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Post by Sydney on Nov 16, 2006 2:29:20 GMT -5
Sydney walked grimly into the examination room.
She turned to the Medical Examiner and spoke with him quietly. He nodded and motioned for his assistants to put the dead man on slab one to be attended to first. Syd was lead out of the room into the hallway. Hours passed by and she couldn't take the anticipation anymore--
She burst into one of the bathrooms and stood huddled over the sink. She felt sick. Her gaze traveled from the white bottom of the sink to the mirror in front of her... He's going to kill me...
After splashing her face with water, she swallowed the thought and made her back out to the hallways where she was soon called into the office of the Medical Examiner.
He quietly handed her an urn. Syd swallowed hard and showed no emotion, "Thank you."
The carriage stood there waiting for her. She climbed in and whispered gravely as if sentencing herself to death, "To Alexander's house, please."
This is stupid, I know...but the right thing to do.
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 17:07:19 GMT -5
((New day peepz~))
Sydney silently made her way to the mogue and picked the lock to the door. Once opened, she quickly made her way to the autopsy room...
To slab one.
She removed the white sheet from Nadir's body and unbottoned his shirt. When his chest was revieled, she took out a syringe and a bottle of amphetamine.
Syd carefully filled the syringe, set the bottle down and looked at Nadir. She closed her eyes muttered to herself nervously, "For my sake, I hope this works."
She swallowed hard and took a deep breath before driving the thick needle down into his heart and injecting the drug into his system--
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Post by Nadir on Nov 19, 2006 17:11:17 GMT -5
*The sound of blood rushing exploded in Nadir's ears and all at once he felt himself shooting upwards through what felt like a thick mass of oil and water...or were they hands brushing against his limbs as he swam for air and light? Were they trying to pull him back down? He broke into a rush of cold air entering his lungs along with a burning pain racing through his veins. He found his voice, a returning echo from far away, a bellow of rage filling his ears as his muscles bunched against the pain of being brought so abruptly back to consciousness.*
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Post by Satan on Nov 19, 2006 17:11:21 GMT -5
((Ooh! Is this gonna be like the scene in Pulp Fiction?))
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Post by Belladonna on Nov 19, 2006 17:12:14 GMT -5
((*lets out the loudest squeal EVER, sending salad flying everywhere and starts jumping up and down*))
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 17:16:52 GMT -5
((This kind of stuff was ALL over ALIAS! )) "Lay down," Syd said quietly but sternly. She grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back down. "Your heart rate and blood pressure's going through the roof right now. If you get excited, you'll get a stroke."
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Post by Nadir on Nov 19, 2006 17:22:52 GMT -5
"What the HELL is--" *Nadir roared, only to be cut short as he became dizzy and fell weakly back onto the table.* "What's happening?" *he moaned.*
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 17:31:25 GMT -5
Syd heaved a sigh, "You've been...'dead' for more that forty hours."
"Alexander and the rest of the city thinks you're dead," she stated simply as she went though her bag. "You're going to have to start a new life...away from the opera house and all the people you know."
Syd took out her stethoscope and listen to his heartbeat... "You should be feel normal in about five minutes. Until then, stay still."
"Put these on in a bit. I've got to pay the medical examiner," Syd threw him new clothes and left the room to drop off money in the M.E's office...
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Post by Nadir on Nov 19, 2006 17:33:49 GMT -5
*Nadir lay quietly, his mind whirling until it settled into clearer remembrance of the past few days. He rubbed his face tiredly and sat up shakily and began to dress himself. As he buttoned his cuffs, Sydney returned and he looked at her for a long moment.* "Take me away from here. Now. I'm ready to go." *He breathed deeply of fresh air and went to seek his new life, his new identity.*
((Gotta go to work, guys. Internet is spotty, so this might have to end here, for now, for the next six hours. -__-'))
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 17:44:26 GMT -5
Sydney returned the long stare then finally nodded, "I have it all set up. I've paid a family that lives on a farm in the outskirts of Paris to take you in. You're going to stay there until I can have arrangments made for transportations that'll get you out of Paris."
"Until then...don't tell anybody your name, not even that family. Don't go near anybody or any places familiar. You get caught...and I'll hunt your a*s down and kill you myself," Syd said with a grave tone. "Am I clear?"
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Post by Nadir on Nov 19, 2006 18:05:12 GMT -5
*Nadir's gaze snapped to hers and held.* "As mud, but I'll follow your instructions in any case. It would be pointless for me to bow out NOW, I suppose."
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 18:11:10 GMT -5
"Good."
Syd threw him a bag of supplies and lead him out through the back door where a carriage was waiting in the dark alley, "The driver will take you to that farm. Once there, give them this envelope." Syd gave him a thick envelope and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Remember what I said: Nothing familiar."
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Post by Nadir on Nov 19, 2006 18:17:51 GMT -5
"I understand." *he said, taking the envelope.* "Thank you." *he entered the carriage and it started off to take him to the outskirts of the city and the farmland beyond.*
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 18:23:30 GMT -5
Sydney watched the carriage inch away from her sight... Then finally relaxed her shoulder and sighed.
Sydeny quietly made her way back into the examination room, cleaned up quickly, left the moruge and headed back to her dorm room...
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