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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:03:59 GMT -5
S: 'e finished fixing Dixie's wounds then called 'is thugs' a couple came in helping 'im lft t'e box Nick was in' they put it in t'e back of t'e van downstairs' 'e got a thug to stay and mke sure Dixie was ok' 'e heard a noise in t'e closet pulling out 'is gun 'e shot at t'e closet twice' 'e lowered 'is gun satisfied 'e got into t'e van downstairs driving towards t'e harbour to finish off Nick once and for all
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:06:11 GMT -5
a bullet 'ad hit 'er arm. s'e held in t'e pain. s'e got out of t'e closet following them, now bleeding heavily. s'e was fast enough an' got in 'er car following them. s'e reached into 'er glovebox pulling out another gun that had 10 rounds left on it' s'e parked a 'ways away from them, watching closely
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:09:06 GMT -5
S: opens t'e van lifting t'e box onto t'e dock' t'e thugs opened t'e box placing sandbags within it'
N: voids widened seeing t'e sandbags and t'e water nearby' 'e knew what they planed to do 'e struggled violently' snarling painfully as t'e whip lashed 'gainst 'im' 'e grimaced painfully sweat dripped from 'is forehead as 'e gulped bod shaking terrified'
S: closes t'e box once they're finished' 'e padlocks it 'gain pushing it towards te docks edge
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:11:03 GMT -5
s'e raised 'er gun aiming it carefully, then s'e hurridley chot at Scoffield, then s'e started running towards them'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:13:34 GMT -5
S: 'e growled painfully as t'e bullet ripped through 'is side' 'e staggered then fell t t'e side 'is bod knocking into t'e box sending it o'er t'e edge' bod lay on its side breathing heavily as 'e bled out quickly
N: 'is voids widened seeing water begin to flood t'e box' 'e gulped crying out for help as 'e struggled to break free of t'e cuffs'
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:15:51 GMT -5
s'e grabbed a hook then dropped 'er gun diving in after t'e box. s'e broke through t'e box's top an' then cut t'e ropes an' pulled Nick out, then to t'e surface. s'e didn't have key for t'e cuffs'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:18:58 GMT -5
'e gasped for air as 'e reached t'e surface' 'e used t'e cuffs as 'e lever as 'e pulled 'imself and Sara onto t'e dock 'e gasped for air as 'e coughed painfully' bod rose to its feet pulling at t'e cuffs 'e glared at Scoffield { Take 'im to interrogation roomthree } vocals spoke to t'e cops who nodded tending to Scoffields wound before dragging 'im to CSI HQ' { You alright?} vocals ask Sara kneeling by 'er after 'e had been released of t'e cuffs' blood dripped from 'is whiplashes as voids looked at 'er worriedly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:20:35 GMT -5
s'e groaned holding 'er arm. s'e let go, 'er hand soaked in blood' 'e looked at Nick, then went on 'er side, wincing
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:22:50 GMT -5
{ Jesus Chrxst} 'e quickly put prassure on t'e wound { We need a medic!} vocals call out urgently as voids looked worriedly at Sara
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:23:54 GMT -5
'No...I'm fine...s'e tried to rise, but layed back, getting weak from loss of blood. s'e winced
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:25:13 GMT -5
't'e medics came' 'e steped back hesitantly as 'e watched 'er worriedly
[ish made thread in intero room if you want to start rping there too
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:26:14 GMT -5
'e bit 'er lip as they worked on 'er arm. s'e watched Nick t'e whole time'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:27:34 GMT -5
'voids watched 'er worriedly as 'e smiled to 'er supportingly as 'eheld 'er uninred arm's hand softly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:29:16 GMT -5
They were finished' s'e got u slowly. 'Great...s'e muttered, after s'e had to talk to Grissom' s'e sighed, picking up 'er gun that was on t'e dock
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:35:32 GMT -5
{ Whats wrong?} 'e walked up to 'er limping slightly' 'e felt guilty for getting hurt so often, it made 'im feel helpless and a bother to deal with
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:36:48 GMT -5
'Can't use my apartment. 'They need it to fix an' get evidence so i'm out of it for 'bout a week or two. s'e sat on t'e road, leaning 'gainst 'er car
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:41:35 GMT -5
{ You want to stay at m'place?} vocals ask softly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:42:40 GMT -5
s'e looked up, an' smiled slightly. 'If it won't be any trouble'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 11, 2006 18:46:17 GMT -5
'e smiled { Great!} vocals replied happily' { Yu wanna go there now?} 'e asked softly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 11, 2006 18:48:00 GMT -5
s'e rose. 'Alright, i need t' stop by my apartment real quick though. s'e looked at 'er arm. 'Do you wanna drive?' s'e smiled
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