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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 6:56 pm
"Iris? Is that you? It's Claire - Beans' wife - er, fiance. I'm worried about Beans... I wanted to ask you if you could possibly talk to him, and see if he's okay? Some of his family died yesterday; I'm worried that he's taking it too hard. Iris? You there?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 6:58 pm
((if you want, but zfatal has returned))
A nurse came in. "Do you need anything?" she asked. "Yes, I wanted to know if we were getting dispatched today" Anthony replied.
"Well I'll have to check with the doctor. I'll be a moment" the nurse said and left to go find the doctor.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 6:59 pm
Iris was blown away and her mind went blank. A few seconds went by before her brain gave her a kick start, "Oh yes Claire...I'm here...ummm, I'll...talk to him. Do you know where he is, or is he out?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:00 pm
"One doesn't stay in a house they light on fire."
Tiffany said calmly- hinting at sarcasm too. She slowly wheeled in the bike as she spoke.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:04 pm
What do you know - Beans walked in, sitting down at his 'desk.' He had to wait for Rose to call or return or something - not much else he could do until then.
"Um... I have no idea... but he should be running by the office sometime or another. Do you need his phone number?" Claire continued. She didn't know Iris very well - only from what Beans told her, and most likely vice versa, as well.
An inaudible crack occurred, in a back room, out of earshot of the single person in Tiffany's shop.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:04 pm
Angel sighed and poked her in the head, "And you didn't think of calling me or sending word you were doing this?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:05 pm
Iris shooked her head and replied on the phone, "It's ok Claire, he's here. I'll go talk to him ok? Good bye." she sounded appethedic.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:08 pm
The nurse came back. "Well the doctor says you two should stay for at least a few more hours...maybe even a couple of days" she said.
Anthony shot his head up. The pain in his arm came back. "ow...a couple of days?!!" he exclaimed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:09 pm
Rose narrowed her eyes, "Tell the doctor I'm fine and need to be discharged."
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:11 pm
"No Mom." Tiffany shifted her weight to one leg, and crossed her arms. She sighed, and stopped wheeling the bike. "I was a tad preoccupied. Ah- ******** I scratched it." tiffany let out a whimper as she ran a finger along a scratch caused by her getaway.
Ace waited for the kettle. It didn't seem to be heating up.. Oh. Ace saw the flaw in his plan, and plugged it in.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:13 pm
Angel examined the bike and then looked at Tiffany, "I didn't even get the bike yet and it's already scratched? You must really hate me..." Then he took a few steps back and smiled, "Even with the scratch....it's a beautiful bike."
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:15 pm
"I'm sorry, but I don't think that would be possible" the nurse said and walked out.
When she left Anthony whispered "I wonder if they're keeping us here to watch us".
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:16 pm
Rose sighed, "We could always leave on our own...what are they going to do, keep us here?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:19 pm
Tiffany's smile deflated. She smirked however, with contemplation. "Would you prefer I was scratched instead of the bike?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:19 pm
"Probably" Anthony said, but got up.
He staggered to the doorway, still full of drugs. "Can I have a doctor in here?" he called into the hallway.
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