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 Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:33 pm
*Bard looks up, perplexed* erm... Cora?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:37 pm
*Maggie watches her, equally confused* Cora ... are ye alright?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:41 pm
:::Cora makes it the rest of the way to the bar. She picks up the first bottle she finds. The one she had happened to be a bottle of vodka. She poured it into a glass, and set the bottle down again, not bothering to cap it:::
yeah...
:::Was the only sort of response either Maggie or Bard got from her, before she picked up the glass and took a sip. She made a face at it, but then just kept on sipping:::
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:47 pm
*Bard walks over to Cora and rest a hand on her arm*
Cora... what's the matter? You don't look so good.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:49 pm
*Maggie is quick to join them* Aye . . . truly, Cora, ye dinna seem yerself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:53 pm
:::She looks up over her glass, and pauses her gaze on Bard for a moment, then she looked down at her arm where he placed his hand. Her gaze then slowly shifted to Maggie. The pauses were akward, and drawn out further than they naturally would be:::
I feel fine.
:::She made no motion to move away or say anything else. She simply went to take another sip:::
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:58 pm
*Bard appraises her severely* All right. For starters, I think you've had more than enough of that.
*he reaches over to take the vodka away from her*
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:01 pm
:::Cora doesn't resist, or really react very much at all. Slowly though, she manages to reply:::
It's not as though the Brink will run out of it or anything... Want some?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:05 pm
*Maggie exchanges a worried look with Bard before addressing their friend again. She's seen people drunk before, but never acting like this* Cora ... ye are not yerself, not at all! What . .. what has come over ye?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:23 pm
:::Cora's glance falls on Maggie, who she finally realized appeared distressed:::
Oh... it's probably the lithium carbonate diolamotrigine.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:32 pm
*Bard blinks* ... lithium carbonate... *a frightening look crosses Bard's face for a moment. He grips Cora's shoulders hard*
Cora, what have you done to yourself? How long have you been drugging yourself?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:37 pm
*The expression on Bard's face is enough to worry Maggie, even before he speaks.* Drugging . . .? Oh, Cora ...
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:39 pm
:::Her head rolls backwards as Bard takes a good shake of her shoulders, and then it rolls to one side
Cora stares listlessly off into the black space somewhere above them:::
I dunno... forever? ...never... :::Her head rolls to the other side and she looks at Maggie:::
does it even count here..?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:44 pm
*Bard chews his lip* all right... alright...
*he slips his arm around Cora's waist* Cora, you need to come with me right now.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:49 pm
:::When Cora felt a hand near her middle, she stopped being numb for a moment. She shooker her head, and pressed a palm to her forehead:::
Wh- what? :::She closed her eyes shut::: Where?
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