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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:10:43 GMT -5
'e groaned waking a while later to t'e darkness of t'e cell' 'e tried to move but found 'imself tightly chained to t'e chair' t'e collar ha been tightened o force 'im to sitentirely still' 'e coughed painfully as 'e grimaced in pain
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:11:51 GMT -5
s'e looked in t'e small window at 'im. s'e shook 'er head, sighing
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:13:30 GMT -5
'e groaned not remembering anything' 'e panted heavily struggling to breath as sweat dripped off 'is forehead
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:14:44 GMT -5
s'e cmae in, seeing 'im act differant. 'Scoffield?' s'e saw t'e tightened collar' s'e began to loosen it
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:16:09 GMT -5
{ What happened?} vocals asked weakly as 'e took in deep breaths of air
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:17:15 GMT -5
'You bit me' s'e showed 'im 'er now swolen hand' Which hurt by t'e way' s'e sat down in a chair'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:20:42 GMT -5
{ When? Why? Whats going on?} vocals asked nervously''e groan painfully as 'is nape throbbed' 'e gasped in sharp pain
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:22:36 GMT -5
'Just calm down. s'e examined 'is neck, tilting 'is head back. 'Your neck is a little raw...You'll be fine
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:23:56 GMT -5
'e grimaced as 'he examined 'is nape at a certain angle a black square was barely visible deep beneath t'e skin' within t;e center of t'e star shaped scar
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:26:20 GMT -5
'Did you know that you have some sort of...chip in your skin?'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 20:27:35 GMT -5
voids widened { Is it in t'e center of t'e scar?} 'e asked urgently knowing exactly what t'e chip was for
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 20:31:28 GMT -5
'Yes...Why?
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 14:30:32 GMT -5
{ Get it out!} 'e shook within t'e chains nervously
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 12, 2006 14:32:32 GMT -5
'Alright, alright' s'e searched 'er pockets an' found a knife. s'e cut 'is skin quickly, tying to pull out t'e chip. It was stuck 'dxmnit...
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 14:39:40 GMT -5
'e bit 'is lip groaning painfully as pain seered through 'im' voids shut tightly' 'e hoped that 'he would give 'im painkillers after 'he was done
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 12, 2006 14:44:53 GMT -5
s'e finally pulled it out, an' put a cloth on 'is wound. 'I'll try an' get you some painkillers'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 14:47:32 GMT -5
'e grimaced painfully as 'e panted painfully
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 12, 2006 14:56:09 GMT -5
s'e was handed some pills. s'e gave them to t'e male. 'Here'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 14:56:41 GMT -5
'e took a bunch of them voids closed as t'e pain subsided
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 12, 2006 14:58:10 GMT -5
s'e raised an eyebrow an' set t'e container on t'e bedside table. s'e held up t'e bloody chip, examining it
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