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 Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:39 pm
"Hatter owns a shop?! That's odd...." said Ashle. "I wouldn't think that would be possible. Isn't that against child labor laws?" She stood up as a doctor came into the room.
"Ms. Hare, could I speak to you?" he asked. He looked on the forms.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:48 pm
"not in Australia" Marcie said before the doctor arrived, when she saw the doctor she bolted up and asked "Is Matt all right? is there something wrong doctor?"
((XD I can't help imagine David Tennant as I post this))
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:51 pm
((*ninja eyes* don't give me ideas))
The Doctor sighed, and said, "I"m afraid I have some bad news..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:55 pm
((lol, sorry, should I imagine Martha then?))
"What is it?" she asked a little too concerned, she couldn't stand this.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:57 pm
((yes yes...and i'm going to be evil to Hatter))
The Doctor put on some black framed glasses. "It seems that your friend has a very bad head wound. We've had to put him into a slight coma." He sadly looked at Marcie. "I need you to sign some forms for me." In his voice, you could tell that he was talking about should Hatter die.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:02 pm
((OMG the glasses!!! LOL! Xd but Matty nooooooooo~ ))
Marcie was in shock, she looked at the forms the doctor had place on her hand unable to read them "I...I am sorry, there must be mistake" She said looking pleadingly at the doctor, she could not believe Matt was in danger of anything, he had survived gunshots!! he couldn't possibly be about to die because of a skiing accident....
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:05 pm
Eight nodded, taking all of this information in. "Ah...I see...that's why they don't just tell anyone about it..." he pursed his lips, looking like the labrats info was the most normal thing in the world...
Three tried the punching bags next, keeping his stamina at bay.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:06 pm
The Doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry, Ms. Hare, but the injuries that Mr. Hatter sustained are very extensive. It's not just his head. His arm hasn't healed all the way. He also shattered it again durring his accident. We have to go and reset it. And for that to heal is just six weeks.." He sighed. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Hare."
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:12 pm
((how can he shatter a metal arm?! Matt is really something XD ))
Marcie dropped to her knees unable to process the information at all and then she snapped, she took the papers the doctor had offered her and singed them "Can I at least see him?" she said under her breath.
Ace of clubs nodded "Yeah, we don't want someone going on and telling the resistance just where the hostages are do we?" she was glad eight was ok with this.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:21 pm
Eight chuckled darkly, "Of course. Anything else you want to add, Miss Ace?" Eight said, eager to learn more.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:24 pm
((Well it isn't all metal it's just got alot of metal in it he shattered some of the bone in there))
The doctor nodded. "And get the rest of your friends to." He walked out.
Ashle walked over to Marcie. She seemed to be holding back tears. "Marcie...WE need to get Alex," she said quietly, and then her own voice cracked. Tears spilled over her own eyes. She couldn't believe it herself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:24 pm
"No, Not until you get accepted as my student officially and we are alone, completely, or around the jacks" Ace of clubs sighed "would you rather take this papers to the Jack of clubs or watch over two?" she asked casually.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:28 pm
(( Exel: That's what my boyfriend said! ^_^ Thank you!!
Also, I wouldn't lie about your writing/drawing. sweatdrop So, you best believe that I love it.^^ ))
"I understand," Ace of Hearts responded, keeping his voice low. He inhaled deeply, shaking his head.
Be prepared for anything? Well . . . the Jack of Diamonds is unpredictable.
Ace of Hearts rapped three times on the Jack of Diamonds' door, his heart hammering wildly.
"Enter," the Jack of Diamonds said gently.
Ace of Hearts took in a deep breath, slowly turning the door knob and stepping inside.
"Ah, Ace of Hearts, what a surprise," Jack of Diamonds sang, a smile playing on his face. "Close the door."
"Sir Jack of Diamonds," Ace of Hearts said, bowing his head as he shut the door behind him. He lifted is head, looking around him. The Jack of Diamonds had a fairly small and dimly lit room, surrounded by many cabinets and drawers. The Jack of Diamonds was sitting at a desk, a folder sitting on top of it beside a glass of a sparkling colored drink.
"Vexation"; his favorite drink.
"Jack of Clubs," Jack of Diamonds said suddenly.
Ace of Hearts gasped, now noticing the Jack of Clubs at his left.
"Leave and stand outside, but be sure to lock the door before you shut it," Jack of Diamonds shot the Ace of Hearts a menacing gaze. "Make sure no one disturbs me."
Gestalt bowed his head. "Yes sir," he whispered, walking to the door. With a click that shook the Ace of Hearts, Gestalt locked the door and shut it.
That Jack of Clubs . . . why does he let the Jack of Diamonds order him around all the time like that? They're both Jacks and therefore of equivalent status . . . no. Now that I think about it . . . no. The Jack of Diamonds is called "The Red Queen's Lap Dog" for a reason . . .
"Ace of Hearts," Jack of Diamonds said abruptly, causing the Ace of Hearts to gasp.
"I am assuming you came here in search of an assignment."
Despite the Ace of Hearts' weakened state, he stood straight. "Yes, Sir Jack," he replied.
The Jack of Diamonds folded his hands together. "Interesting . . . even after enduring quite some time in solitary confinement and injuring yourself, not to mention going mad . . . you still come to me demanding an assignment?"
Ace of Hearts swallowed the sudden anxiety that surfaced in his throat. "Yes, Sir Jack," he said again.
"Hmm, indeed . . ." The Jack of Diamonds adjusted his position, placing both feet on the floor. "Well, Mr. Ace of Hearts . . . before I assign you something . . . we have something to discuss."
Ace of Hearts froze. No . . . please don't say what I think you're going to say.
Jack of Diamonds' face changed to a glacial glare. "That coup d'etat you are plotting . . . put an end to it."
Ace cocked his head. "A stray cat you say . . . AH! Cheshire Cat! I should have recognized you!"
Ace leaned back, laughing his usual young boy's laugh.
"How are you doing, Mr. Cat?" he asked cheerily. "I was just getting to know this fine young lady."
Two gasped. The resistance? They use the resistance to test on? That is . . . rather interested.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:31 pm
Marcie Nodded "I will go and get her, You can go ahead and see Matt first, I'll catch up in a moment" she said battling the stubborn tear that kept crawling to her eyes just to run down her cheeks too fast to enjoy a decent death at all. Marcie still needed to register the information fully.
((at this rate he will get a mechanical arm... if he get's out of the coma that is ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:33 pm
Eight decided that talking to the Jack of Clubs would be nice once in a while. "I will take the paperwork to the Jack, Miss Ace. I'll tell him of my petition to be your student too, just in case he forgot."
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