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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:15 am
Happy 810th page!!!
((The only place out of New York I remember was.. Liberty Island? And Central Park. I walked all up and down that city, as much as one could do in a single day. G'night all.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:15 am
((Night Prince. And fatal.)) "Sh-" Trist cut herself off before she could complete the curse, however much she felt it adequate. She didn't think it helped and it was immature anyhow. She was beginning to wish that lady had never stopped by. "That would probably be wise," Trist said, but inwardly her thoughts were racing. How would she get Claire to the police station but still act as though London had saved her? She could ask Claire to get a taxi, but that didn't seem to be the safest method after certain events.
Then again, she could just suck it up and take Claire herself. After all, what was a little disobedience between an NYCPD chief and his subordinants?
She'd still take a cab though. Trist was a bit uncertain that Claire would enjoy another motorcycle ride.
Then a brilliant idea hit her with its simplicity. The young cop didn't necessarily have to go in with her, did she? Once Claire walked through those double doors, she was safe.
"I'll take her," Trist said aloud. "And don't repay me. Well, on second thought, don't touch that card. Have a nurse throw it away or something, just don't touch it." I might be paranoid, but it's one less defect to wonder about, she thought.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:19 am
Sometimes, when I'm sitting in my bedroom...
All ALONE... in the DARK...
I sometimes look up at the stars and wish I was them.
All ALONE... but in plain SIGHT...
But then I think of something...
.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.((Good night you two.)) Sami sighed. "So." She looked over at Tony. Then she gave him a soft smile. "Feeling better?"  .x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.
It's really strange, I think...
When they're up there...
They're all ALONE. In the DARK. But everyone can SEE them...
It's strange when I look up at them...
Because they kinda remind me of YOU.
"Look at the stars. Look at how they shine for you."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:25 am
Beans and Claire both gave different yet similar expressions of slight puzzlement in response to Trist's nature. She was decidedly trying to hide something, although Beans may have been the only one who came to that particular conclusion.
Claire returned her gaze to Beans and shook her head. 'No.' But Beans' resolve was impenetrably hard. His eyebrows fell and his jaw locked into an authoritative expression. "Yes, Claire," he said with a steeled voice, "you go the police station. It isn't safe enough for you here. They'll take care of you there. You can trust the chief. And Iris," he added, mentioning Claire's used-to-be best friend. They'd drifted apart recently, but they were still fast friends as far as Beans knew. Claire knew that she had been planning to invite Iris over to help plan the marriage, which was going to be exciting for both of them. Little did Claire know that she might end up helping Iris prepare for her marriage at the same time, if events turned out properly.
But for the meantime, Claire--after a few moments' worth of stubborn defiance--yielded and stood to follow Trist out. Before she went, though, she told Beans, in no uncertainty: "I love you. Live, you big bulls eye , or else."
Beans could only smile at an inside joke the two of them shared.
((OK. Now goodnight.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 9:32 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:59 pm
((So... Laura's going to get sent to kill them? ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 1:19 pm
"What?" Trist asked, innocently in response to their expressions.
Instead of waiting for an answer, she stepped outside with Claire following close behind. She pulled out a cell phone and dialed for a cab, getting the reply that a cab nearby would stop outside the hospital soon.
A torrent of thoughts and instincts tugged faintly, but they felt like background noise. Everyone said "I love you" when they were leaving someone they really did love, right? Especially after events that just taught them how fragile life could be. But sometimes people could feel something, could sense something was going to happen. Call it a sixth sense, but she'd seen it plenty of times. Her mom used to tell her about their patients in the hospital right before they operated. Sometimes they could feel they were going to die and they'd tell the nurse beforehand. Either they stopped the operation, or the doctor was arrogant enough to continue and the patient really did die.
She just hoped that didn't even remotely relate to the tone--imagined or not--in Claire's voice when she left Beans.
Paranoia paranoia, go haunt someone else today, she thought tiredly. While waiting for the taxi, she bought two hot dogs and two water bottles from a hot dog stand, handing one set to Claire. "Might as well eat while we wait," she explained, sitting down on the curb and scanning traffic for their ride.((Just going quickly so we don't spend post after post just getting out of the hospital. Let me know if that wasn't the plan.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 4:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 7:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:12 pm
"Thank you," Claire said idly as she took the hotdog, but did not eat immediately.
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Jasmine was nowhere to be found. If Vincent was still in bed, then she would happen to pop into his room. If he wasn't, then she would leave without saying hello.
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Beans sighed and laid back in his fluffy, downy pillow, once Claire and Trist had left. He told the next available nurse to throw away the card, to both of their bewilderment.
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Alfone was busy flipping through a magazine of vacation places, even though he couldn't hope to ever afford one. He was not busy, either, and was just waiting for someone to come and get him. He did not suppose that he would be welcome to just resume Mafia duties immediately upon his return.
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Bubba was testing out his prosthetic foot. It felt fine, although he would need to take time to become used to the unbalancing feeling of being ungrounded on one foot.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:15 pm
Vincent noticed on his epic limp to Beans's room, tjhat Clair was back. He sighed to him self and hobbled back to his room. Not much of a point to mess wth the happy couple, might as well let them be. Vincent sighed as he walked into his current medical room.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:19 pm
"I see you aren't invulnerable to bullets," Jasmine's voice rang out behind Vincent. There were no nurses nearby, and Jasmine would disappear in a flash if Vincent called for anyone. "I'll remember that next time we happen to be shooting at each other. Maybe it's all in the mind."
She was leaning in the doorway to his room, smirking at the injured man who was in a hospital-gown and nothing else, as they often did to their patients. "I'm sorry, Vincent... that you lived."
((gtg.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:21 pm
Vincent sighed, "Yeah sorry about that. I'll try better next time." he layed down on the bed, which isn't the smartest idea in a medical gowned, and said, "You shook me, light me on fire, and yet I keep coming back for more."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:22 pm
[[ I'm scared, and lost. So-
Don't mind me, I'll just.. uhh. Read, some stuff. Till I get it. O_O ]]
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:23 pm
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