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 Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:25 pm
The ambulance arrived, and a team of paramedics leapt out with a stretcher.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:28 pm
She quickly hid the crystal as they burst in.the bones and other messes were semi-concealed beneath towels. She wondered what had taken them so long to get there.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:30 pm
"Dear God!" one of them cried. "What happened here?"
((I'll be one, you can be the other. rolleyes ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:37 pm
((okies! ^^ ))
The other one looked around with a slightly less shocked expression,"Looks like a hit...Did someone want him out of the way?"He asked, giving Netsubo a glare.
She shook her head,"No, No hits were ordered,besides, he's still alive."
((mind if i actually push netsubo's age up a bit? i want her back to her normal age from other rps XDD ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:58 pm
((Go for it!))
"A hit?" the other paramedic asked. "Hardly... it looks like he did this to himself..." he looked at Netsubo. "Hey, you! How long have you been here with him?" he started to take the unconscious man's pulse.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:01 pm
((k ^^ She's 18 then! ))
"Long enough..."
The parametic looked at her,"You SAW him doing this to himself and didn't bother to try to stop him!?"
"I never said that..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 7:04 am
"What's wrong with this picture?" Steve the Paramedic asked sarcastically. "And how did you stop the bleeding?" he asked. "You don't lose both legs and clot this quickly!" He touched Faust's forehead. "s**t... blankets, we need blankets.... any history of mental illness?" he asked wearily. "And, what relation are you to the victim?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 10:21 am
"I'm just a friend..And I don't know what his medical history is..."
The other parametic went to go find whatever blankets were availible. He draped them over Faust,"That doesn't explain what happened to stop the bleeding!"
"The blood just stoped..."She was blank. No emotion shoed on her whatsoever.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:22 pm
"Right...." Steve grumbled, "Blood doesn't just stop. Joe, you'd better grab some of the bones and things... we'll want to analyze those. Whose apartment is this?" he asked Netsubo.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:25 pm
"It's mine...and you can't take those bones!"She said, finally getting some emotion.
Joe ignored her,"Right...I'm on it.."He started to pick up the body items.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 11:27 am
"Can anyone spell 'psych ward'?" Steve asked, rolling his eyes. "Christ... it's your apartment? What was he doing here, and why were you letting him do this to himself? And, where did he get those instruments? Better grab those, as well..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 3:08 pm
these guys were beginning to piss her off. She drew herself up and gave them a death glare,"Are you familiar with the saying around here that those who want to keep alive keep questions to themselves?"
Joe glared back,"Are you familiar with the saying that people who don't answer our questions talk to the police?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 5:48 pm
"That's who we're calling, right after we get this basket case to the hospital..." Steve said, getting Faust and what remained of his left leg onto the stretcher. "s**t... do a drug test, I want to know if he was tripping on something... we obviosuly can't trust this woman, to tell us..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 5:56 pm
Joe took some of Faust's blood and started the test,"s**t! This guys on a whole shitload of morphine!"
Netsubo was on her feet. She was ready to attack them if they tried anything,"The police won't be much help,I'm afraid..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 6:15 pm
Faust stirred. "Damn it... damn it, go away! I'm busy... Eliza needs help, her legs are..."
"Do you know who you are?" Steve asked loudly.
"Yes... I'm Hans, and I... I'm in a lot of pain..."
"You're in a lot of trouble; you're going to the hospital, and then the mental institution, and then probably jail!"
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