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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 12:18 pm
"Timing." he replied coolly. "Without delivery and correct timing even art can be called garbage. Find a time you know Han will be at his most vulnerable and attack. Then be sure to call me so Ethan can overhear it."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 12:24 pm
"But Lock is never vulnerable," said Ellery, tapping his chin with his finger. "Even after sex, he's up and hopping. I suppose we could wait until he and Ethan have a fight, but that might take weeks!" Sighing he ran a hand through his hair and pursed his lips. "And that's not added to the time we'll have to spend, pretending to be in love with each other."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:34 pm
Fredrich sweatdropped. "I didn't need to know that." he sighed before looking at him. "Han is vulnerable when he and Ethan argue, right? All we need to do is wait for them to fight." He looked back to the wall across from him. "Shouldn't be too long from now, in all honesty."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:42 pm
"Not with the mood he's in," sighed the man, taking a piece of string from his pocket and tying his hair back. For a minute, he almost looked like the picture from the laptop. "Lock would rather die than upset Ethan now. He only wants to spend the next few weeks being with him, and loving him. This could take forever."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:46 pm
"Hmm." Fredrich closed his eyes in thought. "I've heard of shape-shifters around this area. Perhaps if you know of any...?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:56 pm
He sighed, then shook his head. "Not really. The only person I know who can even remotely shape-shift hates me with a fiery passion and adores Lock and Ethan as a couple. I think she even wrote a small fanfiction piece about them." Shuddering at the memory of the graphic story, he adjusted the cuff of the borrowed shirt and sighed. "I'm far too hungry to think."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:05 pm
"Go eat." the detective said. "You can have some of my food or go to a restaurant. You said so yourself, I need my rest, and I'm sure visiting hours will come to a close soon."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:17 pm
"I never eat anything I don't cook myself, so I haven't eaten since I left Korea." The songwriter sighed and stood, stretching his arms high over his head. "You wouldn't happen to know anyone who'll let me borrow their kitchen, do you?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:35 pm
"Just rent a luxury hotel room and use those kitchens." Fredrich said lightly. "Or maybe use Han's. Surely you thought this part through?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:39 pm
Ellery shook his head and sighed. "Lock would never let me near that dorm, and I can't afford another hotel room. I didn't think I would stay this long without finding my way into a kitchen. This just puts all my training to waste." The songwriter pushed his hair from his face and pursed his lips in thought. "You're sure you don't know anyone?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 11:53 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ Strangely, though, Lock drove out carefully and somewhat haphazardly. He paused at stop signs, slowed at yellow lights, and even met the speed limit! It was as if there was something on his mind, and he couldn't even focus on how to drive like normal. Finally, they arrived at the hospital and Lock stopped in the familiar spot. "We're here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 12:15 am
Ethan stayed still for a moment, expecting Lock to grin wickedly and slam his foot down on the gas pedal. Much to his surprise, nothing happened. He drove... normally! Something was definitely wrong. Stepping out of the car, Ethan winced at the change in gravity and pressed the napkin against his bleeding nose. Ugh, it still hurt from his fall. Maybe it was broken? Seeing as though his nose was bleeding, he was wobbly, and they were in a hospital, a group of nurses immediately assumed that he was horribly injured and rushed over to him. "Huh? Wh-What? Hey! No, let me go!" It was like fighting off a horde of zombies. The nurses were relentless, slapping away at his hands and trying to observe his nose very closely. They murmured medical terms to each other, which was more like an alien language to him, then they all heaved him onto a hospital bed. "What?! No! I'm fine! Promise!" Ethan yelled and still struggled. Having had enough of his tantrum, one of the nurses struck him with a needle. The brunette winced and let out a squeak, before he could yell at them the medicine took affect and dulled his senses. "Ohh..." he murmured and began relaxing as the nurses strolled away. "Ahh.... Goodbye!" he laughed lazily and waved goodbye to Lock and Niji as he was carried away.
"Ah, it's good to finally be able to move." Fredrich murmured to himself as he pulled on his white tang top. His arm still hurt with sharp movements, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. He slid his white button-up on and fully buttoned it then finally completed his attire by pulling his long black coat on. A comforting sigh escaped him as the cloth rested against his skin. It felt so much better than the thin hospital gowns. Fredrich smiled and tightened his gloves. Despite the bandages hidden beneath the layers of clothes, he was still his intimidatingly handsome detective self. "Finally, I think I'll go home and cook some decent food." he mumbled to himself and opened the door of his room just in time to see a rather loopy high school boy get wheeled down the hallway. Fredrich blinked at the sight. That boy looked so much like Ethan. He shook his head. He must be going crazy. Or he was excited. Excited that his and Ellery's plan could finally lead that unlucky brunette to his welcoming arms. A sigh of content left the detective's mouth as he allowed himself a moment to daydream.
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 12:33 am
Sighing and lifting Niji from the car, Lock followed the cart closely. "Come along, Niji. We'd better stay with him and make sure he doesn't get surgery for something stupid."
Meanwhile, Ellery approached Fredrich's hospital room, looking skinnier and more exhausted than usual. "Detective, we have a situation," he said, thrusting his hands into his pockets and stepping back enough to leave him room to walk. "And it's far more important than the missing teacher."
Awesome nerd ... I'm not that good a writer today...
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 1:32 pm
Niji Han
"those ladies are kinda weird...." niji murmured, clinging to Lock more then usual since most people in lab coats scared her. glancing around for a moment, the kitten grinned as she spotted Ellery. "nii-san? why's Ellie here?" she asked, looking up at her brother with wide eyes. {translation:}
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Pure T0rture Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 6:35 pm
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