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 Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:54 pm
Emma arched an eyebrow at the Doctor's rather...primitive methods, taking a few steps into the guest room. The feeling of being buried alive was still with her, and she reached out her senses, searching for something alive, something that grew.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:00 pm
Question tossed Chris on to a couch before sitting down himself. "So, I'd ask you what you were doing in my facility, but after the incident at the tavern I'm just glad people are talking to me." He started to notice how uneasy Emma was. "Something wrong?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:00 pm
 [I'm not a bad person...]♠ Chris picked himself up off the couch. The old two-by-four, huh? He rubbed his head. Damn that Doctor. "Was that really necessary?" he asked him, but quickly returned to quietude. He would rather simply listen to what these two had to say...  ♠ [...I just have bad luck.]
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:04 pm
"Nothing at all.", she lied. Her senses were hard pressed to find a living thing aside from the Doctor and herself. No blade of grass, no animal, nothing within her range. She shivered faintly, and not from the chill of the room itself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:06 pm
Question thought for a few seconds, and then went out the entrance. After a few minutes, he returned with a potted plant. Putting it down on the bar counter, he took several steps back. "Helps the atmosphere of this place, don't it?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:11 pm
[I'm not a bad person...]♠ Chris squinted at the potted plant. It seemed that the Doctor had brought it in because Emma was acting uncomfortably... but it could serve another purpose. Still, it was best not to be overly paranoid. He kicked back on the couch, listened closely, and made himself intensely aware of his surroundings... no more surprise two-by-four attacks, to say the least. ♠ [...I just have bad luck.]
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:16 pm
She took a breath, watching as the plant seemed to move in response to her, putting out new buds moments after her magic touched it. "Indeed it does." The enchantress could breathe again.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:18 pm
Question stared at the plant for what seemed like an eternity. "...Okay... So, what are you two doing in my facility?" He walked over to Chris. "And take that ridiculous mask off."
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:24 pm
[I'm not a bad person...]♠ Chris raised his arm as Dr. Question approached, as if to block a blow. "Fine," he said sourly," I'll take off the mask..." Chris took off the disguise to reveal... another mask. Go figure. "Emma first," he said, referring to the explanations. He wanted to see what he could learn through their exchange... ♠ [...I just have bad luck.]
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:29 pm
"Assuaging my curiosity." The plant continued to put out buds, each one growing as she spoke, flowers in the making.
"And you, Swordsman?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:38 pm
[I'm not a bad person...]♠ Chris looked around. "Me?" He asked. It was still a bit too early for him to start tipping his own hand. "Something similar to that, I suppose," he said laconically. "You might call it an investigation." He nodded. "But you might not." He waved his hand. "At any rate, if you have your own questions for the Doctor, Emma, I suggest you ask them first." ♠ [...I just have bad luck.]
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:43 pm
"What's to be investigating? I have a factory building weapons of war, a science lab working on stem cell research, a prototype time machine and dimensional gateway that are off limits, and more than enough satellite imagery to keep an eye on Remus." Question yawned. "I'm gonna go work on the time machine. Don't break anything." Question left the guest room and walked down a hallway.
(g'nite)
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:55 pm
Emma sighed as the Doctor left the room, glancing over at the plant. It had decided to become a rosebush, putting forth blood-red flowers streaked with royal purple.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 12:38 am
"Ooh, what a grand room we have here," heart Raven said in awe, stepping into the Guest Room of Dr. Question's Bunker. It was big, comfortable looking, and had anything that anyone would want or need all tucked into this room. The vampiress had been scoping for a place to rest for a while, though not many places had tickled her fancy. This luxurious room however, did indeed catch her attention.
"Welcome," droned a voice of a robot, offering her a seat nearby. Raven however, found a seat of her own, in a corner on a big soft couch. When Raven sat on it, it nearly enveloped her, it was nearly a bed.
"I could get used to this," Raven sighed contently relaxing on the couch, and putting her feet up on the foot rest.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 9:44 pm
[I'm not a bad person...]♠ Chris had discreetly left after the Doctor. Looks like he'd have to come back around later if he wanted to get the answers he was looking for... ♠ [...I just have bad luck.]
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