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Post by Nick Stokes on May 29, 2006 21:25:39 GMT -5
'e wheeled in with 'is wheelchair' 'is injuries still evident' 'e set down a DNA sample on t'e table waiting for Greg to come
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 29, 2006 21:32:58 GMT -5
'e came in slowly, seeing Nick. 'What are you working on?' A nurse was outside t'e door, they still didn't know 'is illness, so 'e was on a watch
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 29, 2006 21:35:47 GMT -5
{ T'e case with t'e old guy who has t'e same injuries as t'e teen} 'e grimace slightly'{ This is DNA found on t'e vic, I think its tex's try matching it with this....} 'e handed 'im a dagger with dry blood covering it'Not only did t'e knife have Tex's blood on it, but majority oft'e blood was Nick's 'e had hidden t' stab wound from everyone including t'e doctors and t'e wound was becoming infected
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 29, 2006 21:37:41 GMT -5
'I'll run it through CODIS.' 'e took t'e dagger to a table an' began processing it
[ooc: G2G, be on tomarrow, byes
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 29, 2006 21:39:11 GMT -5
'e sat in t'e corner reading o'er evidence intently'
[ooc: me too byes]
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 8:58:12 GMT -5
'Why does this have your DNA also?' 'e turned to 'im, holding t'e dagger.
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 14:08:00 GMT -5
{ uhhhhh.....} vocals avoided t'e question { CODIS must be screwy today....} vocals lied
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 17:36:01 GMT -5
'e looked at 'im. 'C'mon, Nick, tell me t'e truth.
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 17:59:33 GMT -5
{ I must have cut m'finger on t'e edge...} vocals lied' 'e grimaced slightly quickly hiding t'e pain as hand silently went to 'is side
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 18:04:11 GMT -5
'Okay... 'e turned 'is back to 'im, setting t'e dagger in an envelope an' sealing it, putting 'is initials on t'e tape. 'e put t'e file down, back still turned
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 18:14:07 GMT -5
'e lifted up 'is shirt slightly to see how bad t'e wound on 'is side was' looking down at it auickly
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 18:16:39 GMT -5
'e turned, seeing 'im. 'Must've cut your finger?' limgs crossed 'is chest
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 18:17:51 GMT -5
'e looked up' sighing 'e looked down' { Does this look infected?} vocals ask
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 18:19:54 GMT -5
'e came closer, eyeing it. 'A little.' Why didn't you tell anyone?' 'e sighed
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 18:20:30 GMT -5
{ Because I hate stitches...} vocals admitted
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 18:23:27 GMT -5
'e sighed. You should get that cleaned up'
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 20:03:53 GMT -5
{ I will.....} vocals replied ' 'e looked up slowly { Thanks...for everything} 'e said softly
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 20:05:09 GMT -5
'Everything?' 'e asked. What 'ave i done? Got us e'en more hurt...
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Post by Nick Stokes on May 30, 2006 20:07:15 GMT -5
{ You saved m'life} { If it weren't for you I'd still be in that box....} 'e shuttered
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Post by Greg Sanders on May 30, 2006 20:09:40 GMT -5
'e nodded, smiling slightly. You should've seen Sara an' Griss when they found out that your were in that box' 'e shook 'is head, bringing out more files
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