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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 17:40:57 GMT -5
He moved like he was going to shoot, but he still didn't do it.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 17:47:35 GMT -5
Adrian steeled himself for the bullet.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 17:50:38 GMT -5
A long moment passed, and Adrien started to cry.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 17:52:56 GMT -5
Adrian rushed forward and gathered him up into his arms.
"Ssssh, love..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 17:54:16 GMT -5
He pushed back at him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 17:57:15 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 17:58:55 GMT -5
"Don't touch me," he said in a choked up voice.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 18:00:35 GMT -5
"...all right," he said softly, releasing him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 18:01:37 GMT -5
He stumbled backwards, the gun dropping to the floor. He looked utterly devastated.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 18:03:48 GMT -5
Adrian picked up the gun and carried it to his chair, where he set it down, and then knelt by Adrien's side.
"It's going to be all right."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 18:22:37 GMT -5
"I can't let you die, but I'll let them die," he said numbly. "I might as well be shooting them."
He sank to the floor and drew his knees up, wrapping his arms around them, and cried.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 18:23:49 GMT -5
"Come sit..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 18:30:57 GMT -5
He wouldn't look at him or speak to him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 14, 2011 18:31:32 GMT -5
"...Adrien?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 14, 2011 18:35:03 GMT -5
He turned his head away slightly.
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