Genevieve
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OOC: Act under fire. Roll+sharp (Good in the clinch). (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 3, 3. Total: 8)
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I wrap my legs around this bitch and lean as far over to one side as I can- trying to ground the bike.
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She looks like me, but different- darker hair and she has baby fat. No hint of Ethan in her at all. She giggles and my heart properly melts. I never thought I could be this happy. Her and me, together. Peace. I cough as I'm kicked awake. My heart a…
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I lay down, facing away from Ronnie. I want to crawl away, so I can't hear them, but I've got nothing left. I weep. I curl up and think of my little girl- the one I never got to meet. Maybe I'll meet her tomorrow. I sleep- pulled under it's dark d…
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No, of course I don't laugh. I feel my knees go a bit weak, but I lock them so I don't fall over. "You mean Brannigans?" I ask, my voice cracking and weak. I'd heard enough about the Ascendant to know I was probably better off dead. If Brannigans …
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That look on Cobb's face, Ronnie's smirk. The hope I didn't realize I'd been holding onto evaporates. They're going to kill me and dump my body near Salt- good to their word. I nod, still not looking Ronnie in the eyes, keeping as still as I can. "…
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OOC: Read a sitch. Roll+sharp. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 2. Total: 6)
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I look around, assessing my options. OOC: Read a sitch incoming.
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I go with him, resisting the urge to try and tear my arm out of his grip.
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I tried to say no to Ethan, once. He'd punched me, but it was before the real shit went down. It was so odd because one minute his face was twisted with rage and the next minute he was on me, taking my clothes off. I tried to stop him, but he was st…
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Some woman had got cut in the eye- it'd punctured the eyeball and gotten all infected. I had to clean it all out and sew the hole shut. It might have been the most pus I've ever seen in my whole life. Mostly it was digging out bullets- some of whic…
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I shake my head no. I want to sleep more than anything, but who knows what they'd do. And the thought of Cobb... If I had anything in my stomach I'd be sick. I didn't make eye contact with them, didn't talk much. Just stitched up holes and gave out…
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OOC: act under fire. Roll+sharp. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 4. Total: 10)
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Why would they let me go? More like they get me to work and then they kill me. Not like I have much choice, though. I nod. "Yes."
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"Chocolate came from Trench. Meds came from Boomtown clinic. I'm a doctor." I reply, not looking him in the eye. I hope they fucking choke on that candy.
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I gasp at the kick and curl up around my midsection. "Stitch." I reply weakly. I'm not dumb- if they need a doc bad enough they'll keep me alive... Until one of 'em gets hungry.
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When I was a kid my dad liked to carve- though I always joked that he liked to sharpen that damn knife more than the carving itself. I lay as still as I can- can't do much about the trembling. I close my eyes, though I can still see them all in my …
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(Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 6, 6. Total: 12) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 9) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 2, 3. Total: 5) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 9) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 2, 5. Total: 7) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 8) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 4, 4.…
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(Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 4, 2. Total: 6) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 6) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 2, 3. Total: 5) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 4, 2. Total: 6) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 6) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 9) (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 3, 2. …
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OOC: Go aggro on Cleaver. Roll+hard (+1 for read a sitch). (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 1. Total: 4)
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I push VB back towards the bar and flatten myself against the wall next to the open door, waiting to clothesline him with the bat. Well, that's the plan, anyway. OOC: Go Aggro incoming
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OOC: What should I be on the lookout for?
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OOC: Read a sitch. Roll+sharp (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 4. Total: 7)
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I pick up the girl's bat and wait for cleaver guy to come to me. "Got another clip?" I ask VB, assuming she doesn't. "We've got incoming!" I yell back to Bicycle. OOC: Read a sitch incoming.
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OOC: Act Under Fire. Roll+sharp (Good in the clinch). (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 6)
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The sound of that gun flips a switch in my brain- I stuff the scared Stitch deep down and start moving- somebody's bound to have some holes they need stitching up, and soon. If there's a way to get out of the building in back, so I can come around,…
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I haul ass behind that bar, feeling a little better behind it. I want to grab for my stun gun, but I know it wouldn't do much good- if they get that close there's not much I can do. I try to take slow breaths and keep as calm as I can- someone might…
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I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding and the bottom falls out of my stomach. I hit the button on the two-way- "It's Wendys." I whisper. I'm not sure why I feel the need, not like he can do anything. I nod at Rinso- eyes wide- and pra…
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OOC: Read a sitch. Roll+sharp. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 6)
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"Oh, that's fine." I'm actually really excited about getting to see the view from the tower. I used to live in an apartment on the 42nd floor- not the highest level, but not far off. It even distracts me from worrying about the potential raiders for…