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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:13 pm
*Kal unbuttons his shirt obediently, not paying attention to the STAR employees, but to Clark's shallow breathing and Linda's mumbled words. For the time being he was a helpless observer, able to hear everything but do nothing.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:14 pm
*At the hospital..... *
He's lost alot of blood.......
Get me some plasma and keep the defibulator ready.....
Prep Him for surgery, if we ont get the blood loss under contro/ he isnt going to make it....
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:15 pm
Bigby suddenly stands up, growling...
For Christ's sake....
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:16 pm
*Spider puts his hand on his gun and motions to Wade.* Bigby? Talk to me. What's wrong?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:17 pm
-Wade gets up and sits in one of the boothes.-
So, well what to do now?
-Sees Spider's motion and places his hands to his sides, reaching in to some pockets for shurikens.-
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:18 pm
*Kal tenses, stopping at the last button.*
Sir?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:18 pm
Wade T. Wilson -Wade gets up and sits in one of the boothes.-
So, well what to do now?
-Sees Spider's motion and places his hands to his sides, reaching in to some pockets for shurikens.- Be ready Wade. For anything.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:19 pm
We're being ******** with. Isn't it obvious? Instantaneous poisoning? Guy runs in shot? Possible Kryptonian contagion? All at once? Someone thinks this is bloody hilarious.
Bigby pats Linda on the shoulder, and walks away.
If you'll excuse me, I have to go talk with a devil about an angel.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:19 pm
Spider_Jerusalem Wade T. Wilson -Wade gets up and sits in one of the boothes.-
So, well what to do now?
-Sees Spider's motion and places his hands to his sides, reaching in to some pockets for shurikens.- Be ready Wade. For anything.
-takes out the skuirkens and also one of his katanas.-
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:21 pm
Bigby Wolf We're being ******** with. Isn't it obvious? Instantaneous poisoning? Guy runs in shot? Possible Kryptonian contagion? All at once? Someone thinks this is bloody hilarious. Bigby pats Linda on the shoulder, and walks away.If you'll excuse me, I have to go talk with a devil about an angel.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:21 pm
*Relaxes his hand.*
I think this one is outside our abilities Wade. I don't know about you, but I don't feel up to knocking on the Devil's door with an uzi.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:21 pm
*jason enters through the front oor and slips on the spilt in the entryway, he hurries into the crowded to see what he missed*
what happened here? im gone for a couple of days and it becomes a warzone here......
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:22 pm
Bigby Wolf You have to believe the killer will be brought to justice. And you have to believe that life will go on. * Linda looks over at Bigby and smile weakly* " Wen u talk lik dat u remind meh of Wally"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:22 pm
Spider_Jerusalem *Relaxes his hand.* I think this one is outside our abilities Wade. I don't know about you, but I don't feel up to knocking on the Devil's door with an uzi.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 5:23 pm
Just the usual, murder, meyhem, and Russian vodka.
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