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 Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:24 pm
"Yeah. Where's Soho?" He asked gruffly. He looked up at the doctors with no fear, although images of horror movies and bad B-rated porn flicks danced in his head all at once. "And hell, the others while I'm at it. Especially that little b*****d I killed."
He wanted to be sure Casca was dead. ******** dreams...
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:31 pm
"She's right over there," said Beckham, indicating a direction past Silva.
It was a hospital room, small and very dull and drab. The walls were a medium warm grey, illuminated by dim lights. Silva was sitting on a half-sized (for a human) stretcher covered in soft white material. To his right were the doctors, beyond them a doorway leading into a hall. The wall in the direction of his feet held faintly lit panels displaying something similar to X-rays but the image clarity was too fine.
To his left were more of the stunted stretchers, and on each of them a feien gently resting.
"Funny," said Hartley, drawing Silva's attention, "it talks, but I just don't care what it's saying."
"Dr. Hartley!" said Beckham, exasperated. "Don't you have something else you can be doing?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:36 pm
"Funny, I was thinking the same ******** thing." Silva drawled. He snorted and dismissed the humans as unimportant, looking over at Soho's half stretcher. But he paused, looking up at them. "We can leave now, right?" He asked, fully intending on grabbing his girl and brother and leaving as soon as he could. Er... if he could get home from where they were...
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:44 pm
"We'll be ready to release you and your friends in a few hours," said Beckham quickly, cutting off Hartley before he had a chance to reply. "We just want to run a few more tests to make sure the toxins are completely out of your systems."
"And Dr. Beckham just likes seeing you naked. Of course, you little fay people don't wear any clothes in the first place..."
Beckham continued on as if Hartley had not spoken. "Feel free to relax. Someone from transport will be along to escort you and everyone else back to Gaia soon." Beckham smiled, as if smiling made everything better.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:50 pm
Silva just looked at Hartley, a hint of a laugh entering his eyes, one that didn't touch his lips. "Think I could get a piece of wood for a toothpick while I wait?" He asked. "And maybe a beer and some porn magazines? If you're getting off looking at naked feiens I might as well return the favor."
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