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They ran off to find the medicine -- well, not 'ran' so much as stumbled -- and returned with the bottle and a couple of glasses, which they filled with water from the sink.
2015-08-06 09:22:30 -
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She took the pills as quickly as she could, and rinsed her mouth out with the rest of the water. Much better. She set the now empty glass down carefully.
2015-08-06 09:24:11 -
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They drank all the water and just swallowed the pills dry. Then they lowered the glass and clutched it to their chest, watching her with big eyes. Would she be mad now? They'd fucked up. They'd fucked up so bad.
2015-08-06 09:26:31 -
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She stood there for a moment, wondering what time it was to herself. She dug her phone out her pocket. Jesus fuck. No wonder why the two of them felt so sick. "It's barely ten in the morning." She pointed out. "It'd probably be best to sleep for a bit longer before eating...well...in /your/ case, eating."
2015-08-06 09:31:22 -
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They weren't hungry. Just scared. But....she wasn't mad? She had every right to be. ".....okay."
2015-08-06 09:35:00 -
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"Preferably something that won't make you feel worse than you already are." She added. "Like a bed."
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"....." They tilted their head. "I don't have one."
2015-08-06 09:39:27 -
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"....That is a problem that needs to be fixed right away. I have one and I don't even use it that much."
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"Well, I don't really need one. That's what the chairs are for. And the ground. With all the blankets."
2015-08-06 09:41:32 -
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"That is going to kill your back."
2015-08-06 09:41:59 -
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"Why? It's just as soft."
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"For now, but it doesn't really offer much support." She took their wrist. "Come on. We can argue about the bed after you and I have gotten some much needed sleep."
2015-08-06 09:44:12 -
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Ren nodded a bit and followed her back to the living room. Right now, she couldn't even go back home to sleep if she wanted to, and she probably did, but there was the whole issue of sunlight.
2015-08-06 09:47:07 -
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She led him back to the living room and to the armchairs. This time, she made sure the two of them were in a much more comfortable position before placing the blanket back on them.
2015-08-06 09:49:36 -
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She wasn't mad at them. That was a borderline miracle. They pulled the blanket to their chin and snuggled into her, falling asleep almost immediately.
2015-08-06 09:53:24 -
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She fell asleep as well shortly after, arms lightly wrapped around their waist.
2015-08-06 09:54:52 -
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Khasper stalked through the streets of New York City, scowling. Brielle had told him where she was staying, but asked that he meet her somewhere else. That definitely wasn't happening. The last time he'd talked to her, someone was shouting in the background about killing people, and while he normally wouldn't give a shit, their business not his, if it was happening in the same room as her he didn't approve. Eventually he found the hotel and made a beeline for their room, the staff giving him nervous looks as he did so. He didn't even have any luggage with him. Well, aside from a backpack. He hit the door once, not a knock so much as a punch.
2015-08-07 23:17:58 -
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Hunter heard a bang on the door. Okay, so that could only be one of two people, and one of them was a vampire. That means....SHIT! Oh fuck! Khasper was here. Okay. Okay. Calm down. Maybe he could rationally explain, oh who was he kidding, Khasper wouldn't listen to him. Okay, take a deep breath. At least answer the door and not piss him off more. He walked over to the door and opened it. "I swear I can explain!"
2015-08-07 23:24:38 -
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Naturally, he didn't respond, just narrowed his eyes at Hunter. He never responded. Except to Brielle. And sometimes over the phone. And always over the phone to Brielle. He leaned to look over his shoulder into the room. Oh look, Brielle wasn't there. You're dead, buddy.
2015-08-07 23:29:32 -
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He took a step back, putting his hands up. "Things only got a little hectic here. But, we're fine now. Brielle is fine." Oh God. Stay calm, Hunter, or else Alastor will come out and we will all have problems.
2015-08-07 23:32:54 -
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He cocked an eyebrow. Hectic? His ass. "Where, then?" Brielle could easily be 'fine' in a coma somewhere. Or 'fine' tied up in a warehouse.
2015-08-07 23:35:59 -
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"She said she was going somewhere else to meet up with you. I swear. She doesn't want anymore fighting!"
2015-08-07 23:37:24 -
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Ah, fuckdammit. So she'd already left. He sighed with annoyance, grabbed Hunter by the collar, pulled him out of the room, shut the door, and dragged him back to the lobby behind him.
2015-08-07 23:39:19 -
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Ah, shit! Fuck fuck fuck fuck. He followed behind Khasper, well by force. Looks like they were going somewhere now. Please be a car? Cars are nice.
2015-08-07 23:40:36 -
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No cars. They were walking. The place she'd wanted to meet him at wasn't that far away, anyways.
2015-08-07 23:42:57