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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 9:30:18 GMT -5
(( oh ))
~ Brushing past Murdoc's shoulder was another man in a white coat. He had a chilling vibe and darkened expression across his hidden face. He looked down only at his feet, his face overshadowed by his matted hair. He shut the door behind him. Walking over to her gurney, he picked up her chart, scanning it thoroughly, tapping his pen on its plastic corners ~
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 9:38:05 GMT -5
*stirs a bit, not bothering to look at him, thinking he was the same docter*
*sighs* waht is it now? need a blood test or something?
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 9:46:46 GMT -5
~ Not a word out of him. His tapping almost silenced every other sound. All felt quiet and gloomy. There was a defying chill in the atmosphere. He brushed his upper lip, with the tip of his thumb, and a twisted smile grew on his face. He slipped the chart back into its pocket, looking down at her. ~
How long have you waited to bear another child?
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 9:51:34 GMT -5
since I was 23, why do you ask-
*looks up at him, getting a good look at his face, my eyes slightly going wide before attemtping scoot away from him a bit*
What are you doing here?
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 9:56:09 GMT -5
To give my blessings, of course. *He clicks his pen*
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 10:00:35 GMT -5
*scoffs at him*
Blessing? I already got one from my Dad, I dont need yours.
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 10:01:52 GMT -5
Tsk tsk tsk. Bitter bitter bitter.
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 10:06:00 GMT -5
Give me one reason why I shouldint be? You kils James and Maries kids, nearly killed Murdoc, Having the nerve to come all this way to be in MY Precents along with all the other bull crap you did in the past, on top of all that, I'm in a world of pain right now since the birth, now get out!
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 10:12:03 GMT -5
Tut. Minor mistakes.
*He brushes his nails against his coat, slipping the pen into his front pocket, with a cocky smile*
Some of it was unintentional. The Sondersin children was merely a target of the machine itself. Murdoc's casualty was also unintentional. *He pauses*
It was meant to be fatal.
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 10:14:43 GMT -5
*reaches up and grabs his neck,slightly digging my thimb nail into the front of his neck, scowling*
I should kill you right now and make it up to everyone...
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 10:17:59 GMT -5
~ Not a flinch. He merely laughed tauntingly, removing her hand with ease. ~
Stifle yourself, my dear.
*He neatens his collars*
He's still alive, any how.
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 10:20:11 GMT -5
yeah, thanks to me, you are gonna pay for all this once I get out of here...
*grouns*
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 10:25:58 GMT -5
Is that so? *He brushes his nails against his coat, seemingly uninterested in what she's saying*
Why do you love him so much, Melissa?
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Post by Lissachoa on Sept 8, 2007 10:28:47 GMT -5
*corsses my arms*
what is this? an interview? get out.
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Post by Gary Sullivan on Sept 8, 2007 10:30:27 GMT -5
Hmm.
Evasion. *He removes his glasses, cleaning it with a handkerchief*
Are you in doubt, Melissa King?
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