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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 23:03:47 GMT -5
*gets out of bed shakily* can i get a little help to the exit?... please?
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 23:03:57 GMT -5
*sitting on the floor, he uses syringes as darts, aiming for the i in 'BL/ind' sign on the side of the counter* miss....imss...oh...nope miss damn things wont stay
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Mar 9, 2011 23:07:07 GMT -5
*runs through the building, half sneaking and half dodging gunfire* Sug?! Where you at?! *ray blast sizzles near his ear* you almost hit me! Son of a bitch!
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 23:10:13 GMT -5
*hears IA* Aftermath! *opens the door and falls into the hallway*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Mar 9, 2011 23:12:28 GMT -5
*sees her fall and runs to pick her up* Damn it. C'mon, damsel in distress much? *charges through the hallway back to the bike and gets on with her* Dracs have such... shitty aim! Learn to shoot you fuckin assholes! *fires a few rounds into the crowd and then speeds off* The shit i go through for friends... uhh... oh, don't look behind us.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 23:13:41 GMT -5
*not even listening to what he is saying just holding on to him crying into his back*
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 23:28:45 GMT -5
*I laugh looking at the floor where Nolla just was and where the kj ran off with her trying to figure out what just happened.* Last time I try and help someone. *I walk off toward my office*
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 23:43:02 GMT -5
*runs after him* so now what?
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 23:54:40 GMT -5
You work on getting killjoys into the storage units and I'll worry about what happens to them after that.
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 10, 2011 14:26:12 GMT -5
*sighs* sounds like fun...*in a slightly sarcastic tone....and smiles* well then...off to hunt for rabbits *waves and runs down the next left corridor*
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 10, 2011 14:44:34 GMT -5
*sees trite in corridor* hey! What's going on I heard a lot of noise
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 10, 2011 16:20:49 GMT -5
*stops running and starts walking* nothing major...it's boring...*waves it off* case close, what are you doing here....
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 10, 2011 16:36:41 GMT -5
Nothing to do, finished todays work. Not used to beingon my own in an office
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Post by Fire Angel on Mar 19, 2011 1:37:53 GMT -5
*i make my way to the hospital wing to visit ame. I hope he's at least a little better
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 20, 2011 1:08:58 GMT -5
*I rest on the gurney. I wave my hands in front of my eyes and see nothing but blurs. I curse to myself and take the black pair of frames off of the table. They look a bit like Murph's pair. I sigh and put them on. They improve my sight but still. . . Glasses. I hate glasses. I lay back down and wait for some of the medicine to wear off before I can start walking around.*
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