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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:44 pm
"Two days."
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"Ah. Pity."
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A short gentleman with a short red beard and wearing spectacles and a round floppy hat answers the door. "Hello there?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:48 pm
"You're okay waiting that long?"
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"I am sorry to have done this. I was not sure how else to get you to come here."
Angie huffs.
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"Hello! Could you give me medicine?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:50 pm
"No."
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"An invitation would be nice. Perhaps for a party."
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"Who the hell are you?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:53 pm
Little smile.
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"That might not have worked." He leans back in the chair and looks at Roddie. "Go and play."
Roddie nods immediately and exits!
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Nat blinks. "I am Nathaniel. A friend of Byron Cervelli."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:56 pm
"I want to go now."
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Edan smirks as he watches Roddie go.
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"Cervelli? Misteress Cie's finacee?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:01 am
"They only just left."
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"List."
List appears from behind a bookcase. He is holding another fancy little syringe full of a yellow liquid. He creeps over.
Angie watches him intently.
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"Probably."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:03 am
"I know."
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Edan holds up a hand. "Wait. What does this do?"
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"You do not know?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:05 am
"You should do something to take your mind off of it."
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"This will cure her. It will make it easier to talk."
List creeps towards Angie.
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"I don't know her last name."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:07 am
He shakes his head.
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"I have your word on this?"
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"Why would you be on a first name basis with Mistress Anice Cie?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:10 am
"You'll go crazy if you don't."
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"Of course."
List picks up one of Angie's legs and injects!
Angie glares at him the entire time.
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"I didn't know her first name, either." He grins. "I am Cervelli's friend. Not hers."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:13 am
"I just want her back."
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"And of course you are the sort to trust." He starts to giggle then stops himself with a little cough.
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"I see. Why do you need medicine?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:16 am
"You're a good fellow, Richard."
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"I am."
List finishes and scurries back towards Darren.
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"Cervelli has a cold."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:19 am
"That doesn't seem to account for much."
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Edan coughs back another giggle and focuses on Angie. "How are you feeling, gorgeous?"
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"A cold? You take my time for something like that? Why does he not sit in a fire?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:27 am
"Hm?"
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Angie has dry mouth! She keeps licking her chops.
"It will take effect in a few minutes. Who are you, exactly?"
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"Mmm. How about a box of matches, then?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:30 am
He shakes his head and frowns at his cup.
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"I am Edan."
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"Fine." He grumbles and makes his way through the maze of tables to locate him some matches.
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