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 Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:21 pm
Rose didn't stop, "I...wont......it....it....it....w-w-w-wont...help....i.....i.f.....I...d-don't....do...any..thing........." she rested her head down, "Y....you...sti...stil...need...to...get...your...arm...checked.....or....you'll....bleed....to..d-d-death...."
((Sorry It's so cool but I've g2g!))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:23 pm
Letting out a soft exclamation of both rage and nervousness, Sami began to pace back and forth in front of the door.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:28 pm
((*Bubba only merely grunts as the corks bounce off him. he then picks mayhem up, with ease, wipes all the corks away with his foot, then sets her down. then he walks away without saying a word.* Um... yeah... o_O XD))
For some strange reason, Bubba gets the mental immage of being pummeled with a continuous waterfall of wine corks. He did feel like having a nice glass of wine, though... it was too bad the nano machines took all the alcohol out of his blood before he could even get drunk.
Bubba shrugged it off, then went into the testing room to play for a few hours or so. His nano machines were kicking back in, chasing away all nausea and exhaustion quickly and efficiently.
((I guess this is the end of this day for Bubba. Now the only active character until the timeskip for me is Beans....))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:32 pm
((*blinks* Uh... thank you Bubba?))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:32 pm
((Too bad Anthony can't call him until Rose passes out XD ))
"I know. We have our own mafia doctors. Thanks for your concern, I'll be alright" Anthony said and smiled at Rose. His arm really was bothering him. He hoped she would just hurry up and pass out.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:33 pm
((*Rose passes out*
YAY! ON WITH THE RP!))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:34 pm
((Seriously, you're the mod. And since it IS a drug, she's not really in a position to say when she passes out or not... you have all the authority to do that.))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:36 pm
((Alright, hope sereniy understands :3 ))
After Rose passed out, Anthony had two men take her out of the chair. He then left the room.
"Ok Sami! Let's go!" he said.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:54 pm
((now I'm the one waiting. XD))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:54 pm
Sami pouted at him.
"It's about time! Goodness!" Then she grinned and bounced after him, pausing long enough to pick up her gun and slide it into the waistband of her pants. "So where are we going? And what's going to happen to the cop?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:59 pm
((Bubba will eat teh cop! Mwahahaha!!! *hack cough* haha.... ha....))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:00 pm
"We're going to drop her off at her place" Anthony said, "but first..."
He called Beans.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:05 pm
Ordinarily, at a time like this, Beans would have ignored his cell phone. But he had different ringers set for different people - and Anthony, a fellow cop, might be calling about something important.
Beans flipped open his phone and pressed the "receive" button.
"Anthony? It's late... what's wrong?" He asked, somewhat groggy. They had been to the airport to collect what remained of the... belongings. They were now almost home, both ready for a long, dreamless sleep.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:07 pm
"You alright? You sound a bit upset" Anthony said. He was actually concerned.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:09 pm
Beans sighed. "My... most of my family just... well.... they were flying in for my birthday... and you should have seen the news. I-" Beans choked up a little. He cleared his throat as he pulled into the driveway. "But why are you calling," he changed the subject. Surely not just a friendly chat at after two in the morning?
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