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Original join date: 11/23/2004
Eclectic Connoisseur of all things written, drawn, or imaginatively created.
In the waiting room, Boris looks up at the ceiling. ( I'm getting bored, maybe I should have a look around this hospital?) Boris thought.
Boris decides to have a look around the hospital.
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She shrugged, "Dunno."
"So far, I haven't heard anyone else mention," He thought for a moment, before correcting himself, "Weathermaker might have, but his wife got hospitalized from the incident, so we haven't really compared note."
Cassandra laughed, "Silly gâscă, do you think your magic will be enough? You make one man a bou and you grow smug... but you'll figure it out. Besides, Miguel is the last I do this to."
"You don't even know what you're fucking with, lady. Brilliant." Vivian took a long drag, and blew her smoke up toward the ceiling.
"It worked once, that's enough. Don't need a blowhard psychic with a lil' Cajun spice, who spends her time poking vipers, telling me what I need."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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Weathermaker. She committed that name to memory, as well as the fact that he was in the hospital seeing after his injured wife. "So, I take it he had the same freaky shit done to him?"
She took a draw of her cigarette. "Magic bitches, buses that drive up walls, lotta crazy shit in this town." And that was just today.
She turned her attention toward Vivian, who was flipping out about... something. "The fuck's your problem?" she asked her "sister".
"Scroafă must be deaf," Cassandra muttered to herself, "I don't need some ignorant little girl who can't even tell the difference between Romanian and Cajun telling me what I should do, so that makes us even."
"I suspect she is... how do you say, "jelly"? Witches are a prideful bunch."
"Great..." Miguel sighed, looking back at 「ALL CAPS」 holding the word...THE over it's head. "...this. I need to sit back down and think..." Miguel wandered back to his seat, and clutching his head.
Cassandra laughed, "Silly gâscă, do you think your magic will be enough? You make one man a bou and you grow smug... but you'll figure it out. Besides, Miguel is the last I do this to."
"Poking vipers?" Miguel questioned, his eyes wandering as 「ALL CAPS」 motioned it's hands and the word VIPERS was drawn from Vivian into it's clutches. "..."
"...Anyway, do you know somethin' we don't?" he questioned Vivian. "More importantly for right now, can you see this thing?!" he asked, his thumb pointing back at the spectral figure behind him.
The electricity does little to nothing, prompting the girl to smile, "You're learning but not fast enough."
"What's this? Reenforcements?"
The girl turned, peering into the inky darkness. A small gasp left her lips, "Can it be?"
Lunging forth like a grasshopper, the girl would nearly fall vertically upon Lucy, her hands gripping each side of the latter's face.
"~I found you, little Lucy~"
The girl's voice and appearance would trigger deep-seated memories within Lucy. Brutality, terror, pain; the one atop her encapsulated these and much more. In response, something within her clicked and a being more eldritch than heavenly manifested.
Lucy recognized it as the ghost who had always been watching her.
"The doctor's going to be so happy to hear--"
Emerging from the darkness came the rottweiler, biting down on the distracted girl's arm. Despite this, the girl laughed, even as teeth broke through skin, "Oh, how careless of me. Let my guard down..."
Exploring the first level of the hospital provided little excitement, although Boris could see the number of people injured by the tour bus had been quite sizeable. Twenty or more people were still waiting for treatment.
There, of course, was the elevator that Suzie, Jamie, and Lucy had taken earlier, and the waiting room's coffee and tea bar was still fully stocked.
"Jealous of what? What did you even do?" As far as Sandra knew, she just sat down and started talking, at which point Vivian started popping off a minute later. She had been bitching ever since.
She could only assume, based on what she told Miguel, that nerds could sense another nerd's nerdiness and could compare that to their own. Cassandra must have been a bigger nerd than Vivian, and that had her knickers in a twist. "Tch. Fuckin' nerds."
Jamie almost swung at the girl as she started to charge, but stopped herself as she watched her get close and grab hold of her face, talking to her like she knew her and spoke of a doctor.
Then the dog they'd been following bit her arm, and her first instinct was to reprimand the Rottweiler and order him to release the girl... But then remembered Toby Keith, George, and Flors and her hand tightened on her tire thumper.
"W-who are you, how do you know Lucy, who is this doctor you speak of, and are you the reason behind what's going on in this hall?"
Critics who treat adult as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence.
- C.S. Lewis
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan