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 Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:06 am
*she started to sing. it was a song in Latin..Pie Jesu..a requim by Andrew Lloyd Webber*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:07 am
"You make me sick sometimes, Faust," Mephistophiles said affectionately.
"Shut up," Faust said through gritted teeth. "It's taking everything I have not to vomit and pass out... damn, this is a difficult surgery to perform, let alone perform and go through at the same time."
"Want me to hold something?" Mephistophiles asked.
"Sure... but be careful, it's my heart..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:08 am
*netsubo got up and started to walk around....she knew she shouldnt be, but she was a bit worried about faust..she walked back towards the alley*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:15 am
"In thirty seconds, I'm going into cardiac arrest," Faust said, almost not believing his words. "Please be prepared to defibrilate me if necessary."
"Do I LOOK like defibrilator paddles?" Mephistophiles asked incredulously.
"No..." Faust said, his eyes rolling up into his head briefly. "Just... shock me, OK? If I start to die? And for God's.... ach, sorry, I mean Satan's.... sake, pick up Eliza!"
"Living first," Mephistophiles replied, gathering as much electricity as he could into his free palm.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:16 am
*netsubo felt even more evil engery than when she had ran out gathered in the alley. she stopped short of the entrance and didnt move*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:46 am
"Oh, someone's here..." Mephistophiles said. "Is that your girl?"
"I can't see..." Faust said. "What does she look like...?"
"Hey, hon!" Mephistophiles waved.
"Don't let me die!" Faust whispered. "I need you right now... this is the part I can't do by myself..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:47 am
*netsubo thought that she had heard a voice, but pushed that thought away...she wasnt sure if faust was even still here or not*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:53 am
"Hey, Sugar! We're over here!" Mephistophiles called.
"Don't get her to come over," Faust pleaded. "I look as bad as Takeshi..."
"Worse, actually, because you're in pain," mephistophiles said in a matter-of-fact voice.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:54 am
*this time she heard the voice. she looked down the alley, but couldnt really see them..gathering up her curage, she walked down the alley and stopped when she got close enough to make out their outlines*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 11:09 am
"Relax, babe. I'm impersonating a doctor," Mephistophiles said, as Faust went into cardiac arrest. "Stand back... I gotta get some defibrilation going..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 11:11 am
*thinks*whats.....defibrilation?"*she handnt been going to school much lately and fang was mad enough with her about that...she looked at faust lying on the ground and wondered who the other guy was..and why he kept calling her babe and sugar and the like...*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 11:23 am
"Yeah... he's pretty much in need of medical attention. I've got to shock him back to life. Sort of the Frankenstein version of Necromancy," Mephistophiles said, delivering a powerful electric punch to Faust's replaced heart.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 6:38 pm
*netsubo backed up a bit, ready to run again*"w-what happened?...when he was fighting takeshi....he...changed....into a completely different person....."*she was quiet and scared*
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 7:03 pm
"Not a different person... you just saw a different side of him, is all," Mephistophiles explained. "OK, good, looks like his heart's beating again, at least..." he started to stitch up Faust's chest.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 7:07 pm
*netsubo had never seen a surgery before*"how do you know what you're doing? doesnt this alley bother you?"
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