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I stop watching him walk away with Pris. By the rules I know he’s right, I don’t have any authority. It still makes me mad and feel horrible for Pris. “Fine. Take care of her, Rys.” My voice has an edge of warning to it, before I turn back to qua…
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I roll my eyes at Bea. Then Rys comes around the corner and pulls the caveman routine. I suppose it's easier to carry her, but fireman? Pris is small enough, he could carry her cradle instead. I'm even more annoyed now. "Bea can get back on her…
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Xuan, Kohaku's stone face tells you she is very displeased by this development, but nods acknowledgement. You enter the cell and sit. The silence stretches on for what seems an eternity. She glances up at you, taking in the outfit with her good e…
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(Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 6)
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Oh for drokk's sake, really, Bea? Let's talk about what we do with dead people's stuff while helping Pris to the med bay? I give Bea a look and shift my eyes to Pris.
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Robynne, The pleasant sounding voice comes through your comm. "Keep this channel open as a beacon. Emergency Personnel are en route to your location. Please keep the patient awake until assistance arrives. If the patient has an emergency injector,…
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She sits stiffly in the chair. "I am not a fool, Auntie. The Emperor is not the ruler his father was. But to destroy the empire, to drag thousands of systems into war and chaos... to destroy what's been the heart of our civilization for three mill…
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I consider Bea a moment. I sort of want to tell her to buzz off, but I think of Pris sitting all alone in that room. It couldn't hurt. I look at Pris making sure she doesn't object."Sure, Bea. If you want."
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My face softens. "Shh...It's okay, sweetie. I'm right here. I'll get it later." I say soothingly. I get the cloth again, do any necessary cleanup on her face. I get some shoes on her and help her up and towards the med bay.
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No, there's still a chance that they could at least make her feel better. I open the door again and move over to her. "He's gone. Come on Pris, we need to see the doctor."
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"Oh Drokk... I never thought of that! Oh, you're definitely leadership material aren't you." I snark at his back, going back to the door. The comment about me not caring stings. I do what I do because I care about everybody. Well, except him. Rig…
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Shut Someone down (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 1. Total: 7)
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"That so?" I walk up close to him, eyes narrowed, in his space. He smells... good. "Well here' s one thing I do know. Pris needs someone who really cares about her right now." I study his face. "Not someone who just pretends to."
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I raise a sardonic eyebrow. "Oh, that should be entertaining." I snap. "With both your brain cells working together maybe you'll figure it out by Arrival." I lean back on a leg, contemplating him."I don't know why you still pretend to give a stomm…
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What, like I don't give a stomm about anyone? Jerk. I move through the door, close it behind me quickly. I fold my arms across my chest, looking way up at him. "I just said she wasn't feeling good, platehead," I hiss. " and keep your drokking voic…
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"Shh, now, you're not going to die, Pris." I say, gently. Her door chime rings and we see Mark. She shakes her head. I compress my lips and get up to answer. I'll open the door partially. It's not enough for him to see Priscilla. "Hi. She's n…
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She shakes her head, a humorless bitter chuckle huffing out of her nose. "No... I mean I couldn't choose but to love the most impossible person in the galaxy. One who doesn't love me equally. The rest is consequences."
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Allevard it will be a brutal run through a thick, milling crowd. Let's see you face adversity with Physique. It's probably not in your face quite this way how much of Terci's life is dedicated to yours, is it Robynne? I mean you know it, sure, bu…
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I stand there a moment looking at her. I think the first thing out of my mouth was going to be "are you okay", but I stopped because... duh. I go over to her bathroom and get a washcloth, run it under cold water, grab whatever meds I can find, look…
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I stop just past Priscilla's door, listening to the sound of her coughing, something twisting in my gut. So she didn't start with major symptoms until after I added the medicine to her breakfast juice a month ago, so what? It's coincidence. The sy…
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I shudder for a moment, gripping the edge of the nightstand and breathe, shaking my head, getting some distance from the images. When I feel steadier, I grab the comb, slip it into my pocket and make my way out again.
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visions are confusing and alarming
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Gazing into the Abyss. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 3, 4. Total: 8) +1 xp
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I just.... I feel it. Don't ask me how, I don't know. I stretch out my hand and hover it over the various pieces of detritus and thinking about the feel of Olivar's... energy. I am looking for something has that sense to it, as strong as I can fin…
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She had relaxed when you claimed not to be her enemy but drew up again with the revelation of your allegiance. She seems guarded. Her eyes are locked with yours as she considers your words. "The Princess... she is... I see. " She looks around at …
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I wave them off. I have been in the room before. Not for long as the place is something of a pit. Boys. Olivar is worse than Lucas but neither of them are exemplars of orderliness. I pick my way amongst the dark piles of random stomm everywhere, …
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Theae rooms weren’t really designed to be quarters, you know? Normally I jack into the lock maintenance point with my Navi and run a small program that exploits a flaw in the maintenance cycle of the lock and repeats the last entry authorization. …
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Her heart is beating quickly, Robynne and she goes boneless. You both have to lower herdown and you have to keep ahold of her to keep her up at all. She looks at you with wide, confused eyes, her pupils dialating. "S-S-Sai...R-Robynne? I... I ca…
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I look after my roomie for a moment then sigh and slump back against the headboard considering my options. Olivar was a total shit today. He needs to learn manners. So first things... with all the parties and stuff he's probably not going to be in …
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I shrug again at her query. "Good enough." The message plays and I wince behind Tab's back. She's agitated afterwards. "Seems like he already knows, that. But it's pretty drokking dumb that they sent it to you, Tab. I mean he's not messaging you. …