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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 5:59 pm
Darius made a vague salute at them as they left, and before closing the door, called out to them, "See you later, and also, please don't enter this room for a while. There's probably gonna be gross stuff in here."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:03 pm
Danny walked down the hallway and came out moments later he was slightly worried his urien was blood red but he'd ignore it he'd done so before and survived "Alright Imogen for helping em its time I helped you." Danny looked over to Darious "I'd like to see what you mean but alright fine, Anywho I'd like to help witht he move too unless you got a couch thats what Rex here is for."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:19 pm
I M O G E N + P E N E L O P E + C U S T E R  Imogen glared threateningly up at Rex. "Not unless you want more stitches." she warned. Hearing Darius's parting words, Imogen rolled her eyes. "Darius! How many times do I have to tell you that that is what the back room is for! The nurses don't need to see anything you have in mind." she yelled in exasperation.
When Danny approached them, his worried look didn't go passed Imogen. Pursing her lips together, she decided to question him later and out of earshot of others. At his offer, Imogen shook her head knowing the injuries the both of them suffered and were trying to push aside as nothing."Men." she grumbled to herself. Shaking her head at Danny's offer, Imogen told him the same thing she told Rex. "Unless you guys want to be stuck in the infirmary for the next month with no quest then I suggest you take it easy for now." she finished and made her way out to the porch.
  ((Next post should be on the porch.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:22 pm
Darius poked his head out of the door excitedly, "Quest? Is there a quest happening soon?! Also, I'm good at stitches, I can help!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:30 pm
Darius realized they had gone, and closed the door.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:33 pm
((The roleplaying moved to the Porch. It's a forum itself like the infirmary and Mr. D's office.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:35 pm
Danny poked his head through the door and called out to Darious "Yeah we got a quest I'll see what I can do about you but," Danny coughed a little before continuing "We could use some Med supplies."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:36 pm
((I've already posted at the Porch. Someone else reply.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 12:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 1:30 pm
In a matter of minutes, Darius rushed through the door of the infirmary. "Yes! Ma'am!" He said seriously and quickly to Imogen, obviously appearing out of breath, "What is the emergency?" He asked urgently, looking down at Danny.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:23 pm
Danny dug into his pocket and pulled out his tongue and showed it to Darious. Danny held a demonic grin on his face. Danny opened his mouth and pointed to the stub of what had once been his tongue.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:34 pm
Darius covered his face with his hand in exasperation, "Good gods boy... how did you manage to do that...." He pulled a large jar filled with alcohol out of his pack, and looked down sheepishly at the tongue, "Oh dear... how long has that been detached? It may be too late to use that tongue..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 5:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:29 pm
"Oh dear..." Muttered Darius, looking down at Imogen worriedly, "She always was a little too connected too her work..." He turned towards Danny and conjured a medical syringe from out of his sleeve, "Alright, you're going to need a lot of stitches, so I'd imagine you will want some local anesthetic? Shake your head if you disagree with anything..."
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