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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 10, 2012 16:49:52 GMT -5
He shouldn't. *I pet Igor's neck and he flies off to perch back on the roof* Volume, I'm serious about what I said earlier. I don't want you leaving us. Please.
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Post by Volume Virus on May 10, 2012 16:55:05 GMT -5
I know you don't want me to. But, again, the fact remains that you would all be safer if I was anywhere but here. Probably. If that Manson bastard isn't above killing a helpless girl for no reason, he wouldn't be above taking you guys away to get to me. But if I leave fast enough, maybe he won't know that I care as much as I do. Maybe he'll just think that I was crashing with you guys and then we tried to assemble and get Nox back. I don't know, but I shouldn't be here if I'm trying to keep you all safe.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 10, 2012 17:11:49 GMT -5
Keeping us safe is my job, not yours. If you want to be technical, you are here as a medic, and my love interest. I mean it, Vol. You aren't leaving. I can't handle this by myself, especially not in my condition.
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Post by Volume Virus on May 10, 2012 17:32:53 GMT -5
If keeping you guys safe is not my job, and the Doctor can do medical stuff better than I can, all that I am to this school is the protagonist of a dystopian romance. That is to say, useless. Love interests aren't exactly important to the rebellion; they're more useful when killed or taken by BLI, really. That convinces the survivors to fight harder. But while I'm here, I'm making you soft. I'm driving people away and getting the others kidnapped and killed. If I leave, it will make everyone more safe.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 13, 2012 0:08:22 GMT -5
You're not leaving. That's final. *I stumble over to the doorway and call inwards.* Doctor, Sona! I need to have a word with you both. *I turn back to Volume* I mean it. If you leave, we're going after you. Then I'll probably die.
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Post by Volume Virus on May 13, 2012 8:14:27 GMT -5
*I sigh quietly.* I think you're making too big a deal of this. It's not like the infrastructure here couldn't survive without me. But, seeing as that sounded a lot like an order, I guess I can't go anywhere. *I stand on my toes to kiss him on the cheek, then make my way over to the couch and curl up on it. thus begins my house arrest, I suppose.*
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on May 13, 2012 16:55:46 GMT -5
*i walk up to IA* yes brother dearest? Whatever could be the problem? * I say in a joking tone*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 15, 2012 0:10:16 GMT -5
*I look at him oddly and chuckle.* Where's Sona? It's about time you, Vol, and her headed out to Battery City. Also, if Volume tries to separate herself from you or Sona, restrain her. She isn't allowed to leave the group.
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Stained Sonata
BLInd Kid
Everyones got a song with an end, so let it fall apart in a crescendo
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Post by Stained Sonata on May 15, 2012 14:09:12 GMT -5
*I walked up to the group as IA talked. Restrain her? From leaving? Seemed a little forceful to me, but I wasn't going to argue with him.* Alright, are we heading out now?
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doctorwhen
Ritalin Rat
scared is good, scared keeps you running!
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Post by doctorwhen on May 15, 2012 18:13:39 GMT -5
whatever needs to be done you can count on us IA, and yes as sona said when ARE we leaving?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 21, 2012 1:53:19 GMT -5
As soon as you're ready. If that means now, then I will see you when you return. Good luck. *I hold up my radio* I'll be a radio wave away. If worse comes to worse let me know, and I'll send Igor for evac. *I stare at Volume* If you don't come back, we're going after you.
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Post by Volume Virus on May 21, 2012 6:16:51 GMT -5
Oh, I'm still going? I was under the impression that your were going to keep me here like the trophy girlfriend I am. I mean, really, isn't that why I'm here? *I pull Basilisk's revolver out of my backpack before I remember that it has no bullets. Shit.* And you are not going after me because I don't want you to. Understand?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 23, 2012 18:12:37 GMT -5
Funny, You seem to forget which one of us is better trained, and which one of us owns a large flying raptor snake. You're my girlfriend, my friend, and the medic. You are not a trophy. Leave that feminist bullshit in the pre-war days. You know damn well that doesn't apply anymore. *I walk by and grab the revolver out of her hand* And if you're going to attempt anything with a firearm, you better remember who builds them for a living.
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Post by Volume Virus on May 23, 2012 18:39:51 GMT -5
*I sit up straighter and stare him down with confidence that I don't have.* Care to order me, honey? You know how good I am at insubordination, and you don't want me to exercise my skills and make you come after me. So are you daring me or telling me what to do?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on May 23, 2012 19:32:18 GMT -5
*I roll my eyes at Volume and leave the revolver on the table.* Fine, if you want to leave then leave. See if I care anymore. We'll just cancel the mission, and Fire can die. Or I can go, and I'll die. Whatever it doesn't matter to you, right? I'm just done trying. *I limp back to the living and grab a chair. It is too far and I fall onto the floor. I sigh* Well... at least the ceiling is pretty...
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
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