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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:07 PM | Message # 51 |
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| I looked back at her.
Cutting the line. Arrogant little-
I stopped myself there. It just occurred to me. She would obviously be going with us. Did she need tests? NOOOOO! She's QUALIFIED! She probably has been scheming with the head of this place.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:09 PM | Message # 52 |
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| Cole:
I ate quietly, and in silence.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:14 PM | Message # 53 |
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| I looked back down at my plate and thought.
I might be going out in -300 degree weather. Could anything else survive out there?
Evolution is tricky. We knew that the freeze was coming. The animals must have too. The cats did, a pregnant adult slipped into the city once, and from her came the cat population, currently caped at 500. Naru was one of them.
She meowed at me, and i gave her a morsel of food, she seemed to like it.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 54 |
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| Cole:
I sighed and looked at her.
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| Sunkern | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 55 |
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I sigh, chewing the food.
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:22 PM | Message # 56 |
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| (Duck...don't make up stuff...they saved animals, and no one survives out there but the brain-dead mutants. They don't know anything about the outside and that's why they're going out, but nobody knows why they're really there yet, they think this is just another experiment, they don't know what the team is for)
Ever decided against going to her room and found an empty table. She popped open the bag and removed the syringe of nutrients to be injected.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:23 PM | Message # 57 |
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| Cole:
I got up, and moved to her table, just because I don't like her doesn't mean she should sit alone. Besides, I don't even know her.
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| Sunkern | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:23 PM | Message # 58 |
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I keep my eyes on her, cringing as i see the shots.
Eric.
Eric!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:24 PM | Message # 59 |
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Oh, that's brilliant. SYRINGES instead of food. You have a jaw for a reason.
Back to my thoughts. I don't know what's out there...We're here to find out. I MUST be part of the final 9. I must be str-
Naru meowed again, breaking my chain of thought. I smiled, and put her on my lap. She started to purr.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:28 PM | Message # 60 |
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| Ever looked up at the boy who moved to her table but remained silent. She held her arm out and slid the needle in and injected the nutrients into my blood stream.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:29 PM | Message # 61 |
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| Cole:
I winced, and looked at her. "I'm Cole...what's your name?" get to know her.
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| Sunkern | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:30 PM | Message # 62 |
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I swallow my food rougly, trying not to spit it up.
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:31 PM | Message # 63 |
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| I'm the only one in the room with a pet. I find this strange.
I only met Naru a short while ago...I loved her to pieces, i silently suspected that she was in it for the food. I didn't mind.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:36 PM | Message # 64 |
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| Ever looked at him as she removed the needle and discarded it. Her eyes flickered with electricity as she viewed his profile quickly. The lists disappeared and she looked him up and down. "I am Ever." She said.
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| Sunkern | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:37 PM | Message # 65 |
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I sigh, throwing it away, and going off to my room.
Eric.
Eric!
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| DepressedDuck | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:38 PM | Message # 66 |
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| I looked over at the conversation curiously.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 67 |
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| Cole:
I smiled, and said "Nice to meet you. What do you do here?"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:46 PM | Message # 68 |
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| Ever looked at him for a few seconds. "I judge you to see if you're good for what we need you for."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:47 PM | Message # 69 |
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| (Third personing this because it seems to make sence )
Cole just sighed, the girl sounding kind of cold. "Sounds like you have a lot of fun"
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:48 PM | Message # 70 |
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| (Rawr...what did you guys do NOW without me? *grumble* time to read back.)
It's time.
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| Sunkern | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:49 PM | Message # 71 |
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Eric.
Eric!
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:54 PM | Message # 72 |
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| (I'm going off. I'm pissed off at the world about everything right now. I don't want to put my anger here.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:55 PM | Message # 73 |
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Ever looked at him and smiled. "I do."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 18.April.12, 9:56 PM | Message # 74 |
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Cole:
I sighed and said "Well, Ever..." I looked away. "Is there like...any place I can practice my shooting?"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:03 PM | Message # 75 |
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| Ever
"In a few weeks," I said, rising.
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