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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 23:40:42 GMT -5
"We need to stop this-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 23:45:03 GMT -5
"Stop what, darling?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 23:52:48 GMT -5
"I- Adrien, will you do me a favor?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 23:53:29 GMT -5
"Anything - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 23:57:24 GMT -5
"Go into the bathroom and bring me three of the pills from the orange bottle..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 11, 2010 0:04:49 GMT -5
He hesitated. "What?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 11, 2010 0:08:30 GMT -5
"It's just the follow-up painkiller now that the sensation in my hand is back-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 11, 2010 0:12:16 GMT -5
"Ohh, baby..."
He scooted up and went to get it, as well as a glass of water. After he'd handed the pills and glass to Adrian, he massaged his hand, not seeming to flinch at the inhuman bits.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 11, 2010 0:16:44 GMT -5
Adrian laughed, a bit grimly.
"It's not that bad."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 11, 2010 0:18:58 GMT -5
He kissed his hand to make it better, beaming up at him as he did so.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 11, 2010 0:32:39 GMT -5
"You know that doesn't do a damned thing besides make you glow, don't you?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 11, 2010 0:39:51 GMT -5
He pulled back, looking rather sad and put down. "You mean, that you don't like it but I do?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 11, 2010 0:42:21 GMT -5
"I like it very much," Adrian reassured him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 11, 2010 0:50:06 GMT -5
"Then what did you mean?" asked Adrien, continuing with the hand massage.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 11, 2010 0:51:33 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter. Stop worrying so much, Adrien, really..."
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