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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 6, 2011 23:25:59 GMT -5
Stop talking about him its annoying *I close my eyes and hit my head against the wall.* If you don't have anything else interesting to say just leave me alone. Go shoot some dracs or something. Throw a tea party with your friends.
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 6, 2011 23:48:10 GMT -5
One more thing, since you're back in Battery City...does it mean you want your position back?
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 6, 2011 23:58:44 GMT -5
After seeing the new direction of the company of course I want my job back. You think they'd give it to you?
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 7, 2011 0:26:09 GMT -5
*shrugs* A guy could only hope.....*he says while he walks away* sweet dreams....
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 7, 2011 17:27:01 GMT -5
*has gotten back into the vent system. Scribbles another note on more paper 'hope these help' . Slips the note in an evelope contaaining 2 pills and drops it through vent
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 7, 2011 17:45:48 GMT -5
*walks into his office* mm, it's a beautiful day...*hums as he took his jacket off* I hate lab coats, not my style....*sits at his small desk, his office is small to begin with, being one of the lower ones* It's annoying that we get to be unappreciated for what we do *smiles at the silence, more of his voices talking to him* I understand...I also want to move up....*waves his hand in the air* what I wonder is how Mr. Ame is doing today.... *sits back in his chair*
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 7, 2011 17:53:15 GMT -5
*the chills start and I try not to focus on how small the room seems to be getting. I press myself into a corner of the room when I see another note fall to the floor. I unfold my arms and pick it up. I start laughing and look up at the vent grinning* Thanks *I take half of one of the pills and start to relax.*
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 7, 2011 18:05:22 GMT -5
*whispers through the vent* hope that helped
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 7, 2011 18:11:51 GMT -5
*moves around, gets up and paces around* how much more time!? *looks at his clock* too long of a wait, what the hell am I suppose to do now?
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 7, 2011 18:14:45 GMT -5
Yep *I start picking at a seam in the wall. I manage to get a thread loose and I pull it opening up some of the padding. I hide the pills inside before sitting with my back to the opening.*What are you doing up there?
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 7, 2011 18:16:06 GMT -5
Hiding
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 7, 2011 18:21:23 GMT -5
They've got one of those tag things on me now so I can't leave the tower. In here's, peace
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 7, 2011 18:34:31 GMT -5
*walks out of his office* early can't kill noone *walking down the hallway towards th elevators*
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 7, 2011 18:39:31 GMT -5
Listen as long as you don't bother me you can hide in that vent all you want. They'll find you eventually though and the longer you hide the worst your making it for yourself.
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 7, 2011 18:42:55 GMT -5
who ever invented elevators should of made them faster.....*walks in the elevator and presses B1 button* going down....
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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.
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