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Post by Shaun on Feb 25, 2010 12:12:01 GMT -5
((OOC: You get the idea! If you want to go from one place to the other, just make a post in the destination topics with your character going to the other place...that simple!))
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 25, 2010 18:32:36 GMT -5
Andrew smelled smoke and wrinkled his nose. He hated smoke. He thought smoking should be illegal. It was no good for the world(not my opinion . He looked to see where it was coming from. Kate and.....the guy he'd followed. 'That's just great' he thought. He looked back at Faye who was panicking and having trouble breathing, patting her pockets. He sat up. "Faye. Faye what's(cough) wrong? (cough)(cough)." he coughed violently. "Throw those(cough, cough) damn cigaretts away(cough cough)"
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Post by Serenity on Feb 25, 2010 19:05:48 GMT -5
Just my luck, thought Kate, hearing Andrew and Faye coughing loudly. "Sir- I mean, Desmond, I think we may have to vacate the area due to non-smokers," she said, frowning slightly.
Kate, luckily enough, had finished her cigarette right then and there, and went outside to stamp it out. "Sorry, you two. Is Faye alright?" she asked, feeling bad. She was concerned but she was still feeling that nice, tingly feeling of nicotine working its way through her body. She was relaxed.
"Damn you, second-hand smoking," she muttered to herself quietly. "You ruin everything."
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Post by bionicmadman on Feb 25, 2010 19:48:19 GMT -5
"Not sure Gav, I've met alot of people in my life." David said as he got out of the car. "Maybe we have, your house is right across the street from mine."
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Post by Birkin on Feb 25, 2010 19:49:55 GMT -5
((Damn you second hand smoking XDD That line cracked me up))
Faye looked blearily up at Kate, and patted Andrew on the back, holding out her water bottle to him with a shaking hand, so he could stop his coughing. She was wheezing pretty badly, but she nodded, and managed to get out a "Yeah, yeah...I'll be fin...fine, just have asthma....lost inhaler." Faye was putting all her concentration into taking deep, even breaths, and not giving into her body's natural urge to hyperventilate. "Just....give me a minute to catch my breath."
Her lungs protested as she took another deep breath, making a horrible wheezing noise. Faye hated having asthma. It always decided to strike at the worst possible times.
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Post by Birkin on Feb 25, 2010 20:03:41 GMT -5
Jake gave Mia another worried glance before saying, "Yeah, there's probably at least one other bathroom in this house, from what I remember of it," he trailed off, then added, "Though I don't remember much still about David..."
Rubbing his chin, he moved past Mia into the hallway, looked up and down it. "Looks like maybe that's a bathroom, the last door on the left?" He pointed at the door in question, through which there was a slight view of a tiled floor. "Wanna go check?" he asked, looking at Mia.
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Post by Ren on Feb 25, 2010 20:11:51 GMT -5
"Sure," Mia said, voice somewhat faint. She was still a little shaken from the voice's reappearance. Then something in her snapped. No. I'm not going to lose to you. I'll show you that I am fine without you. I'll prove it. She grinned suddenly at Jake. "I'll race you," she said coyly, gripping her towel tighter. She scurried past him and began running down the hall. "Hurry up, you're going to lose if you don't hurry!" she called back after him, giggling.
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 25, 2010 20:18:31 GMT -5
Gavin was hesitating. He couldn't explain the visions without seeming crazy. So he dropped it.
"Well lets get inside quick so we can get everyone together and get this show on the road." he walked away disappointed in his lack of courage.
He quickly ran inside and opened the door to see Faye and Andrew having breathing troubles. He ran over to Faye and knelt down beside her.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
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Post by Birkin on Feb 25, 2010 20:28:45 GMT -5
"Hurry up, you're going to lose if you don't hurry!"
Jake broke into a grin, before breaking into a run, following after Mia. "You better move those skinny little legs a bit faster, or I'm just gonna plow you down!" he called, laughing slightly, his legs pumping. She was really FAST. Even in a towel.
