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Post by John Bristow on Aug 1, 2009 16:57:28 GMT -5
"She'll be all right, she's just a little freaked out right now" he laughed nervously and kneeled down in front of Laszlo with a cotton ball and some alcohol and began cleaning his eye "Eee, her best friend, was killed a couple weeks ago, by what she describes as a... werewolf" he stopped and readjusted his gloves "and I believe her, I guess you can guess why" he waved his fingers in Laszlo's face and smiled.
"Anyway, she's just a bit upset."
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 17:00:12 GMT -5
"Oh, god..."
Briefly, his gaze flicked to Louis and then back to John.
"Werewolves...well, why not? We've got vampires."
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Aug 1, 2009 17:02:34 GMT -5
Louis head shot up and caught Laszlo's eye, swallowing he wrapped his arms around his stomach.
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Post by John Bristow on Aug 1, 2009 17:29:48 GMT -5
John didn't catch it any of it, he was far to busy wiping a few more wounds that were still bleeding.
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 17:35:05 GMT -5
Oh...sorry, Louis.
He hadn't been trying to draw attention to it, the words had just come out that way.
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Aug 1, 2009 17:44:25 GMT -5
Louis exhaled and stood up and started to pace, there was nothing he could say.
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 17:58:37 GMT -5
László flinched at whatever John was doing.
"Careful."
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Post by Isa on Aug 1, 2009 18:04:46 GMT -5
John was about to say something when there was a large boom from the downstairs where the front door slammed against the wall and then back in to place. Then there was loud footsteps up the stairs and down the hall right to Laszlo's door.
And in what felt like an instant, standing in the door way was a tiny chubby crazed looking woman. Hair strewn out in a million different ways, and a nurses cap tilted on the side of her head.
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Aug 1, 2009 18:06:26 GMT -5
Louis head turned with a start.
Oh god, it's her.
And with a turn of his head, he dashed in to the closest door available. Which just happened to be a clothes closet.
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 18:09:12 GMT -5
László jumped at the loud arrival, but recognition set in when he saw who it was. She'd changed a lot since he'd been in the opera infirmary--she looked terrible.
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Post by Isa on Aug 1, 2009 18:17:28 GMT -5
"My god boy" she shook her head "I swear the next time I see you, you're going to be dead."
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 18:21:23 GMT -5
"It's been this bad before. I'm just glad to see another familiar face."
Another friendly familiar face.
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Post by Isa on Aug 1, 2009 18:33:07 GMT -5
"I can believe that" she pulled up her large medical bag and plopped it on a nearby chair "you're one lucky kid, do you know that?"
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Post by László on Aug 1, 2009 18:38:55 GMT -5
"I wouldn't call myself that..." He said mildly.
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Post by Isa on Aug 1, 2009 18:55:39 GMT -5
"What lucky or kid?" She smiled and came in to the light, which was still low enough that the dark circles and lines on her face were shadowed.
"Now" she turned to John "if you could please leave the room" John nodded and turned to tell Louis to come with him only to notice he had suddenly disappeared. Standing there looking around John looked quite confused.
"John, now, please."
"Right, uh... right" he smiled and left the room.
"Laszlo, if you could please allow me to help you remove your shirt and pants."
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