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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 14:16:29 GMT -5
Christian pushed himself up on the wall, and held his arm gingerly by his side, keeping it tucked towards his body, "Here, let me help," he took Amelia's arm, and draped it over his shoulder, to help her walk, "Are you alright?"
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 14:23:21 GMT -5
"Nothing too bad, but I won't be sprinting in the Olympics anytime soon," Amelia said smiling a little.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 14:31:52 GMT -5
Christian smiled and laughed a bit, "S'okay. he broke my shot-put arm."
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 14:33:12 GMT -5
"Well the track team is screwed then," Amelia said leaning her head against Christian's shoulder, "We should go and find Iada."
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 14:34:55 GMT -5
"Easier said than done love," He said, kicking open a door, "She could be anywhere."
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 16:31:56 GMT -5
"Figures, the fugitive is a porter, why couldn't have been easy?" Amelia wondered outloud.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 16:34:58 GMT -5
"Can you reach out to her mentally," Christian asked, turning sideways to help move his wife through a half-blocked doorway.
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 17:18:08 GMT -5
"My telepathy is all muggy, and even then she could be up to 100 miles away," Amelia said.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 17:20:29 GMT -5
"...So we've no way of getting ahold of her, and she's on the run from us? Wonderful."
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 17:30:41 GMT -5
"That's Iada for you," Amelia sighed.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 22:11:05 GMT -5
"So," he said, taking a breath as he stepped into the light of the day, "How you wanna handle it? Try and find her? Or let her come to us?"
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 22:14:32 GMT -5
"I'll try," Amelia said, "Iada?" she sent out telepathically.
Iada jumped awake and looked around, "Did you just say my name?" she asked Shrapnel.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 22:16:18 GMT -5
Sean shook his head, "No. Why? Is something wrong?"
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 22:23:36 GMT -5
"I don't think so maybe it was a dream," Iada said scooting up to Shrapnel and cuddling against his chest and closing her eyes again.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 22:30:22 GMT -5
Sean smiled as she leaned on him, "Would it be weird if I told you I wanted to just go away with you, and not come back? Cause I'm starting to think it may be a fun trip."
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 22:54:26 GMT -5
"No because that souns wonderful," Iada said breathing her answer into Shrapnel's ear.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 22:56:29 GMT -5
Sean smiled, "Good. Cause I'm planning a vaction."
He leaned down, and kissed her on the nub of her ear.
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 23:06:29 GMT -5
A shiver went up Iada's spine and she particually got up to kiss Shrapnel when, "Iada answer me!" Echoed through her mind, "Ouch! I'm busy what do you want!?" she said her eyebrows furrowing.
"Yes! I found her!" Amelia said grinning.
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Post by Christian on Mar 5, 2006 23:08:00 GMT -5
Sean's head snapped back in shock, "What?"
"Great," Christian smiled, "Try and find out where."
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Post by Health on Mar 5, 2006 23:11:53 GMT -5
"wher are you, we just kick Sinister's butt," Amelia asked reshowing the fight to Iada.
"Damnit, it's so hard to find a moment to be alone with you. It's Amelia, it seems that Sinister is dead," Iada said and kissed Shrapnel's nose before replying to Amelia, About twenty miles east and tired as hell."
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