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Post by Belladonna on Dec 22, 2006 17:32:16 GMT -5
((How is Bella supposed to figure out what's going on?))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 17:44:04 GMT -5
((Remember when you just KNEW where the meds were? Yea...something like that. Or...just go in search of Syd and just find her there and ask her where he is and then she can explain.))
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Post by Death on Dec 22, 2006 18:14:50 GMT -5
*A cold wind pressed against Sydney’s back as Death appeared behind her*
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 18:23:23 GMT -5
Sydney immediate stopped and turned with her Beretta still in her hands. She was breathing heavily due to the surprise and was shaking.
After a moment, she lowered her gun, turned back around, ejected the magazine and started to reload it.
"What do want?" She asked flatly, trying to ignore the growing lump in her throat.
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Post by Death on Dec 22, 2006 18:26:13 GMT -5
“I have come for I must speak to you about Christian. I know that you are in pain. You no doubt still have plans for him.”
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 18:31:49 GMT -5
Without warning, she swung around and hit him, hard, across the face with her gun.
"Really?" she hissed, shaking due to rage. "And what plans would they be?"
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Post by Death on Dec 22, 2006 18:35:57 GMT -5
*Death grasped her hand in his skeletal grip and looked coldly into her eyes.*
“You do not begin to understand the suffering you will go though for this choice. For if you, or anyone else, should attempt to help Christian regain his memories that have been lost, the bargain will be forfeit and I will claim him immediately and without mercy. He chose this path, and now he must walk it. Alone.”
*Impassionate rage smoldered in his eye-sockets, and added flatly*
“Do you understand?”
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Post by Christian on Dec 22, 2006 18:37:49 GMT -5
((Uh-oh. ;D))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 18:44:47 GMT -5
Sydney glared at him for a long while. "I'm not an idiot; I figured that out a long time ago," she spat, narrowing her eyes.
Syd violently pulled her arm away and clenched her jaw. "I've been through worse," she bit out harshly.
Tears stung her eyes and sobs choked her. Not wanting to show the weak side of her to him, she turned away. Syd bit her lip and took a deep breathing, regaining her composure.
"Where is he?" she asked in a calmer tone that was more of a plea.
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Post by Death on Dec 22, 2006 18:49:39 GMT -5
"His location is no longer your concern. He will find his way. Perhaps even back to you. Only time will tell."
*Death tilted his head and added snidely*
"Besides, if you a clever enough to not need my warnings and strong enough to have survived more than this, there is nothing more I can offer you."
*His last words echoed in the field as a cold gust returned and Death vanished.*
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 18:58:51 GMT -5
Sydney pushed aside her 9mm Beretta and took out her .45 Glock, a gun she rarely used due to it's excessive recoil. But, at the moment, she needed it.
She aimed at the tree and started to shoot rapidly again... She had to find him. She had to!
Once out of rounds, she slammed her gun on the table and quickly exited the place to contact her...contact.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 22, 2006 19:51:35 GMT -5
((I'm going to go angst in a corner now with the Emo Elmo.))
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Post by Diana on Dec 22, 2006 19:52:38 GMT -5
((Go angst in the foyer and Syd'll spot you.))
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 22, 2006 19:59:19 GMT -5
((*hugs Emo Elmo and eats some chocolate before pushing Bella into the foyer*))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 22, 2006 20:05:00 GMT -5
((*Cracks up* Bella has chocolate...Syd has vodka. Or should I have her go to an absinthe bar? *thinks*))
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