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 Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:52 pm
*Rose walks up to the mansion slowly. Deciding to see if Donal is in again. A small backpack attached to her back as she makes her way there.*
*she hears the laughter but isn't sure if she's imagining it or not so ignores it. she starts to lightly cough and pauses. She goes into a fit of coughs, as if she hacking up a lung.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:53 pm
*emerges from the lab with a frown on her face and papers in hand*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:56 pm
*Almost falling asleep, he doesn't distinguish between the distant laughter and the not so distant coughing*
Uhm... Someone should have said that woman that too much laughing lead to choking...
*Slowly begins to open his eyes*. No, wait... that came from some other place...
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:58 pm
*she pulls out a kleanex from her back pocket and whips her mouth as she nears the door.*
*she knocks at the door as she glances at the kleanex, scowling at it as she notices blood.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:02 pm
*Stands up and stretches. Noise from upstairs catches his attention but as he's about the check it out there's a knocking on the door*
*Heads for the entrance, rubing his eyes and fixing his jacket. Stops at the little monitor nearby to check on the camera and sees it's Rose. Quickly moves to open the door*
Evening.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:06 pm
*she shoves the kleanex into her back pocket and nods to Donald.* Evening.
*she gives a slight shrug, trying to keep her tough girl image. though it would be hard sense she's rather pasty and seems like she could fall over at any moment.* Would now be good for the tests?
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:09 pm
Of course Rose. Of course... come inside please... You're shaking.
*Rushes to her side and warily puts an arm around her, not knowing how will she react*. Come, let me help you.
*Heads back in*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:13 pm
*She blinks as she's rushed inside of the mansion before she could react to his afermitive response. She stiffens slightly as he ussers her into the mansion and scowls slightly.* I'm not going to kill you, Donald.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:18 pm
*Smiles* I know Rose... maybe I'm just being too careful.
Standard procedure with patients that present hallucinations. Hard to anticipate reactions.
*Careful leads her to the nearest couch*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:23 pm
*She lets him lead her to the couch and sits down rather quickly. still scowling a little.* oh...
*a corner of her mouth turns upwards as she returns his smile.*
Because they might see them as part of the hallucination?
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:27 pm
... or completely confuse them with the hallucination.
In moments like these. I wouldn't want to be in Wonder Girl shoes... literally. *Winks and gives her a reassuring smile*.
Now wait me a second. I heard someone upstairs... Must be Janet or Greer. Maybe she can gives us a little help.
*Quickly runs to the stairs and yells*. SOMEONE THERE ?.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:29 pm
BETTY !.
Hey, you think I can borrow you a minute ?.
I'll need some help down here.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:31 pm
Sure
*comes down the stairs*
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:33 pm
*she snickers lightly and Shakes her head in amusement. She pulls off her pack and shifts on the couch as Betty and Donald yell at each other. she shifts her legs beneath her. She looks down at the couch as if lost in thought.*
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