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Post by Jon Osterman on Sept 19, 2010 1:21:34 GMT -5
The events of New Years' planned, Jon returned Adrian to his home in New York, although he did not accompany him. There would have been little point.
Adrien was in a silk robe that hadn't been pulled closed, peering in a sad frowny sleepy way at Adrian's note. He gasped and stumbled backwards upon seeing Adrian appear.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 1:27:17 GMT -5
"...hello," said Adrian.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 1:28:25 GMT -5
"Adrian - was that - where were you where did you come from - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 1:47:13 GMT -5
"I had a short trip to handle-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 1:52:52 GMT -5
" - was that Dr. Manhattan transporting you - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 1:54:33 GMT -5
"Yes. Never you mind it."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 1:55:23 GMT -5
"But he hasn't been on earth for - Adrian! Get him to come back, that might end the war!"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 1:57:03 GMT -5
"It's not worth trying to reason with him," Adrian sighed bitterly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 1:58:13 GMT -5
"But doesn't he care about us at all," asked Adrien, running to put his hands in Adrian's hurriedly, tears beginning to splash his cheeks.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 2:01:28 GMT -5
"No," Adrian muttered. "He doesn't..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 2:02:18 GMT -5
"Oh God I'm terrified, hold onto me - "
Quivering, he pressed into him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 2:07:58 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry, Adrien, I tried-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 2:08:50 GMT -5
He cried weakly into Adrian's chest.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 2:17:53 GMT -5
"I'm sorry-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 2:19:53 GMT -5
"Do you think the world's ending?"
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