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[12 Feb 2007|11:07pm] |
Gizmo sat in his big wheel - the large vehicle built in the shape of a single large wheel, with a space inside it for passengers - at the edge of Jump, where he and Jinx had agreed to meet. Truth be told? The tiny inventor had fallen asleep waiting.
For the record, his vehicle had been modified from the original model to now be able to seat two passengers.
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[22 Dec 2006|12:01am] |
Gizmo stood, suspended upside down as the limbs of his mechanical back-pack clinged to a fire escape. He held in his hands a personalized communications device, and his sights were set on the building across the street.
"Meltzer's Jewelers," he said into the communicator. "Most high class jewelry joint in town, Jinxers. And it's got the best security system that money can buy."
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