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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 29, 2012 1:45:56 GMT -8
Ivan & Ashley find themselves assigned an empty one bedroom apartment-- formerly the surprise party location for Nat's birthday.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 29, 2012 1:47:14 GMT -8
Ivan danced the night away and wandered around, waiting until nearly everyone had gone to bed before grabbing an armful of blankets and preparing to sleep on the floor of the empty apartment. He got up at three AM and wandered to the balcony for a smoke, when he met Sandy and followed her back to her room.
Ashley woke alone! Probably head out to the 6th floor thread.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 6, 2012 15:32:40 GMT -8
Ashley entered the room quietly, with five small pieces of paper that had writing on them. He placed them all by the window. They read: Childs, Parker, Lt Mannheim(Lt was crossed out), Wilder, and Mr. Friskers. Before each he placed a single bead of rosewood from his rosary.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 6, 2012 18:27:35 GMT -8
Then the room was empty again, save for these cryptic little monuments!
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 7, 2012 10:10:22 GMT -8
Ashley slept poorly that night, the pain was overwhelming and he sick, almost nauseous. Like half his body was missing, or maybe it was all blown away. His brain was tumultuous with guilt, loss, mourning. So many he knew. He didn't think about it when he was awake, but when he was asleep, they came. Parker's half face, Childs, Mannheim, Wilder. They were all dead, or nearly surely dead. He turned and turned, he lived for these people now, and did not plan for the future, what did he have to think about? Where would he go? Where would they go? Would the zombies go? Would ghosts keep appearing? How long would all of this last? And would anyone survive?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 7, 2012 14:09:05 GMT -8
Ivan- "Stop moving around, man! You'll start bleeding again!" Ivan slouched in a rattan chair near Ashley's bed, half-dozing, trying to keep at least slightly vigilant for medical trouble. When Ashley stopped wriggling again, he let his eyelids drop.
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DKender
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Post by DKender on Nov 7, 2012 15:06:41 GMT -8
At a more decent hour (but still not decent enough), Alex knocked on Ash and Ivan's door. He called out, "Hello? Are you guys taking visitors? Uh, it's Alex." Maybe Ash wanted to do a mini Easter Mass with him.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 7, 2012 15:12:36 GMT -8
Ashley had not slept much, but it was enough, he decided. He rose up and brushed himself off, and then sighed. His...shoulder/collar area was on fire. It felt literally on fire. This was wonderful. "I don't mind. Wish they stockpiled some aspirin for this all. What are you doing here, kid? What time is it?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 7, 2012 15:14:55 GMT -8
Ivan drooled nearby in his sleep. As for the aspirin stockpile, indeed OTC meds were reasonably plentiful and some were present in the room. Have at thee!
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DKender
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Post by DKender on Nov 7, 2012 15:45:15 GMT -8
Alex instinctively searched for his cell phone, to tell the time. Unfortunately, his phone was somewhere in the mall. "Uh. It's morning 'O clock. Morningish." He shifted awkwardly. "I was just thinking maybe you wanted to do Easter Mass with me. Not a real one. But we could pray for our loved ones and stuff."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 7, 2012 15:58:55 GMT -8
Ashley kept his voice down, and moved a blanket over Ivan to keep him warmer with his good...ur, better, arm. He needed his sleep. "That's a good idea. How did you know?" he seems genuinely confused considering the number of anti-religious types around here, or at least...less so. He glances up at the window sill with his little monuments on it.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Nov 7, 2012 16:19:21 GMT -8
Ivan drooled nearby in his sleep. As for the aspirin stockpile, indeed OTC meds were reasonably plentiful and some were present in the room. Have at thee! (OOC -Don't do it! Aspirin is a blood thinner. You were shot!)
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 7, 2012 16:23:15 GMT -8
(ooc- He's stupid and it hurts, so he might do it anyways. I'd imagine the doctor would have put non-thinning NSAIDS in there rather than just aspirin with a longer duration of action. If it were a normal clinic or something like that he'd probably be on an opiate, but I don't know if those are available here/what the doctors had with them)
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Post by DKender on Nov 7, 2012 16:44:05 GMT -8
"You keep a saint's medal in your jacket, like my father," Alex explained. "Uh, shouldn't you lie down and relax a little? Because of the injury and all ... hey, what are those?" He followed Ashley's gaze to the little crosses. They had names on them. Like tombstones. Oh, shit. Alex crossed the room and took a closer look at the monuments. (ooc - Stupid? You're so mean! In Ashley's place, I'd eat all the aspirin. Waah wah wah. My pride has been wounded. Haha kidding. It's impossible to wound something that's infinitely large.)
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 7, 2012 16:52:12 GMT -8
(ooc- the docs control access to meds so I say no, I guess there is no aspirin. Let's say he's got something else, like, uh, codeine {unless that's a thinner too}, with very strict instructions about how often he can take it.)
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