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 Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 6:06 pm
((Since I see Mooshc is on, for role play's sake (and my own, since I'm kinda bored), I'm initiating a mini time-skip. Spy's all healed up, resting in one of the beds, since he's still tired and all that. Oomizu was probably put in a bed too, because she was passing out during the battle.
EDIT:
Or she goes offline and this post was totally pointless...
I'd delete it, but it starts off a page, so that would mess things up. Just ignore this, unless Mushy gets back online sooner rather than later.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 6:59 pm
((It's fine by me. Oomizu probably would be passed out by now, and it's not like you can say for sure she didn't get hurt herself. xd ))
Oomizu slowly opened her eyes and looked around. Oh joy, she was in a hospital room. That must mean she had fallen asleep and any and all wounds Oomizu had gotten over the past few weeks or so had been healed. She sat up on her bed and stretched while yawning loudly. Spy was in the next bed in the room. She swung her legs over the edge of her bed and propped her elbow on her knee and rested her chin in the palm of her head. "Looks like the healing was a success... Now then, I need a bath, change clothes, check on Francis, and it probably wouldn't hurt to make sure they haven't hurt that blue spy since him getting hurt would hurt Francis... I also need to find Maverick so he knows I'm alright..."
((May be my only post, depending on if mom remembers the 1 hour rule...))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 7:18 pm
((Well, if it works, it works. Spy's asleep (for now), and Medic's in his room.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 7:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 8:37 pm
((Sorry, I was online, but I was online on my cellphone cause I was on a road trip from one city in my state to the other ^^; And like hell I'm writing anything but texts with my cellphone.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 8:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 8:43 pm
((Pssst, can Francis see Spy now? Cause like hell he's going to listen to Arthur))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 8:47 pm
Maverick woke up. he looked around his room and sighed. was he that tired? he should find Oomizu and make sure she was alright
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 9:27 pm
((Francis can totally go visit Spy now.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 9:50 pm
Francis had, of course, completely and totally ignored Arthur and anything he had to say about him staying back and being in bed. He would do that later. But right now, he was feeling better. Much better in fact. He went to where Spy's room was, how he knew, he really didn't know the exact logistics, but he could feel it. The memory of the pain still clear in his mind, but it was just that, a memory. Even despite his body shaking from it as he went to the door. He knocked a little before opening it a small crack, looking inside, seeing the man on the bed as he waited to see, to judge if Spy was awake or if he should give him peace.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 9:51 pm
((is natasha with heavy? in the wake up scene? ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 9:56 pm
((Natasha is looking for Heavy))
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 10:01 pm
Spy had never been a light sleeper, and recent events didn't help this. The fact he slept through Oomizu talking to herself was a testament to how exhausted he had been. When Francis arrived, however, he had gotten enough rest for the sound the door made to wake him up. The first thing he noticed was the thin sheet and the similar smell, which caused him to sit up; a bit too quickly than he probably should have. It caused him to be dizzy for a moment, but it wasn't much and he quickly recovered. "France?" he questioned, using the nickname he had come up with. An uncreative one, but it had amused him, and it stuck. He hadn't thought this would be his first visitor.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 10:07 pm
Arthur was pissed. Ignored flat out, he wasn't impressed. Not in the least. He stood there for a moment. If thats the way you want it, then so be it. See if I care if you collapse or something.. He thought. He wanted to be alone. "Matthew, I want to be alone." He said quietly. Matthew didn't move, he hadn't heard him. "Matthew. I want to be alone." He said again.
"Eh?"
"Get out!" He said louder this time.
Matthew's eyes widened as he heard Arthur and immedaitely left the room. The door closing behind him as he exitted. Sighing heavily, he slowly made his way out of the building. A walk was in order, he decided. Hands in his pockets as he continued on. What crawled up Arthur's a**?
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 10:09 pm
Heavy walked around the halls. he was bored and really had nothing better to do. he had already cleaned his gun out and had a great meal... now he wondered where Natasha was at.
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