Max
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Post by Max on Sept 4, 2008 21:29:57 GMT -5
When Max woke up he couldn't believe his eyes, he was laying in the middle of a very unfamiliar place. His first thoughts moved quickly away as he tried to stand and more or less succeed, for a moment before promptly falling down again.
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 4, 2008 21:33:09 GMT -5
*Adrienne rolled her eyes. Would she ever get some quiet?*
"Will the parade of disruptive individuals never end?" *She asked, to nobody in particular, slamming her book shut in frustration.*
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Max
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Post by Max on Sept 4, 2008 21:34:26 GMT -5
Max looked up at the sudden emergence of a young woman dressed in some wicked strange clothes. He blinked hard, and then harder and then tried to speak "H-help?"
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 4, 2008 21:36:58 GMT -5
*God be praised her English was good, she thought to herself, setting the book down and going to stand by him, setting her hands on the flare of her hips. She sighed in some kind of frustration before extending a small, pale hand to help him up.*
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Max
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Post by Max on Sept 4, 2008 21:38:32 GMT -5
Max took the hand gently and pulled himself up, trying not to pull her down in the process.
"Thanks babe" he said holding on to a nearby pillar for stability "can you tell me where I am?"
((He's just got time travel shock that's all))
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 4, 2008 21:40:56 GMT -5
((She's used to craziness and crack; it's all good.))
"The opera Garnier, Paris, Ile-de-France, France, Earth..." *She responded a little impatiently, but altogether wanting to help... if only because if she helped him and he left, it meant quiet.*
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Max
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Post by Max on Sept 4, 2008 21:44:36 GMT -5
"F-F-France?!" He shouted "Are you serious? How the hell did I end up in France?!"
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 5, 2008 13:04:23 GMT -5
"Well, for whatever reason, some higher force has decided to pull you from wherever you were into the vortex that evidently seems to open up around this foyer." *She said, perfectly serious. She had colleagues looking into it.*
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Max
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Post by Max on Sept 5, 2008 15:47:05 GMT -5
Max stared at her "Are you stoned?"
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 5, 2008 16:28:30 GMT -5
*She rolled her eyes impatiently.*
"No, actually, I don't believe in use of contraband substances. And how the hell else am I supposed to explain why you're in France, if you weren't in France before?"
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Post by Queen Lilith on Sept 5, 2008 16:39:50 GMT -5
Max made a ppbbbhh sound and put one of his hands on his head "This, this is too much, I was in New York five minutes ago! Shit," he exhaled and try to make sense of it all.
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 5, 2008 16:44:42 GMT -5
"I assume you'd be interested to know that it's 18--." *She said flatly.*
((She's actually kind of used to this kind of shiznit, because she works in like the Hogwarts of the 'verse.))
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Max
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Post by Max on Sept 5, 2008 16:52:32 GMT -5
((Ahhhh))
Max's eyes crossed "Okay then I must be stoned, that's the only explination for this, I took some bad LSD or something."
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Post by Adrienne on Sept 5, 2008 16:54:32 GMT -5
"Oh I assure you you're quite actually here." *She said tersely.* "As much of a nuisance as it's going to be, I'm going to have to ask if you'll let some of my colleagues talk to you. For research."
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Post by Max on Sept 5, 2008 17:00:31 GMT -5
"Research?" He balanced himself "Look lady, I feel like I've just been pulled through a tiny hole bit by bit and then put back together again all the while eating mushrooms and drinking a fifth of vodka and you're telling me I'm in 18-- France and you want me to talk to your buddies for research."
He leaned against the pillar "Do I got it right?"
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