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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 6:53 pm
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He thought he noticed her stirr and lifted his head. Apparently they had somehow popped her rib back into place, and mend it back together, but she woulden't be allowed to run or jump or do anything similar for the next couple days, but would be allowed to walk. They also said she'd have to wear a back brace. It was a simple, plastic object that she could conceal under her shirt, and snapped together into place and wrapped itself around her lower ribs and just above her belly button. They had already put it on her, and he wonderd if she noticed. "Hey. Sleepy. They said you should be fine by now, I think. Get off ya' BUTT!", he said, taking the pillow out from under out from under her head, and hitting her with it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 7:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:44 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 1:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 2:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 3:15 pm
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 3:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 3:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 4:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 5:00 pm
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 5:24 pm
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He trotted down the street until they arrived at a poor looking, yet quiet part of the city, and approached an elegant, tall apartment building, with staircases leading up to the entrance on either side. "Neighborhood's CRAZY but my place is BANGIN'.", he said, tired from walking, and anxious to get up to the top floor, where his rich apartment was, and collapse on the couch. He walked up the steps and appeared in a lobby with two steps leading up to a cozy area with two chairs and a desk with a chubby black guard in a brown security uniform and elevators to the right. "Hello there.", the guard said happily, with a slight caribbean accent. Dan simply nodded and walked to the right, holding Rebecca's hand, and calling an elevator and going up. 'I beleive I can fly' was playing as the music. "I beleive I can fllyyy... I beleive I can TOUCH the skyyy...", he sang happily, taking the elevator all the way up to the twenty-first floor.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:15 pm
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"Eeep!", he said, rushing to help her to her feet. "Don't hurt ya'self! I'm not takin' ya' butt to the hospital again! Lil oompa looma mutha-...", he mumbled, grabbing both her hands and tugging her to her feet until he was about an inch or two away from his face, and he paused for a moment, then sang out. "-Think about it every NIGHHT and DAYYY. SPREAD my WINGS and FLYYY awayy.", he said, turning, and seeing the elevator doors open, into a eight or nine foot narrow hallway, with a door at the end in front of them. He fumbled around for his keys and looked through them, about to open the door. "Allright... you READY?", he asked, sticking the key in the door.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 9:09 am
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They emerged in a rich looking, high-ceilinged room, with windows on the walls showing the city around them, because they were at the top of the building, basically right on the roof. The floor was hardwood and there were three couches, a large TV, pool table, small sectioned off area with a kitchen, and a walled off area to their right. That was the bedroom and laundry room beside that. "Alllright. Get some SHUT-EYE, that's an order soilder. We'll be waking up at 0700 hours. Move out.", he said, saluting her, and pointing to the door that led to his bedroom. "Bed's in there, if ya' wanna use it... or the couch, it's all good.", he said, putting his hands on his hips and looking around.
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