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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 21, 2008 23:48:31 GMT -5
"No, I can't-"
She tried to stop her opium-induced confessions, but it was harder than she'd expected.
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 22, 2008 9:47:10 GMT -5
"Can't what? Has something happened to you?"
He tried to think of all the times she'd left the laboratory, but his sense of time was hazy and off-kilter from being shut indoors for so long.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 22, 2008 16:26:05 GMT -5
"No, it's all my fault...but you have to know-"
She looked up at him in tears.
"So many nights...I can't go on hiding like this! A man I once knew, he learned about what you'd been doing-"
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2008 11:11:19 GMT -5
One wouldn't have thought it possible for him to be paler, and yet, at the news he'd gone pale nonetheless.
"Who?" He asked weakly, his imagination conjuring up a legion of policemen.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2008 12:59:22 GMT -5
"A man I knew...back when I worked at the club."
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 26, 2008 13:25:20 GMT -5
He furrowed his brow, thinking back on the things she'd told him about the club.
"The..."
He wracked his overwrought brain.
"...Emcee?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 26, 2008 14:12:34 GMT -5
She nodded, not wanting to continue.
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 29, 2008 16:13:55 GMT -5
"But surely he can't cause too much trouble." His mind was working quickly. Would this person take a bribe to keep quiet?
"What could he want?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 29, 2008 23:45:17 GMT -5
Mira turned away from him, trying not to break down entirely.
"Please forgive me, I didn't want to, he said you'd go to jail or they'd hang you..."
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 10:46:41 GMT -5
There was something there, in the tone of her voice...
He stiffened.
"You...didn't want...what?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 10:49:05 GMT -5
Mira was silent for a moment.
"He- didn't want money."
Don't make me say it, please don't...
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 11:09:16 GMT -5
He hunched his shoulders, as though trying to ward off a blow.
"I...I see."
Very slowly, as though one wrong step would send him tumbling to the floor, he walked over to the lab table and gripped the edge.
"And if you say no, he ruins everything."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 11:28:46 GMT -5
"I d-didn't want anything to happen to you...I'm so sorry!"
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 11:50:36 GMT -5
"He would dare...would DARE force you in a position like that..." He ground out. His grip on the table edge was so hard that his knuckles were white.
His gaze returned to Mira.
"No more. I won't allow it, I won't!"
He glanced back at the table, his eyes sweeping over the various vials, his mind working fast. A solution...something...
In a flash, he grabbed what he'd been working on earlier.
"Nobody lays a hand on you..."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 30, 2008 12:05:32 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, there was no good to come of my telling you..."
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