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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:53 pm
His eyes widened again and his nostrils flaired, "I din' say tha'! Y'din' hear me sayin' tha'! I din' bring tha' up!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:55 pm
Aubrey chewed on her bottom lip. "Look, I'm a doctor, okay. I know what I'm seeing here. Its okay, you're not going to get in trouble. We just want to help you.."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:57 pm
"Li' hell y'do! Yer gonna'... gonna'... make an a** of me! Only literal-like!" He backed away from her now, his eyes wild and manic and bloodshot.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:02 pm
"No no, I don't think donkey is what Moreau had in mind with you," she mumbled under her breath. "Look, Mr. Wooddard... you're not going to get your drugs back, okay. At least... not the kind I think yu're missing." SHe felt so odd she was about to say the next sentence. "We have plenty of, ah... marajuana if that might help?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:06 pm
At that, his face went red, "Offerin' me morphine when I need speed! Apples an' oranges, lass! Wha d'yemean I aint gettin' them back??" He seemed horrified, his hand to his chest as though gripping his heart.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:08 pm
Aubrey winced. "We use it for medicinal purposes. You need to get off that stuff, Mr. Wooddard. Its for your health."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:09 pm
"WOODROW!" He shreiked, unable to hold it in any longer, "ME NAME IS FECKIN' WOODROW!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:14 pm
Aubrey squeaked out an "im sorry" but was honestly rather thankful. Now she knew his real name incase she needed to activate the sleep command.
"But please... let us help you. You need to get off that stuff. Now please, if you come back with me I'm sure we can find some way to calm you down and get you past this."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:20 pm
"It's all her fault! She knew abou' it! She's bitter 'cause... cause I'm human an' she's go' tha' hairy a**! So she... she ha' tha' other one rob me!" He babbled, shaking his head as he continued to back away, clinging to the Jeep still for support.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:23 pm
Aubrey shook her head. "Mr. Woodrow you're not making any sense. Can't you see you need to calm down and get some help?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:35 pm
He seemed unable to be reasoned with, too far lost in his coke starved mind, "Y'say y'want t'help me bu' ye'll help th'wrong thing!" He snapped, "This aint Reality Television!" His sences were realing, part of him knowing that he wasn't making sence, but the part of his mind that controlled his mouth seemed preoccupied with the rally that was going on in central control, begging for a work bonus or threatening to go on strike.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:38 pm
"Look, you're just...going through withdrawel. Its going to hell, allright, but you have to get past it. Once its over, it'll be over for good. But right now you just gotta stick through it.."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:44 pm
"Ye don' have a clue wha' yer talkin' abou' do ye??" He moaned, "T'hell wit' this whole feckin' island!!" He spat, throwing his hands up to wobble away, nearly falling when the world took a lurch.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:46 pm
Aubrey bit down on her lip, not knowing what else to do. "It will get better in the end?" she tried to offer, knowing how silly she probably sounded.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:54 pm
"Apparently no' if I'm gonna turn into an animal at th'end o' it all!!"
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