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mistconduct) wrote2014-07-27 09:34 pm
mistconduct) wrote2014-07-27 09:34 pm
Issue #54 [Video]
[Day 1 and 2]
[Chis has been stuck on level 6 for the past couple of hours. He did great getting through the bottom two levels, but soon as his feet hit the spinning floor, he was down for the count. Now, every so often he tries to pick himself up, only to fall back down.
He's covered in bruises and slowly spinning in a circle, looking completely green, when he bothers to call in]
Can someone please come get me?
Jesus fucking christ this is embarrassing. Taken out by the goddamn Les Miserables set piece.
Hang on-
[The video cuts, just in time to catch Chris mid-hurl]
[Chis has been stuck on level 6 for the past couple of hours. He did great getting through the bottom two levels, but soon as his feet hit the spinning floor, he was down for the count. Now, every so often he tries to pick himself up, only to fall back down.
He's covered in bruises and slowly spinning in a circle, looking completely green, when he bothers to call in]
Can someone please come get me?
Jesus fucking christ this is embarrassing. Taken out by the goddamn Les Miserables set piece.
Hang on-
[The video cuts, just in time to catch Chris mid-hurl]
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[ She swallows down hard on her gorge; when Chris doesn't move on his own, she drags him, shoulders his weight. She may be small, but the only thing she does anymore is work out, and it's really showing in the muscle of her now. ]
Don't wuss out on me now. We're almost there.
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[Chris staggers along after Mindy, squirming his way through blindly]
I'm just gonna take your word for it. Aaugh, shit.
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[ Still crawling. Stopping every few words to swallow down her gorge, but -- the bitching gives her seomething to focus. She can see the doorway now, almost reach it.... ]
[ So she grabs Chris's shirt and SHOVES. ]
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[Chris squirms after Mindy, and rolls forward when she shoves him. He lies on his back just outside the doorway, struggling to get over the sensation of the room no longer spinning. Somehow, he feels worse]
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Ow. Ow ow. Fuck.
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[ She's just gonna lay there a minute. ]
Where-- you need to go? Second floor infirmary?
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[He staggers up to his feet, then immediately has to sit back down]
Nah, I don't...need infirmary.
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[ She'll handle it. ]
[ Somehow. ]
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F-fuck..
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Putz.
[ A few more minutes pass; she keeps her hands on the items she she has, her few weapons. She doesn't know when the Joker might come, but she's got a bullet in her hold out just for him, if he does. ]
[ When nothing happens but calm, well... ]
[ Her head cleared, she sits up. ]
You got a place to go?
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[he's feeling better now; at least he's not seeing double anymore. Giving a hazardous swallow, he uses the wall to help himself back to his feet]
...Dunno. I was looking for Slevin.
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[ She takes one of her holdout pistols out of it's holster. She slides it over the floor to him. ]
Keep yourself alive. Go find Slev. I got shit to do, people to protect.
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Dude, why do you even have this?
Wait, no, fuck that. Why are you giving it to me?
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Use it to protect yourself.
[ So there you go. ]
I'm going. Take it or leave it. I know you know how to use it.
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[He sets the weapon on his belt, steady on his feet once more]
Yeah. Thanks.
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But hey, on the mirror barge? Everyone fucking hates you, and they gave me a fucking shitload of guns. Funny how I liked it better there.
[ She's on her feet and heading for the stairs. ]
Don't fucking die.
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Christ.
[He pauses, watching her head out]
Hey. Thanks.
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This isn't for you.
[ She's just gonna keep on marching up those steps before she does something she regrets. ]