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 Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:02 pm
Dow in Dark's lab a small tussle with Destroyer and Dark has broken out.
"But I want to!!" Dark shouts sounding like he's pouting.
The Rhyperior roars and charges at Dark. Dark catches the Rhyperior, lifts him up, and tosses him aside. He then rushes to the computer.
"Aha! I made it!" He then begins to look through a bunch of files.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:02 pm
"Yay!" Sammy said, jumping up. "That's two for two!" she grinned, then got the ice pack Jack had had earlier. "You might want this," she guessed, handing it to him. She, herself, was worn out a bit. Luckily, no blows to her arm had been made. She would've been out in a minute, if there had been.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:05 pm
"I don't think that fight was fa- AHHHH!!!" he screamed in pain. "I think my ba- my back is broken!" He told Sammy, before trying to crawl to the couch to pick himself up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:07 pm
Sammy wasn't going to mention her arm, just out of respect. "Here. Now lemme take a look at ya," she ordered, putting the ice on his back. She then started examining his back, although she wasn't a nurse.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:11 pm
Jack whimpered. He hadn't experienced pain like this since he had fallen two stories when his powers gave out. (Oh yeah I forgot that he's psyich xD )
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:14 pm
"Dang, I shouldn't have beaten ya up so bad," she sighed, looking him over. "I'm no proffessional, but I know that if your back was completely broken you would be paralyzed, so... Well, maybe I'm wrong... I dunno..." she sighed embarassedly, scratching the back of her head.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:16 pm
Jack crawled onto the couch and laid with his back towards the cusions. "I deserve this...." He muttered.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:18 pm
"Why?" Sammy asked, turning her head to the side. She got up, walking towards the kitchen. "Coffee?" she asked.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:19 pm
Jack shook his head. "No thanks. And...well I can't tell you why. I've done a lot of bad things to people in my life. I guess this is karma."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:21 pm
"Don't worry; so have I. Remember my suicidal stage?" she snickered, remembering how guilty she felt. It was as if she was a new person now.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:22 pm
"No weapons, no robots, no science experiments.... Just garbage about the future and alternate energy sources.... I don't think that guy was me." Dark spins around in the chair to see behind him.
"Maybe you finally smartened up in the future?"
"... Nah. I'm still not sure that guy was me. Although a lot of the things he wrote did seem to match where my life was going."
Dark gets up out of the chair and stands up straight.
"Maybe Sammy's right and I do need to mature a bit."
"Well if you hadn't have flipped we might have gotten more information on your clone."
Dark sighs, he hates the truth.
"I feel like going somewhere, wanna come?" He asks his Pokemon.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:22 pm
"Yeah. I certainly didn't help you at all in that...." Jack said, a small tear rolling down his cheek. He turned his face into the pillow, hopping Sammy didn't see.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:24 pm
Sammy rolled her head from side to side, as if that was a happy memory. "Haha, I can't believe I went down that road~" she then looked at Jack. "You okay?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:25 pm
Jack just waved her away. "I'm good, I'm fine. I'm a tough guy..." He muttered into the pillow.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2009 3:27 pm
Sammy shrugged. "Okay. If your back is hurting you that much, you should go to the doctor," she stated, standing up a bit. She picked the blue orb back up, holding it tight. She wasn't going to let go, for fear that it might drop and break and she wouldn't see Mr. Bangira ever again.
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