Jun 14, 2009 21:02
[In a deserted alley, Jezebel is kneeling in a pool of blood, cradling spilled guts to his face.]
Warm. It's warm. I can feel it.
[He laughs in spasms, rocking himself backwards and forwards where he kneels.]
((ooc: after Alexis drove him insane and Jezebel accidentally killed an escaped Delilah patient))
affected,
curse,
grab bag
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Aaaawaaaaaahhhhhhh.....!
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It's not...don't look at me. There is nothing to see.
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Ahhh...aaahhh....Mmmaaa.... maaaa.....nnnn...aaawaaaaahhhh!
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It's not...it's alright. Everything's fine.
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[OOC: ...Somebody had to? >>]
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((ooc: I'm surprised no one did before |D))
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Stand up, Jezebel.
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T-That's dirty...
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You shouldn't...you shouldn't be here.
[He does have his memories of his previous visits to the City but is too far gone to remember her properly.]
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J-Jezebel... it's you, r-right?
[ She looks incredibly concerned though, oddly enough she doesn't look scared of what's around him. Her gran's shown her worse to heal, even though she can't do much at this age. ]
T-That thing will be cold soon... y-you should let it go.
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...oh God, Snark. What had he done?]
It should be cold. I don't...I don't deserve the warmth.
[He drops it, moving backwards away from the mess.]
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