The wicked die alone.
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estdeus_innobis[Just past midnight, Thursday, August 14, day 445]
[The woods]
(Continued from here)
I still really ain't sure where we are. We been walkin' ferrat least a couple hours now, but th'clouds've covered th'moon, an'I can't judge what time't might be. Long 'nough fer th'wound'n m'should t'clot over an' m'arm t'go stiff's old leather. Ain't much else I c'n say beyond'at.
Glass'n me ain't spoken much, partly cuz we's both burnt out, partly 'cuz we wanna stay's quiet's possible. I ain't seen neither'a th'bitches since I left'em trapped'n screamin', but I ain't gonna count us 's anywhere near safe 'til we's outta th'woods 'n safe in our beds.
Pause's we cross into a clearin'. "Any idea how much further we got t'go?" I says inna whisper.
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[The woods]
(Continued from here)
I still really ain't sure where we are. We been walkin' ferrat least a couple hours now, but th'clouds've covered th'moon, an'I can't judge what time't might be. Long 'nough fer th'wound'n m'should t'clot over an' m'arm t'go stiff's old leather. Ain't much else I c'n say beyond'at.
Glass'n me ain't spoken much, partly cuz we's both burnt out, partly 'cuz we wanna stay's quiet's possible. I ain't seen neither'a th'bitches since I left'em trapped'n screamin', but I ain't gonna count us 's anywhere near safe 'til we's outta th'woods 'n safe in our beds.
Pause's we cross into a clearin'. "Any idea how much further we got t'go?" I says inna whisper.
[OPEN to those from the previous scene, and others should they choose]
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Date: 2012-10-11 08:01 pm (UTC)"Lucien!" Stop at the sound of my name and look around. I see a shape against the dark, and after I stare for a second, I realize who it is.
"Glass!" My voice sounds sharper and more panicked than I'd like, and I run over to her.
"Are you hurt?" No, not her, not badly enough to make my nerves scream like they are, but what the HELL is she doing out here this late at night, and.... oh god! "Where's the baby?!?! Is she okay???"
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Date: 2012-10-11 10:13 pm (UTC)For the love. "Surely." Probably. Dorian'll be having a fit about now, I imagine... Catch at Lucien's arm, then start back towards them. "Reed and Sir Catherine gutshot Syl, Chester went to try slow'm down." Wonder if there's anything else t'say about that. "They're both carrying guns, mind."
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Date: 2012-10-11 11:20 pm (UTC)What???? Syl's been shot, there are guns and Chester...
"Guns. Gotcha. I can find them, stay safe for gods sake!!!!" I say, taking off at a blind run into the woods. Let's hope third time's not a charm for dying. I really don't want to know if I can survive a gunshot to the chest....