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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 21:08:37 GMT -5
'e managed to flip open 'is switchblade' 'e wnt to stab Tex bu 'is blade hit Tex's cellphone' t'e force of 'is thrust with t'e udden stop slid 'is hand down t'e blade of t'e knife' 'e cried out painully dropping t'e blade as 'is hand sliced open deeply' 'e grimaced 'i grip on Tex loosening slightly frm pain
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Post by dixie on Jun 12, 2006 21:10:27 GMT -5
tex pushes him off and gets up then goes to his car and drives off
dixie goes up to him helping him (g2g)
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 12, 2006 21:12:15 GMT -5
[same]
bod breathd heavily and painfully' 'e grimaced clutching 'is side as 'is hand bled heavily' bod layon its side' crania bled from where 'e had hit t'e cement' 'is ribs were brokn fom t'e kick' 'e groaned {Get yourself to safety} vocals spoke weakly to 'er
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Post by dixie on Jun 12, 2006 22:38:26 GMT -5
she drags him to the car and gets in then goes back to her appt. getting something she wraps his hand in the car. then she stopped the bleeding on his head, and gave him some pain killers. she sits back and gets out her cell phone tex had msged her, she reads it and throws the cell phone out the window
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:06:10 GMT -5
dixie slows when she nears the meeting place, she waits as she watches the car pull up, getting out she walks into the back she knew that this package wasnt the only reason she was supposed to be here....he waits, leaning against the wall as she pulls the box out of her bag and gives it to them, then its all a blur and she wakes up in a puddle of crimson...and what else...the cars gone....*great, * she tries mumbling but has a hard time
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:19:19 GMT -5
'e limped yup to 'er as 'e kneeld by 'er painfully
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:22:21 GMT -5
she opens her eyes and looks at him then at the ground, wheezing she gets up"we gotta get outa here"
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:25:17 GMT -5
'e picked 'er up in 'is arms staggering as 'e carried 'er grimacing painfully
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:26:44 GMT -5
*put me down* she sais a little disoriented* im fine, ur not* her vision sways but she still fights him to put her down..
tex watches from a ways a way in his car deciding what he was going to do
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:27:44 GMT -5
'e groaned {I'm fine} 'e growled as 'er struggling hurt 'm more
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:32:31 GMT -5
tex calls in the guys and they circle dixie and scoff. tex waits at the car, they take dixie from scoffield and shove him back against the wall. dixies pushed into tex's car and the thugs get into their cars, tex drives by scoffield slowly" thnx for the help man, now i can get my revenge get away with the whole thing,and have u put into jail" grin tugged apon his face"oh and i have dixie too, she does great buisiness ya know, shes a very persuasive salesman" he revs the engine and begins to drive away
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:35:24 GMT -5
{ Dixie....} vocals spoke quietly as 'e slid down t'e wall watching them drive 'way with t'e girl 'e loved' 'e grimaced painfully' 'e had given up on everything' bod sat by t'e wall as 'e grimaced painfully waiting to die
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:37:50 GMT -5
the car goes down the road and the sound of tires squealing is heard as it comes to a dead halt. a gunshot is heart and nothing else, theres no movement in the car....
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:39:42 GMT -5
'voids snapped up seeing them stop' 'e heard t'e gunshot and limped painfully running for t'e car
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:41:50 GMT -5
dixie shakes uncontrollably tex's old fashioned, wood carved revolver(he refused using any other gun) was in her hands and tex was slumped over her lap...dead.
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 15:43:24 GMT -5
'e stopped at t'e door of t'e car looking in 'e opened t'e door watching 'er silently and worriedly [ooc: i g2g]
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 15:44:31 GMT -5
she still watches tex, her face pale, not noticing that scoffield was there even.
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 19:14:41 GMT -5
she swallows and drops the gun and pushes him off of her as if just realizing whats going on, still shaking she gets out of the car, her eyes wide
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 14, 2006 19:22:15 GMT -5
{ Dixie?} vocals spoke softly
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Post by dixie on Jun 14, 2006 19:24:44 GMT -5
she looks at him* i....he,....he tried to kill me, i didnt mean to...to...*she looks at the body in the car
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