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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 10:48 pm
Although he was startled, in his drugged state, there was a delay befor Billy's reaction to being dragged. His ink spluttered and squirted, more than a leak enough to spray, but too weak to go too far as he tried to tug on the appendage anxiously.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 10:59 pm
Even a weak spritz of ink was enough to startle Sid into doing something stupid and impulsive... like shove Billy's head back with his other hand. As soon as reason caught up and reminded him he was hurting an already very damaged person, he let go.
With both hands freed, he immediately used his t-shirt to wipe his face off. It was black to begin with, anyway.
"You're too much, man," he said, suddenly sounding tired. He made no move to get up, despite that.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:03 pm
Face still dripping with black liquid staining his front as his machine buzzed once more, his head lolled and he settled down again. His tentacles spread out amongst his wheels and the table legs, his expression shifting from subdued shock to an intense sort of sorrow. "Bloody... feckin'.... go' damn... " his voice wavered andbroke, and he lifted a tentacle tip to his temple, head bowed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:05 pm
The sounds of the machine kicking in were getting to be familiar, yet Sid winced once again. That one was definitely his ********, I'm sorry."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:07 pm
He was weeping once again as he lowered his limbs limp down to the floor, his skin looking paler and drier by the minute. "Yer righ'," He finally slurred.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:09 pm
"I... What?" Sid was taken off guard by that. The weeping... that just made him uncomfortable.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:16 pm
"Yer righ' no one likes me," His shoulders shook, "People bloody.... shootin' a' me... t'reatenin' t'... cut me up an' t'row me out... turnin'... turnin' me into octopusesesees... ********'... wit' me bloody head... aint go'... ain' go' no one..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:20 pm
Sid leaned back in his chair. "I'm still here, aren't I?"
Patting Billy after that little outburst seemed wrong. With any luck the sedatives would make it easier to forget.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:23 pm
"Y'know... wha' I miss? Most... most o' all?" He mumbled, blood-shot eyes twitching to look Sid up and down. He knew the man, he was hard to forget, but he always felt like he was looking at him for the first time when he started paying attention. He seemed captivated by the wobble of Sid's lower jaw.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:24 pm
Billy's drugged staring was enough to make Sid self conscious. He rubbed his jaw. "What?"
Of course, there was no stopping it from wagging oddly when he talked.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:28 pm
"Feckin' blow, brother..." He shook his head miserably, looking about ready to cry over that as though it were his sister ripped from his arms and drowned in a river in front of him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:32 pm
"I can relate to that..." Sid said, nodding along. It had been so long he'd forgotten what it was like, unfortunately. That made him a little sad, but it only last until he remembered he had plenty of other things to abuse. He'd always have beer, until the day his liver was good and pickled... unless the changes could fix that, too. That thought actually cheered him, so he broke even emotionally.
"You wanna try eating something now? I'll take you back to the lake after."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:34 pm
"Jes'... some water..." Billy mumbled, stairing past Sid now into a far off place with bouxom red-heads and sexy lab assistants wrestling in jello.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:38 pm
Sid sighed. "Alright, fair enough."
He got up and hobbled back to the line to grab a few bottles. Once he sat back down at the table he pushed the plate of sushi toward Billy. "Just try the..." He peered at the assortment. "You know, I have no ********' idea what half of that stuff is."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 11:39 pm
"... Fish?" Billy smiled slightly, reaching for the waterbottle but missed.
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