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Day 56: Bus 3

May 21, 2011 05:15

As the day came to a close, Claude's conversation with Tear weighed heavily on his mind. All the implications hadn't quite sunk in yet, but it unsettled him that she'd been able to feel and experience his time in the basement in such a strong way. Was there some kind of significance behind the fact she'd lived the moment he ran toward Guy in a ( Read more... )

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anemptydecapo May 20 2011, 20:59:50 UTC

Venom had never been a man to drink away his problems. In all honesty, alcohol usually did nothing more than shift his ever-present depression into a vast reserve of rage, and that did little in terms of temporarily forgetting ones issues. On the last occasion he'd taken to drink, even as little as a bottle of wine was enough that destroying an innocent woman's restaurant in a fit of pique, specifically to murder that witch who had been inside, seemed like not only something he should do but was also a very good idea ( ... )

savagesolitude May 22 2011, 00:57:55 UTC

[THERE AIN'T NO PARTY LIKE A YANDERE CLUB PARTY]She really ought to have expected something like this. Claire clutched the bag with the bear to her chest, watching the soldier turned orderly pat his hands over another patient's body, covering him from head to toe. She had nothing to hide now. Claire hadn't bothered to try to steal supplies - but she wasn't so keen on the idea of being touched all over either ( ... )

damned_soldiers May 22 2011, 01:50:45 UTC

Between military mindset and trained hands, the pair couldn't have picked a worse group to make a fuss at ( ... )

anemptydecapo May 22 2011, 02:20:59 UTC

"NO!!"That panicked shout behind him was enough to distract the assassin's attention, if only for a moment. He knew that voice, however briefly he'd heard it, and he knew that messy blonde hair in the corner of his eyes. That frail woman from the other day ( ... )

savagesolitude May 22 2011, 10:15:08 UTC

She almost had her. But while Claire would fight tooth and nail for her freedom, she was still only human. Smaller than most everyone here save the children, with no magic, no formal training. The woman grappling with her was larger, more experienced, and had god knows what kind of supernatural aids up her sleeves.

A holler of pain followed the change of position, facing the buses and the sheep herds of patients instead of wide white mountains and dusted tree tops. If Claire had the mind to think it, she might have considered how symbolic the whole thing was. She'd blown her chance to escape the second she had decided to fight instead of flee.

Struggle as she may, her second arms was caught the same as the first. Aaron's bear fell to the ground. Claire gave a shriek of a sob and battled with the grip like a wild animal, hurling her body this way and that, anything to shake the woman off. "Don't touch me!" she screamed, "You can't take it! It's for my baby, you can't take it ( ... )

damned_soldiers May 23 2011, 01:57:36 UTC

Despite her firm hold on the woman, the disguised soldier was a little more than taken aback by Charlotte's outcry. All this fuss over a simple bear was a bit too much in her opinion. Especially since there was no reason for it in the first place. Another orderly ran forward to help steady the crazed woman while the nurse focused on one last attempt at coaxing. The bear was momentarily ignored.

"Listen to me," she said, emphasizing each word. "We're only taking it for now. You will get the bear back at dinner. Do you understand me? Please calm down ( ... )

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