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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 17, 2011 8:21:40 GMT -5
Ive been where you are kid... dont give up youll find your way... *I sigh and look down at where my leg used to be* its alright they didnt give me another... smart actually...
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 17, 2011 10:55:09 GMT -5
*I look back at Orwell. He radiates strength and confidence right now. Good*
No, I'm not satisfied, not yet.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 17, 2011 10:59:28 GMT -5
*I look at the nightstand by the girls table and pick up a pill bottle, examining the label.*
You want us to be better. This is only the beginning Riley. It is only the beginning...
*The girl stirs and I take a syringe labeled morphine and inject it into her IV tubing.*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Oct 17, 2011 16:40:29 GMT -5
*A doctor stops in the day after we're locked up, and checks me over while two dracs keep me at gunpoint. Rather ironic. The man treats and disinfects my scrapes and cuts, and splints my fingers. He also leaves me with a packet of pills, which I crush as soon as he was gone. I don't think he really expected me to take them - if they were set on it, they'd have put an IV in. I assume the trio works their way through the rest of the killjoys, but I can't see anyone else from the cell so I don't know for sure.*
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Post by NotACoolKid on Oct 17, 2011 20:59:08 GMT -5
*Half caring, Nack glances up at the female.* What's your name, anyway? *He's not sure if he'll follow her advice, but it seems like he might as well ask.*
*Just then, a few doctors make their way towards his cell. He glares up at them, ignoring the fact that his left arm is in horrible shape. They let themselves in anyway, and when a syringe is produced with presumably a tranquilizer, Nack allows himself to be attended to without protest. The doctors glance at his burns, exchanging curious glances, but the only conflict comes when they try to tend the wounds under his shirt. Nack gets up, walks to the back of his cell, and faces the wall so that his back is to the killjoy girl before removing his shirt. The doctors patch him up and leave. As soon as he can, he redresses, without showing any unnecessary parts. Getting back to his feet, he sways slightly, his arm in a sling, but quickly regains balance and walks to the bars again.*
Swear that if you saw anything just now, you won't tell a soul. *He reaches up, taking the rubber band from around his head and using it to tie all of his long hair back in a tiny orange ponytail. Some short bangs, the ones that are normally kept back, fall in his face, slightly obscuring his vision, but he blows them out of the way.*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 17, 2011 21:02:37 GMT -5
*smiles* who is there to tell? Im marked for death you know... so how about I tell god when I meet that mother fucker... maybe yell at him a bit for letting it end up this way... your secret cant escape these lips... Just... promise me one thing? when they take me away remember... remember my name... I want someone to tell the others Im gone... My name is Sugar Queen...
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Post by NotACoolKid on Oct 17, 2011 21:22:00 GMT -5
*Nack looks her in the eye, her eyebrows furrowing.* I...we'll find a way to save you, okay? I...Here. It's okay. You'll be okay. I'm Nack. U-uh. NotACoolKid, technically. A-and if we can't save you, I'll remember you. If you'll remember me? I'm...I'm not used to this kind of life. I *she clears her throat* Look. Let's pretend this isn't a shitty place, and like we're actually meeting. Just to make it happier, okay?
*Nack extends her hand through the bars, even though she's completely aware that there's no way Sugar Queen can reach for a handshake.*
My name is Alex Cromwell. I'm eighteen, and I'm not sure I even know my own gender anymore. It's nice to meet you.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 17, 2011 21:28:15 GMT -5
*I smile at alex and hop over to the bars again* Well Alex if we are getting into real names Enkeli Jarva... *I try to reach her hand but ultimately laugh at how futile our attempts at contact are* Its nice to meet you... If only we were really in a different place... Can I ask another favor of you? *I take out a small paper airplane from my pocket and lightly throw it over to alex* if you ever run into my brother... can you give that to him? he goes by Dr. Fox... tell him its from keli for me... and I will always remember you Alex...
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Post by NotACoolKid on Oct 17, 2011 21:36:15 GMT -5
*Nack catches the airplane and tucks it safely in her pocket* I'll defend it to the death, and I'll find your brother, Enkeli. If I get out of here, I'm sure I'll find him. Don't worry. *He grabs the bars hard, his knuckles turning white* Your time isn't in vain, and...and neither is you...your death, Enkeli. You'll be remembered, okay? I promise.
*He really, honestly does not know what to say.*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 17, 2011 21:41:58 GMT -5
*tears start to roll out of my eyes* I... Im glad I have met you.... Even if you are the last person I see... I am happy its you....*I try to wipe the tears out of my eyes but they just keep coming* youre a good kid alex... dont let them drag you down like they did me... dont let them try to control you... stay yourself...
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Post by jumpstart on Oct 17, 2011 21:53:20 GMT -5
*I glare at the doctors as they come by*
It's just a few scrapes and burns. They'll heal with time, move along.
*They ignore me and come in anyway. I don't try to resist and only react when they touch my bruised jaw. I'd forgotten about the fall in the garage, when they tripped me. They dress the burns and give me a packet of pain pills. I pocket it when they leave. Never know who might need it*
((I'm super swamped with school and Paleo work, but I'll try to check here as much as possible!!! Probably won't be on facebook much. I love you all!!! PS- Aren't you glad I didn't use Wilson's profile to post this?))
((Edit: Did anyone else get chills when they read Orwell and Wilson's latest exchange?))
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Post by NotACoolKid on Oct 17, 2011 22:04:15 GMT -5
D-don't cry! *She starts to panic* I...I won't. I'll get out of here, and if I don't...i-if they make me into one of them, I'll still look for a way to escape. I promise you, Enkeli.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 17, 2011 22:09:13 GMT -5
*I smile at alex* these arent sad tears kid.... Im happy to have some positive effect on someone for once... I... I want the last thing i do to be positive for someone... I really do wish we met under different circumstances Alex... you are a smart kid... got a good head on your shoulders and if anyone tells you otherwise... they are wrong...
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Post by charelsmay on Oct 17, 2011 23:37:27 GMT -5
*I quietly send some dracs down to fetch sugar for me I will exact my revenge on her now if I must she will feel the pain I have I smirk to myself as wilson and orwell are studying a young girl*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 17, 2011 23:42:08 GMT -5
*I smile at Orwell*
We'd better get that promotion soon or *I look up at the cameras* ...well, let's just fact that when it comes. Let's go to my office and prepare our report
*We head up to my office and begin going through the video and audio footage. I brew a new pot of coffee*
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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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