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 Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:40 pm
"Be an interestin' experiment, eh?" His lips twisted into a grin as he buttoned his shirt up, leaving himself looking almost human, save for the discoloration of his limbs and cheaks and strange hands.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:45 pm
"Maybe," she said, watching him carefully. "But not worth the risk. We haven't tested it on the lab animals yet."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:48 pm
His eye twitched, priorities swinging as that old desperate feeling came bubbling back up, "I volinteer willin'ly!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:49 pm
"Well, uh... I'll pass that along. Its not solely my decision. I would have to take Moreai and Duvert. But, really, I think you're life would be much better without 'em. Once you're out, we couldn't get more. Too risky to have those kind of drugs traffic'd here"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:51 pm
"Please..." He took a step towards her, "I know where it is! I'll tell y'if y'jes' get 'em fer me! I'll behave, I swear!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:55 pm
Aubrey frowned, concern and pity filling her eyes as she saw the 360 in his personality. It made her sad to thing that someone so opionated and ... spunky as himself truned into a such a sniveling whiner when his drugs were mentioned. Before she really realized what she was doing, he reached out and touched his shoulder. "Listen to yourself. You don't need them."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:58 pm
His hands balled into fists, his face going red as it trembled and hardened, "It aint none o' yer business!!" He snarled.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:01 pm
Aubrey sneered. This guy was making her emotions spin in every direction. "It IS my business, Mr. Woodrow. You're too valuable to us to just let you waste away!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:09 pm
He drew in a deep, hissing breath between his teeth, trying to relax his hands, "Somethin'... anythin'... jes'... something, then." He was past the bad part, he thought. Tough it out. Tough it out. But *damn it all*, it was like she was taunting him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:14 pm
"What can I do to help you, Mr. Woodrow." Aubrey took a step towards him this time. "Seriously... I want to help you anyway I can."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:29 pm
"I don' KNOW!" He snapped, anger bubbling up again. "Jes'... gimme' *somethin*! I'm down, I'm real down an' I'm *tired*, Doc."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:34 pm
Aubrey pinched the brigde of her nose. "Pot.. I can get you pot.. really, would that help? At all? Its relexing, isn't it??"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:35 pm
His eyes darted to the still open closet door and back again, brain ticking, "Morphine... y'go' morphine, righ'? Yer a doctor..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:37 pm
Aubrey bit her lip. "Thats... addictive, Woodrow. You'd be trading one crutch for another!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 10:40 pm
He gave a groan, rocking back to rub his temple in a frustrated manner.
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