The Second Shot

Feb 23, 2008 19:36

[Voice Post]

Fucking finally.Hey. Hey, hey, hey. You all heard me the first time, so stop pretending you don't now. I'm in the apartment building, or at least that's where the kid stopped at, so...where's the welcome wagon? I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I sort of have this nasty little bullet in my arm along with two gaping holes where ( Read more... )

sam, miss: eyes, need: help, anyone out there?

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Voice darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:08:47 UTC
Which apartment?

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Voice Reply hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 01:11:26 UTC
The one across from the church.

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Voice Reply darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:12:25 UTC
Should have been more specific---which room?

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Voice Reply hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 01:14:26 UTC
I'm not in any room; I just got here.

You're not the doctor, are you?

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Voice Reply darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:22:20 UTC
No I'm not, but I have the basic med skills needed to help until he gets here.

It's better than nothing?

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Voice Reply hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 01:30:14 UTC
Get down here. Lobby, I guess.

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Voice Reply darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:32:24 UTC
Ass en route.

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Comment Spam hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 01:35:55 UTC
*is slumped against a wall, left hand clamped over the bullet wound on his left arm. His breathing is heavy, and he's still holding the .22 in his free hand.*

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Comment Spam darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:49:12 UTC
[Moves cautiously through the front door, having arrived from the high school in record time. Notices the bloody mess against the wall and couldn't mistake it for anyone else.]

...hey.

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Comment Spam hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 01:51:48 UTC
*tilts his head in Dexter's direction, raising the gun to aim at him*

You're him?

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Comment Spam darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 01:56:48 UTC
[Slowly steps to the side, out of the gun's aim.]

Depends a lot on who's 'him', buddy...

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Comment Spam hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 02:00:36 UTC
*is straining to listen for his movements, but gives up and lowers the gun*

If you're not going to help, just go. I'm too tired to deal with this shit.

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Comment Spam darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 02:06:10 UTC
I was worried you made an enemy already.

[Approaches the man slowly, grabbing some gauze and other things from his messenger bag.]

I'm Dexter, I'm here to help.

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Comment Spam hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 02:10:02 UTC
So was I.

*shifts against the wall, wincing*

Sands. Glad you could make it.

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Comment Spam darkxpassengerx February 24 2008, 02:16:48 UTC
[Kneels beside him, looking him over.]

What happened to your...

[Peering behind the dark shades.]

...eyes.

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Comment Spam hey_pistolero February 24 2008, 02:26:21 UTC
A very mean man took them out.

*says this in a soft, almost detached voice as if he still cannot believe it*

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