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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 11:16:58 GMT -5
Jill woke in a cold sweat. Someoen else had been hit. She got up, in her pj's and ran down the hall, looking into rooms without knocking. Her mother should have been here with her, looking. "Aw, shit!" Jill ran into the medical hall, barging into the first room. There lay her sister, in a coma. Jill and Des had explained it as "asleep."
"Oh, she's fine. She's just asleep." Des had said at first when Josie had fallen from the roof, in a coma.
Jill cussed under her breath, remembering, then went to the next room where Cole lay, "asleep." Then to the next room, Tiri. Jill barged into the third room, where Fox was, and also found shattered glass on the floor, water mixed with some kind of medicine. A mess surrounded Des, whose eyes were closed. Her breathing shallow.
"Aw, FUCK! You have GOT to be kidding me!" Jill yelled, then picked her mother up, moving her to the fourth room, cussing and swearing all the way.
After setting Des up to a life suppot machine, she walked out of the room, and looked down the hallway. "Why is it always up to me in the end to help out?" She asked herself, sitting down in a chair, and crying with her face burried in her hands.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 11:44:49 GMT -5
(Ok, go ahead)
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Post by GBird on Nov 20, 2005 12:02:08 GMT -5
Sarge glared at Jill from the other end of the corridor. "Maybe you should stop crying and start actually doing something useful." He told her, dropping some ash from his cigarette. "Oh, and don't worry about Gary. I got Wesley to take him hunting. He won't find out."
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Post by Kale on Nov 20, 2005 12:02:25 GMT -5
Just barley audible over the sound of Jill's cry, was the gently sound of clicking heels along the hallway. The sound was soft and rythmic, most likely made from someone's shoes. The sound faded away as a tiny pair of hands were suddenly placed against Jill's lap. As it always was, the little girl held no smile on her face, just a sort of blank stare that held only curiousity. Annie tipped her head slightly to one side, the bright red hat nearly sliding from the small girl's head. Locks of light brown hair barley fell into her reddish-brown eyes, that blinked a few times in a questioning manner.
Annie was much like her slightly older sister, Jamie. In the way they acted and the things they did. The fact neither seemed to enjoy speaking much. But unlike her sister, when trouble arose and she tried to fix them, a little more than half the time if Annie was involved things always seemed to get worse. Though, the only person it had ever seemed to occur to was Jamie, who absolutley refused to even be in the same room at the same time as Annie.
Annie looked at Jill, now taking on an almost sad look. Almost. "What's wrong...why are you crying?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 12:04:39 GMT -5
Jill looked at Annie, and wiped her tears. She purposely ignored SArge, sending him a glare. She hated the fact that he didn't understand, then hated herself for being sto stubborn that she refused to tell him why she couldn't. Jill patted Annie's head. "Oh... Des is just sleeping. She needed some time off, ok?"
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Post by GBird on Nov 20, 2005 12:06:04 GMT -5
"Sleeping, eh?" Sarge said, raising an eyebrow. "I suppose that's one way of putting it." He said, stamping out his cigarette.
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Post by Kale on Nov 20, 2005 12:11:24 GMT -5
Annie glance at Sarge, sending him her own glare, which was oddly scary for a child of her age. "Then why are you crying if she's only sleeping?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 12:21:23 GMT -5
Jill continued to pet Annie's head. "Because she'ls going to be asleep for a long time... And Sarge," Jill looked at him, glaring. "Sarge, how the hell do you know what's going on?"
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Post by GBird on Nov 20, 2005 12:25:09 GMT -5
"Just because I'm not magical doesn't mean I don't have ways of finding out." He said, pulling out a mini TV. The TV showed Des hooked up to the life support machine. "I have this whole building bugged."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 12:26:10 GMT -5
"Why?" Jill asked, eyes widening.
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Post by GBird on Nov 20, 2005 12:28:34 GMT -5
"Because secrets are made to be found out." He told her. "Like your little secret about Des being 'asleep'."
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Post by Kale on Nov 20, 2005 12:30:52 GMT -5
Annie shook her head, wagging a finger at Sarge in a childish manner. "You shouldn't do things like that without permission. That's very bad."
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Post by GBird on Nov 20, 2005 12:32:39 GMT -5
"So is lying about somebody's state of health." He told Annie.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 12:35:08 GMT -5
Jill growled. "It was Des' idea not to worry the kids, Sarge."
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Post by Kale on Nov 20, 2005 12:38:45 GMT -5
Annie looked between the two mommentarily. "Jill's right. Most of everyone would be really worried. Things are hard enough around here anyways."
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Post by ryu on Nov 20, 2005 17:49:06 GMT -5
Ryth was in a coma, in a dark corner far on the other side of the house, he had been hit by multiple blunt objects and had managed to get to there before passing out.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 21, 2005 18:02:43 GMT -5
(Why is no one replying? x.x)
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Post by Kale on Nov 21, 2005 18:06:10 GMT -5
(I dunno o-o.....)
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 22, 2005 19:28:15 GMT -5
(GARY!! >.< POST PLEASE!!)
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Post by sion on Nov 23, 2005 11:40:25 GMT -5
Sion arrived on the scene. "Whats going on? Is fox ok?"
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