Apr 29, 2011 11:06
lamandibula: romazvhir,
inthecorners: amraerya,
mustbereasons: john oxford,
ourlordand: gustave renard,
creepinginmy: jack gibson & cerbos,
endoftheropes: the lights,
20_mentholkools: riddick,
skinsack: monroe,
#candlejack,
- members,
monstertoy: adam lauderdale,
dishonesties: lilith dupond,
*action,
ohbloodyay: david kitchens,
typeright: julia "jules" grumley,
badasun: oro delmas,
matriotism: raicho,
hicanistabyou: sydney meza,
markedbullets: cat,
howaverage: emilia gorski
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His steps are audible in the distance, as are the occasional coughs, apparently unaware that anyone else is down here with him. Don't worry, he isn't sick, he's just trying not to choke on his own blood.
Not that it'd kill him, it's just really annoying.]
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She spots him and frowns slightly, straightening her back and staying put in her place. She isn't much of a talker, but the blood on his face makes her wonder if he had gotten that here. ]
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Please don't let this be another murderous psychopath that's been waiting for him. There is some intense and extremely wary staring taking place next.]
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Her fingers grip the handle of the gun lightly and she squints her eyes a little, taking a good look of his bleeding face. Like she's waiting for an explanation, really. ]
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Which one are you?
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What? [ ... Does he know about the twin? ]
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Do I have a reason to kill you? [ She's really serious about that too. ]
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Don't you?
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Don't give me a reason then. [ Said like she's tone deaf. So monotonous... She stares at him a bit longer. ] Did someone try to kill you?
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