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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 19, 2004 21:35:28 GMT -5
*eyes snap open and she galres at him*
I don't trust you. Don't ever think I trust you. I just trust the core soul of that body your inhabiting. And I know he'd never hurt me. Although neither would any of the others currently residing with you either.
*closes eyes again and falls into a trance like state*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 19, 2004 21:45:31 GMT -5
*rubs a temple with his forefinger and stares at Viv's trance-like state* Well... this is getting boring. *rushes with the speed and grace of a cat and opens a switchblade against Viv's throat* You think so? Are you going to take your chances? NO! Not now, I've got her were we need her!
NO! *the other hand comes up, tears the swtichblade out of the first hand and flings it away* DON'T DO THAT!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 19, 2004 21:50:12 GMT -5
*opens eyes and smiles serenely*
I suppose I've over stayed my welcome.
*kisses Zack softly on the cheek*
See you two tommorow.
*opens door and turns around*
Oh and see I told you, you couldn't.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 19, 2004 21:56:38 GMT -5
*Pure hate seethes out of the eyes that for a second, Sands alone controlled*
You can't run forever.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 19, 2004 21:59:20 GMT -5
*pauses once more*
Who said I'm running? I'm tired. It's late. I'm going to bed, I'll see you in the morning.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 19, 2004 22:03:51 GMT -5
*a sudden giant shudder passes through the body before it crumples onto a couch*
Sands... you can't kill her. You just can't kill her.
I most assuredly can.
Let me rephrase that... you won't kill her.
Shoot her?
NO! Mort, no, no shooting, killing, maming, etc. None of that!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 19, 2004 22:10:00 GMT -5
*frowns and goes through an inner debate over whether she should stay to make sure he would be alright or to leave him to himself*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 19, 2004 22:15:47 GMT -5
*there's more soft muttering before all goes quiet and there is no movement*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 20, 2004 21:27:11 GMT -5
*bites lip then blows a kiss and exits the room silently and shuts the door silently behind*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 20, 2004 21:28:48 GMT -5
(erm... should I assume that it's the next morning...?)
(yes assume. assuming is very good )
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 20, 2004 23:48:51 GMT -5
(oh good)
*Lays Viv down carefully on the bed without disturbing her. Instead of turning around and going to breakfast, he stays in the room, catching a seat in the stiff backed chair, leans it onto the back legs and props his boots on the desk for a quick nap*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 20, 2004 23:54:34 GMT -5
(one hour later)
*thrashing about holding head*
No..no.... stop... please... don't... HELP!
*continues to groan and clutch at head*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 20, 2004 23:57:44 GMT -5
*jerks awake, thinking that perhaps Sands had picked a fight with someone again and he was muttering in his sleep again.*
Fuck, Sands STOP! Can't you get along with anyone?
What the hell are you on about, fuckmook? I'm being perfectly fine over here.
Then, where is that... coming... from... Viv? Viv... Hey, wake up... *crawls over to the bed to gently shake her awake* Wake up, babe... You're having a bad dream...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 21, 2004 0:10:15 GMT -5
*jerks awake into Zacks arms and starts sobbing miserably*
Not a dream. So real...... so real.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 21, 2004 0:12:31 GMT -5
Shit, what happened, love? You can tell me. Easy, easy... it's okay... *strokes her hair carefully, slowly*
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