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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:06:54 GMT -5
Richard looked at her and tilted his head subtly toward Quasimodo, looking both awkward and a bit sorry for him.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 19:07:43 GMT -5
*Quasi was back to shifting awkwardly.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:08:23 GMT -5
Richard looked at him, unsure of how to react.
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 19:10:14 GMT -5
"Maybe we should go," *she said quietly to Richard.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:12:14 GMT -5
"No, it's alright-"
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 19:13:12 GMT -5
"The bells are a little loud for someone not used to being up here..."
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 19:19:20 GMT -5
"Well, at least wait til you've seen the view," *Pina said, flitting over toward the window stubbornly. She would dispel the awkward. Somehow.*
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 19:20:32 GMT -5
*Quasi shuffled over almost dutifully. He'd seen the view so many times...*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:20:38 GMT -5
Richard followed her, suddenly feeling a bit as though limping in front of Quasimodo was a bit of a joke. Some people had real problems.
As he looked downward, he thought he felt his last meal trying to come back, and he swallowed. Hard.
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 19:22:48 GMT -5
"Isn't it gorgeous?" *she asked, pretending she didn't notice how ill Richard looked. This visit was going very badly indeed.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:24:10 GMT -5
"It's..."
He put a hand on Quasimodo's shoulder to steady himself.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jun 18, 2008 19:24:45 GMT -5
*Quasi saw, of course, that Richard limped a little bit. And then, he saw the back problems.*
*His heart sank ever lower in his stomach, and he looked as if he'd just been kicked in the gut. He must be truly repulsive...*
*He felt Richard's hand on his shoulder and immediately flinched and withdrew himself, assuming he was in the way.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:27:04 GMT -5
"I think I'm going to be sick-" Richard blurted, and he dashed from the window to search for something to vomit into.
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Post by Pina on Jun 18, 2008 19:28:49 GMT -5
*Pina put her face in her hands and groaned, not moving from the window.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2008 19:33:29 GMT -5
Failing to find anything, Richard was forced to run to the front colonnade and vomit over the side, where it fell and hit a passing Boothspawn walking below.
As his vision cleared, he saw just how high up he was all over again and actually fell back to the floor, panting.
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