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May 01, 2010 00:24

[the room smells very sterile. Like 409. There are patient beds.

You feel weak.]

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 04:39:54 UTC
But, Daddy, I don't want to get up and go to school. I'm not feeling well...

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 04:40:48 UTC
...

[a chuckle]

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 04:52:03 UTC
[blinking at this unfamiliar sound and trying to get a look at her surroundings]

...Ms Smith?

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 04:54:25 UTC
It's alright.

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:04:02 UTC
Why are you here? I thought I was taken away by spies.

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 05:08:39 UTC
We're all spies, then, aren't we?

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:17:07 UTC
You're going to have run that by me again. Who are you supposed to be?

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 05:22:41 UTC
Michael Jones. It's nice to meet you.

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:26:07 UTC
Jones?!

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 05:33:11 UTC
In the flesh.

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:39:33 UTC
But if you're here and Ms Smith...

Then you two must be-!

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 05:39:53 UTC
We're working together.

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:43:18 UTC
But why?

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 05:55:24 UTC
Because... This company has destroyed lives we hold dear.

My own, his sister...

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wrightpanties May 3 2010, 05:58:18 UTC
...!

Adrian.

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cfuw_shepherd May 3 2010, 06:02:58 UTC
Don't forget Mary, Erin.

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