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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 8:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:39 pm
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"Well, we can't really just sit around."
Or they could.
Because thats exactly what they were doing.
Madeline blinked at Ofie and smiled. "Yeah, well. Now's as good as any to say hi, I guess." Also probably the only time, seeing as things were going nowhere fast. Leaning on Wilson's shoulder, she sighed, staring at the bars. At least Arsen was still around... maybe. He was either brooding, or decisively not talking to her at the moment, either of which she really didn't mind. "Have you seen Dakota at all?" She asked Wilson, fingering an auburn curl.
That was when Gale popped up.
Well, it was just a party now, wasn't it?
Ha.
Leaning halfway across Wilson's stomach, Madeline waved her fingers at the short blond with a small, shark-like smile. At least there were some more familiar faces popping up around her, even if they'd only ever meant once, and that meeting hadn't exactly been under pleasant circumstances. "Hey again, darlin'." She greeted. "Welcome to the world of the living."
Syusaki BAD POST IS BAD MY BATTERY IS AT LIKE 1% /FAST TYPE
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:21 pm
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Ami took Tori's hug with the same apathetic edginess, inched away from them even though she was backed up against the bars of her cage. When Tori finally released her, she began to feel incredibly claustrophobic. Even though there were only two people next to her, with her hand on Otto and Syd behind these two, and Wilson in her line of sight, and Madeline waking up, Marcus screaming and kicking bars- ...
It was too much. Ami just shut down. She'd been in one too many scenarios where a group ganged up on her. Nightmares during the insanity attack. Memories during Medea's illusions.
"I ... please ... stop talking for a second, please," she requested, hands sliding along the bars, almost nervously. "None of you ... Don't hurt me." It was actually incredibly pathetic how quickly she'd broken. They were only a few feet in proximity to her, and yet she was terrified. A knife in her back. Shackles on her wrists. They were going to hurt her. Kill her. She might kill them? Her hand retracted from Otto. Was he going to kill her too?
A familiar voice in her head sounded reassurance. < Hey, hey it's okay! Don't you worry, Kat and these guys are here to help ... I'm sure of it! >
Listening to Junpei made her realize her arms were shaking, knuckles white as they gripped the bars with sickening determination. "Sorry," she mumbled, looking down and releasing her death grip on the bars. Her eyes began to water up all over again. "I'm so sorry."
drifter jet enduro just lettin' you know Ami let go e ve/
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:49 pm
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Clerise listened to the explosion of muffled voices.
"Christ," she muttered, deciding to stand and pace impatiently. "Such ********' bullshit, I ******** hate ponies, all of this goddamned illusion bullshit, and now a CELL and--"
The redhead sighed, kicking a wall with her boot, probably startling that sorry lump in the corner.
"Sorry," she muttered, eyes narrowed in the dark--
"Otto?" Hope filled her voice, giving it a hint of a quiver. "That you, prodigy?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:55 pm
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