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Post by dixie on May 27, 2006 19:44:08 GMT -5
they toss them in the house and sit on the couch
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:45:00 GMT -5
Voids opened slowly. 'e looked 'round. 'Where am I?' 'e asked as 'is voids closed tiredly
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:46:18 GMT -5
[ooc: g2g...bbl
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Post by dixie on May 27, 2006 19:46:52 GMT -5
brb 2g eat
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:48:41 GMT -5
[ooc: nvm
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 19:48:46 GMT -5
[ooc: k]
'e groaned painfully as 'e woke beside Greg' t'e ropes dug into 'is bod as 'e moved trying to sit up' gag dug into t'e corners of 'is mouth as muffled grunt came from 'im
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:50:22 GMT -5
'e managed to get t'e gag out of 'is mouth. 'e coughed up blood painfully
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 19:51:36 GMT -5
'voids watched 'im worriedly' 'e struggled weakly in t'e ropes' bod lay on its side facing Greg' fascade was filled with worry for 'is friend'
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:53:05 GMT -5
'e spit out some blood an' avoided looking at Nick. 'e looked 'round t'e house, looking for some way to get out
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 19:54:37 GMT -5
'crania lay 'gainst t'e floor as 'e wondered what these thugs wanted with them' 'e pulled at t'e ropes trying to slip 'is wrists through them
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Post by dixie on May 27, 2006 19:57:48 GMT -5
tex, takes out a switchblade and looks at it, it was a new one of his had his anitials carved into the blad epart
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 19:57:51 GMT -5
Lay still...'e whispered to Nick. still not looking at 'im. 'Lay on your stomach..
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 20:00:08 GMT -5
'eyebrow raised at Greg unsure why 'e wanted 'im to lay motionless' 'e continued to pull at t'e ropes momentarily then decided to try what Greg 'ad said' bod lay still' voids watched Greg woriedly
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 20:01:55 GMT -5
'e looked to see where t'e rope was loose. 'e bit it, pulling it out so it would come un- done if Nick pulled on it again. 'e sat up after 'e was finished
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Post by dixie on May 27, 2006 20:03:32 GMT -5
tex turns around he hollars and they pull him and nick down,
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 20:05:13 GMT -5
'e groaned painfully as 'e was pulled down' 'e struggled with t'e thugs kicking one of them off' 'e pulled 'is wrists from t'e ropes quickly' 'e reached for t'e gun that lay nearby
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Post by dixie on May 27, 2006 20:05:44 GMT -5
dixie dives for the gun she knew what happened when tex had a bad day
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 20:06:50 GMT -5
A small cry of pain emitted as 'e was pulled down on 'is broken arm. 'e layed on 'is back, 'aving a coughing attack, e'ery so often coughing up blood
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 27, 2006 20:07:14 GMT -5
'e grabbed t'e gun bod turned as 'e sat up' firing once at t'e thug that had been pulling on 'im'
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 27, 2006 20:08:16 GMT -5
'e looked at Nick, fascade was pale, 'is chin an' upper lip covered in blood. 'Give me t'e gun...'e said dully
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