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Faye looked up, still taking deep, controlled breaths, and tried to grin at Gavin. "N...nothing, just...asthma...again." Coughing a bit, and wheezing loudly, she finally gave in to her body's desire to hyperventilate. Panicked, she looked up, grinding out the question, "Can anyone find me a paper bag, quickly?" between short, rapid breaths. "It'll help me breathe..."
'Why am I so damn unhealthy?' Faye thought, frustrated. She'd always been a weak, sickly child, and obviously her bad health had followed her into her teenage years.
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Post by Slender Man on Feb 25, 2010 20:37:08 GMT -5
The Overseer looked at Faye for a moment, considering. He had been laying against the wall, observing the others but otherwise keeping quiet. The man was...considering, wondering. Could he trust this people? Then again, with that...thing out there, no one could really be trusted.
He glanced around the room. No paper bags in sight. He didn't want to leave the room either.
"Would my gas mask work for now? I can go find your inhaler..." he trailed off.
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Post by Shaun on Feb 25, 2010 20:38:28 GMT -5
Chuckling a bit at the tiny, asthmatic blond girl who was choking on igarette smoke, he walked casually, without a word, ont othe porch with Kate. As the two stood there smoking quietly, he stared into the horizon, wondering if 'He' was out there...it hadn't been long since Desmond had encountered the S-Man. He had tracked the thing all the way from Alabam, where it had tortured that poor group of film students.
He'd be damned, he thought shortly, if he was going to let that happen to these folks here. They were even closer than the friends in Alabama, working on their project, buddying up every now and then to try and solve the mystery around them. It seemed wherever the S-Man went, emotional bonds between his victims were formed. He could even remember the last one of those kids, fondling over the picture of his girlfriend as the S-Man bore down on him...
He shook the terrible memory from his mind once more, and again concentrated on inhaling the delightfully sin-filled smoke from the cigarettes. It tasted awfully of ash, but the buzz of relaxation was well worth it for a bit of conversation. He turned to the military Corporal beside him and smile softly.
"So, ya' all been here a while, have ya'? What's it like, facing that monster...? Can this group handle it?" He pointed to his truck casually, aiming to draw Kate's attention to the large tarp in back of it; that was wher ehe kept most of his supplies. "If ya' want, Sister, I can show you what I've got in the back of my truck...it ain't much, but it's enough to more han hurt that bastard."
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Post by Serenity on Feb 25, 2010 20:44:22 GMT -5
Kate looked at the Scotsman with a smirk and spoke, "We've been here for more than two days, a few of us even longer," she said, looking at his truck when he motioned to it. "You have a couple of toys in the back, huh?" she asked, looking at him.
"Well, we definitely can handle it. We hurt it. For a little while, at least." She looked at Mike who was still inside and with a nod of her head, motioned him over here, toward the truck. "Let's see what you got."
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Post by Ren on Feb 25, 2010 20:44:18 GMT -5
Mia squealed a bit as she saw Jake take off running after her, grinning. "Oh, going to plow me down, are you?" she laughed. She suddenly noticed her towel slipping and stopped briefly to adjust it. "Kyaa, oh no, you won't win!" she said, continuing to run towards the bathroom.
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Post by Mike McManus on Feb 25, 2010 20:57:59 GMT -5
Following Kate's lead, Mike started going to the truck.
"So...Desmound, right? I gotta say I'm not normally one to look a gift horse in the mouth but I doubt you are just doing out of the goodness of your heart. What's in it for you? Whats your story? Why you hunting this blank-faced b**tard for?" he questioned with a cocked eyebrow.
Mike mistrusted the Scotsman for some reason he couldn't quiet put his finger on. Guy hadn't exactly come in at a good time nor did he seem interested in makin' friends. Mike woulda heard him at the factory for sure but he didn't recall him being there.
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Post by Serenity on Feb 25, 2010 21:18:09 GMT -5
"What's anyone hunting the mother fucker for, McManus?" said Kate, glancing back at him. She had picked up a few of the names Mike had used for the monster. "For revenge, to protect your loved ones, to stop it from hurting people, it doesn't matter, as long as it dies," she stated firmly, grim in tone.
If this guy can help us, I don't care if he's a damn terrorist, this thing has to die, she thought with a scowl, moving over to the back of truck. "So, what do you have under the tarp, sir?"
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