember?

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Your gorgeous leading lady who dies by the end of the movie.

Bad spy novel, remember?

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Bad spy novel, remember?

Shut up, Bond.

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Shut up, Bond.

I don’t think I appreciate your implication that living underground makes someone a hipster.

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I don't think I appreciate your implication that living underground makes someone a hipster.

Right. Well, I hope it ends up working for you. Some trees around here might be nice.

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Right. Well, I hope it ends up working for you. Some trees around here might be nice.

This sounds like a bad spy novel for Botanists.

How goes your tree planting business?

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This sounds like a bad spy novel for Botanists.

How goes your tree planting business?

Wow I really don’t know how to feel about that. I mean, it’s good—but like, I’m actually dead. What do I do now?

Do I float around and haunt people?

Okay, obviously that was a joke.

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They were actually *FZZZT*

a little disappointing_

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Hack stretched like a feline, using his feet to propel his chair to the other end of his desk where his laptop sat.

"Ye--same co--" He repeated the message once more for good measure before dropping the walkie talkie on his desk.

"Hope you know what the hell you're doing, Mules," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. Still. Not his problem anymore.

The young man felt his blood run cold at Audrey’s words. “Wha… What?” was all that he was able to say. The stranger’s words barely reached his ears as he continued to stare at the young red head before him. He felt his throat go dry, and his feet felt heavier. 

The voice that came from the communication device suddenly became pretty broken and almost incomprehensible. “Why…?” He asked, as he slowly ascended the steps of the staircase. He wanted to scream at her, yell at her and tell her how a ridiculously, terrible idea it was. But all he could do was stare at the back of her head as he followed her in an almost robotic manner.

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Hack spotted them approaching the exit and reminded the woman, "Nine-seven-two," before shutting off his camera feed. They were going to have to do the rest on their own, not that Ted was too far away from the tunnels. The river was about two hundred yards from the exit and Hack knew for a fact Ted was already waiting.

"I might not--zzt--able to talk to y--so much around here. The connection gets bad aroun--wall."

Jared’s eyes widened. The outside of the city? Why were they even daring to venture so far? It wasn’t safe outside the city’s walls, everyone knew that. What were they searching for…?

Jared’s mind kept racing with several unanswered questions as they continued moving down the tunnels. They stopped by the staircase that appeared to their right—just like the stranger had said. He waited for Audrey to go first, before he followed. 

As they walked though, he finally asked a question that has been bothering him for a while… “Where’s Ted, then?” 

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Woah, woah, woah. Who ever said superior? Check your parameters.

My work is never done_

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"I don't think that's, uh, really relevant." Hack didn't particularly care how much these two knew about Mules' situation. It was just always fun to withhold information from people, especially when they were severely lacking in it in the first place.

"You really don't know what you're getting yourself into," he told the male, finally getting a partial look at the back of the pair. "Alright, good. There's a staircase to your right. Go up it and there'll be another tunnel, heh... It's just a, well, it's a straight shot from there. So. Oh! When you get to the top, there's a hatch, but it's got a code." Hack hummed lowly. "Nine-seven-two. Over."

Highway to hell? Jared really didn’t like the sound of that. Perhaps he got involved in a situation that he probably shouldn’t had. Well, it was too late to back off now. He didn’t want to leave Audrey alone, and now that he knew that Ted was involved in this too, there was no way he’d back off now.

Jared didn’t respond to the stranger, as he merely followed Audrey down the path that the person on the other side of the communicator had instructed them to. The young man bit back his tongue and tried not to retort or make any wise ass comments about the stranger’s kind of smug and slightly annoyinginstructions.

Fucking hell, it was hard.

“… Where does this tunnel lead to?” He ventured to ask as the two of then walked down said tunnel.

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"It's the highway to hell, my friend. Welcome aboard." Hack snickered quietly to himself, slightly annoyed the girl wasn't using the correct vernacular. "Also, can you say 'over' so I know you're done talking? You were doing so well."

Despite the cameras in the tunnels being equipped with decent night vision, the woman's flashlight beam was glaring his view whenever it bounced off certain fragments in the walls. "I'm pretty sure you're actually going to have to go left about..." He scrunched up his nose as he estimated, "In about three hundred feet. The tunnel's gonna curve, so if you feel like you're going in a circle, you're going the right way. Well, not the right way. Rather, the correct way. Over."

Jared was not surprised when his best friend’s name was mentioned. Of course Ted had something to do with this. Who else? He brought his hand up to  his face and pinched the bridge of his nose before shaking his head.  He should’ve suspected it…

He broke away from his line of thought when the voice from the other side of the communicator commented about his presence. His eyes widened a little as he looked around. Whoever it was that Audrey was talking to could see them and that just made Jared feel even more on edge. “Yeah well, I wasn’t exactly planning on spending my morning being part of some shady scheme,” he commented out loud. “But Audrey’s my friend, so…”