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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 19:14:50 GMT -5
***LATER***
*Death manifested from the shadow of the room.*
"Doctor, forgive this intrusion, but I have matter to speak with you of. It is of most dire importance."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Oct 21, 2007 20:14:38 GMT -5
*Crane looked up at him. He blinked, then regained his composure*
"I always knew working around toxic chemicals was bad for my health..."
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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 20:18:18 GMT -5
*Death looked at him warily.*
"I am sorry that I could not soften the manner of introduction, sir. But she needs you."
*He glanced around the room briefly.*
"I know that your studies are of the mind, but you were trained in basic medicine first, right? You will need a bag. If you do not have one ready, I will wait while you prepare one."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Oct 21, 2007 20:22:37 GMT -5
"Sylvia."
*His eyes flashed*
"What happened? Where is she?"
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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 20:25:15 GMT -5
*Death lifted his chin, giving the air of someone that was not here to answer questions.*
"The bag, doctor. Now. He couldn't take her life, but infection still might. I need you to come and help her."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Oct 21, 2007 20:26:54 GMT -5
*Without a word, Crane grabbed his things and pulled on his jacket*
"Lead me to her."
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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 20:28:16 GMT -5
*Death stretched out his hand to Crane.*
"This way will be fastest, but might be...unpleasant. Just keep your eyes shut."
*He looked to him expectantly.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Oct 21, 2007 20:39:47 GMT -5
*Crane looked at Death warily*
"How can I trust you?"
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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 20:44:58 GMT -5
*Death sighed and kept his arm outstretched.*
"You can't. But if I was here for you...you would already be dead. I have no reason for charades. And to be honest...that's not the most sterile of environments she's in. We best not be wasting her time."
*He flexed his fingers.*
"Isn't she worth one leap of faith?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Oct 21, 2007 20:48:01 GMT -5
*Crane said nothing, but took hold of Death's hand*
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Post by Death on Oct 21, 2007 20:57:53 GMT -5
*Death's grip was firm and he wrapped his other arm around the man like a shroud. The two of them promptly melted into an inky puddle.*
((To Thatchers.))
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Post by Death on Nov 25, 2007 19:52:10 GMT -5
***MUCH LATER***
*Death manifested, stepping from the shadows.*
"It...is done."
*He lifted his chin as if restraining himself.*
"You may take her home now, if you are ready. It would be best if doesn't wake in my home. She's likely to be...a bit disoriented."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Nov 25, 2007 20:07:00 GMT -5
*Crane started at the sight*
I wish he wouldn't do that. It's mildly nerve-wracking.
"She's in the same place?"
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Post by Death on Nov 25, 2007 20:09:32 GMT -5
*Death looked at him, speaking matter-of-factly.*
"Of course she is? I can have her taken elsewhere if you'd like. I just didn't know what would be best."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Nov 25, 2007 20:17:20 GMT -5
*Crane reached for his coat*
"Take me to her."
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