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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 8, 2009 14:57:00 GMT -5
"But this...this has to be fixed first..."
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 8, 2009 22:04:07 GMT -5
He shivered.
"I don't know how."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 9, 2009 20:57:24 GMT -5
For a moment, Mira looked saner than she had in a long time.
"I love you, Victor. But this time I won't us run from that we made."
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 9, 2009 21:27:15 GMT -5
For a moment, the dullness in his eyes was diffused by a light...distant, but it was there.
"So much wrong has happened. How could I even begin?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 9, 2009 21:30:42 GMT -5
"If you created the virus...surely you're clever enough to devise a vaccination?"
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 9, 2009 21:46:31 GMT -5
"Yes..."
His eyes grew unfocused again, as a few possibilities presented themselves.
"I only hope it hasn't spread too far."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 9, 2009 22:04:52 GMT -5
Mira got down on her knees beside him.
"I'll help you, do whatever you want...I won't take the smoke again, I'll make myself useful!"
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 10, 2009 10:10:38 GMT -5
He snapped back to reality (well...relatively speaking), kneeling down beside her and taking her hands in his.
"I believe you. I think I could devise a way, I'd simply need a zombie to study."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 11, 2009 22:38:37 GMT -5
"You'll do it, I know you will."
Mira kissed him again- and for the first time in ages, she began to unbutton his shirt.
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 11, 2009 23:21:16 GMT -5
He was momentarily caught off guard--it hadn't been what he was expecting--but he recovered from the surprise and kissed her back, pulling her closer. There had been an awful lot of distance between them lately...too much.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 11, 2009 23:36:18 GMT -5
"We're both mad, aren't we?"
She kissed him again.
"Perfect for each other."
Mira pulled her husband's shirt off hastily.
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 11, 2009 23:45:04 GMT -5
"Mad as a hatter."
He said in-between kisses, starting on her dress.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 11, 2009 23:50:37 GMT -5
(( )) She pulled at her own sleeves, desperate to feel the warmth of Victor's skin, afraid of stopping or letting the world fall in on them.
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Post by Victor von Frankenstein on Feb 12, 2009 22:14:33 GMT -5
((Hot...now how am I supposed to top that post? )) The last of their clothes finally fell into a pile on the floor, and for once in a long time Victor let his troubles slide away, and forget everything outside the room...there was only him, and Mira... **FADE-OUT* *
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