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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2007 10:37:29 GMT -5
"No," *she said softly, looking down.* "I certainly didn't."
*She burrowed into his shoulder.*
"Thanks for coming with me."
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Post by Rochester on Aug 27, 2007 10:44:46 GMT -5
*Rochester laughed gently and stroked her hair.*
"Darling, that's what I pride myself on. But I also know that it's important for me to watch after you out of bed too."
*He smiled and looked down at her.*
"I will always do whatever I can to defend you."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2007 11:58:45 GMT -5
*She snorted in laughter despite herself. Rochester did make her feel better.*
"I hope I can return the favor, one day."
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Post by Rochester on Aug 27, 2007 12:06:40 GMT -5
*Rochester grinned and kissed her affectionately. Holding his lips close to hers, he whispered softly.*
"I'm more than agreeable. Anytime you'd like."
*Resting his head back against the carriage, he pulled her close.*
"Get some rest. It'll do you a world of good."
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Post by Kris on Aug 27, 2007 13:05:51 GMT -5
*She snuggled gratefully into him, welcoming the comfort she didn't feel she quite deserved. For now she knew, and now she was deceiving him. She had nothing to say, however, and passed the ride attempting to calm her mind.*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 5, 2007 10:45:12 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
*Holmes shoved the Moriarty-bot in front of him, under the impression that someone here would know what to do with the thing.*
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Post by Brandi on Nov 5, 2007 11:26:49 GMT -5
*Brandi had snuck out of her room while Cry-Baby napped quietly in his chair by the bed. He had been so vigilant. It made her smile. But she worried about Kris. Was she even around the Opera? She had made her way through the infirmary's halls when she saw the men. She stopped abruptly, taking in the sight of them. The color dropped from her face when she saw the man wounds and the lack of blood. It made her miss Kris all the more and her jaw set in resolve. She pulled the robe tighter around her and stepped forward.*
"Excuse me, sirs, but might I be of assistance?"
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Post by Mother on Nov 5, 2007 11:29:40 GMT -5
*Not Moriarty automatically tried to hide the wound in his arm, although the one in his shoulder he could do nothing about. His expression was equals part dismay and uncertainty.*
"Nothing can help me. Nothing in Paris."
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Post by Brandi on Nov 5, 2007 11:33:09 GMT -5
"Come now, sir..."
*Brandi offered her hand out to him.*
"I will see you tended to. Fear not."
*Her eyes were gentle, but resolved.*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 5, 2007 11:34:45 GMT -5
*Holmes stepped between them.*
"Have a care, miss," *he said. He knew she knew--it was obvious from her demeanor that she was not surprised by such a wound.* "It is dangerous. But tell me; where have you seen something like this before?"
*He fixed his grey eyes on hers.*
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Post by Mother on Nov 5, 2007 11:39:03 GMT -5
*Not Moriarty simply shook his head, although he seemed to scrutinize her very carefully.*
"Parameters have been altered."
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Post by Brandi on Nov 5, 2007 11:42:21 GMT -5
Wow...he really is kinda hot. Must be the "smart, intense and yet cut off from society by the sheer magnitude of his brain" thing.
*Brandi pursed her lips for a moment. She didn't want to tell him about Kris or the sueauthor thing. After all, she didn't expect him to be as understanding as Cry-Baby was.*
"Sir, do you think a woman to be incapable of such knowledge?"
*She shifted her weight onto one hip, wincing slightly at the stitches in her abdomen.*
"You brought him here, I can only assume you what to see him looked after. Do you want help with it or not?"
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 5, 2007 11:50:56 GMT -5
*He sighed.*
"I did not mean to question your authority in such matters; merely to gather information. You clearly know something. I wish to."
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Post by Brandi on Nov 5, 2007 12:03:01 GMT -5
*Brandi shrugged and tried to usher them towards a more private corner of the infirmary to talk.*
"I'm sure you know enough about the situation to know that a doctor isn't going to be much good for him."
*She gestured to several chairs close by.*
"It'll take me a bit to assess what sort of situation we're dealing with, if you're agreeable."
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Post by Mother on Nov 5, 2007 12:09:12 GMT -5
*Not Moriarty sat down without any preamble*
"Something is amiss which cannot be seen. There is a defect in my system."
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