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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:22:29 GMT -5
It will for a little bit, but not for very long. I need to give you a checkup of sorts now, so I'm going to show you some pictures and I'd like you to tell me what you think about them, okay? *I pick up a small stack of photos from the sidetable next to the bed*
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 20:23:52 GMT -5
*Is unsure but nods anyways* they arent of you know.... dead people... are they?
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:27:56 GMT -5
*I smile* No, no dead people. *I hold up the first photo, which shows a happy family eating dinner in their clean, white, Battery City home*
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 20:39:20 GMT -5
*smiles* do I know them?.... they seem so happy I want to be happy like them...
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:42:09 GMT -5
No, I don't think you know them. Okay, how about this one? *I hold up a photo of three killjoys around a campfire*
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 20:44:39 GMT -5
*gets nervous* those are bad people... arent they?
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:46:27 GMT -5
Yes, they are. *The third photo I hold up is a security photo of Masta Destroya, during his last break-in*
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 20:51:23 GMT -5
*I close my eyes* put it down... please..... *starts to cry* put it away....
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:52:49 GMT -5
Of course, I'm sorry. *I put away the stack of photos* Do you know why that picture upset you?
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 20:54:41 GMT -5
he... he hurt me... he has caused me pain hasnt he? *is still crying*
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 20, 2011 20:58:38 GMT -5
*I stay quiet, watching her, then get up and speak to the doctor* Let's wait a while before the next treatment. Give her a few hours and see how much she relapses. *He nods and I go back to Airs* Let's talk about more pleasant things, then. We want to help you have a happy life; what do you think you'd want for yourself, if you could have anything?
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Post by Black Airs on Apr 20, 2011 21:09:33 GMT -5
I... I just want to be... happy... I want to live a normal life...
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 21, 2011 10:02:32 GMT -5
That's absolutely fine, dear, and that's what we're going to try to give you. I'm going to take off these restraints, but I need you to promise you'll stay in this room for now, okay? This is a pretty big building and I don't want you getting lost. *I motion to the doctor, who hands me the key for the restraints, and I unlock them*
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Masta Destroya
Crash Queen
"Quick and painful, or long and painful? Pick your demise, f!@#$r."
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Post by Masta Destroya on Apr 21, 2011 11:17:01 GMT -5
(continued from Looking for Answers)
*is outside the tower, hiding behind a bush*
Here we go.
*takes out a brick with two sawed off guns attached to it with twine, which is holding the triggers down, takes out a matchbook* I hope you're ok, Airs. *lights the end of the twine, throws it into the front window of BLI, ducks behind the bush again, takes out a pair of rayguns, both have been painted*
3.....2.......1......
*Theres an explosion, the entire main lobby is destroyed by the sawed off raygun, and all the electronics have been deactivated by an EMP from the sawed off stun gun that was attached to the brick, starts advancing towards the building*
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Post by Belle Sacramento on Apr 21, 2011 13:07:59 GMT -5
*I hear a muffled explosion and hurry to the guards just outside the door* What was that?
*One of them tries to radio security with no success, then runs down the hall to the nearest communications room. He returns a minute or so later, out of breath* A bomb of some sort was detonated in the lobby, ma'am. We don't know how many were injured, or who caused it. Security feeds and radios are down in the entire main building, although the outlying wings still have power.
*I nod, then return to Cross* I don't want to upset you, but it looks like someone is trying to break into the building. I'm afraid it's likely the man I showed you that photo of, and he may be trying to get to you. You should be sufficiently recovered from your surgery as to be able to get up, so we should change rooms.
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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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