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 Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:02 pm
"Oh ok..." He sank back into the couch, checking on his cut every now and then waiting until he could take his potion.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:06 pm
"But I'll figure it out," she said firmly. "I still thing electricity...in controlled doese," she added quickly. "Could be an option."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:11 pm
"I don't want to be electrocuted... there's more pleasant ways to die..." He changed his bandage again and curled up more on the couch. He was tired and didn't want to talk about 'cures' anymore... he just wanted to sleep... after he took his potion of course..
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:17 pm
"I wouldn't let you die..." she muttered. "Just a little something to remind your body it has a job to do."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:21 pm
He chuckled softly "What if it puts my body into shock and forces it to shutdown instead?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:25 pm
"Then I'll keep shocking it until it wakes back up."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:27 pm
"I already said I wouldn't let you die," she said flatly. "That means you're not going to die."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:31 pm
"Hmm.. ok. If you do decide to though could you tell me first?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:35 pm
He blinked "To kill me of course.. I assume at some point I'll reach wounded animal stage and need to be 'put down'.. so to speak.." He checked the cut again.. almost... but not quite time for the potion. He had to make sure not to get blood on the couch like last time. Chev almost had a heart attack.... wasn't his fault he fell asleep before he could take his potion. All the bleeding was tiring...
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:38 pm
"You are lucky you're in such a delicate state or I'd be forced to slap you," she growled. "Putting you down is not an option for your condition."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:42 pm
"Ok..." Easily agreeing with her.. since agreeing meant less talking... and less talking meant he could sleep. He rested his head against the cushion and closed his eyes.. sleep was sounding VERY good right about now...
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:46 pm
"How is your cut?" she asked eying him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:47 pm
"Mmm... s'ok..." Not even moving to look at it
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