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Post by Queen C on May 16, 2006 15:11:40 GMT -5
Cordy Yelped as a peice of the phone Slice into her hand. "Son of a--" she placed a hand over her mouth she had lost way to much blood that day and she felt rather sick and dizzy.
"Think i'm going to be sick..." she grabbed a waste basket and upchucked what looked like blood and the very little food she had all day.
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Post by Faith on May 16, 2006 15:11:57 GMT -5
A slayer and a vampire...that seems a bit of a contradiction."
She reached the bottom step. "He makes for good practice."
Cordelia had pulled Fred out of the way, but there was still a risk of a stray bullet finding one of them. She had to get rid of the gun.
"You know, if you really were good at your job, you'd put a little more effort into it. A gun just screams lazy to me."
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Post by Henry Elder on May 16, 2006 15:15:13 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is this too inconvenient for you?" he asked, all the while moving closer to her, while keeping enough distance for protection. "You know, you could be a little more considerate. I might just have to get ready for a friend tomorrow, or a meeting, or whatever. Nobody ever apprieciates the life outside the killings."
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Post by Faith on May 16, 2006 15:18:49 GMT -5
Faith circled him, trying to get her back towards the weapons cabinet. "I'll bet, must be murder on your social life. Assuming you have one."
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Post by Henry Elder on May 16, 2006 15:20:14 GMT -5
"I have a great social life. Murderers can have those, y'know. Well, the ones stupid enough not to get caught, like say, you."
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Post by Queen C on May 16, 2006 15:21:43 GMT -5
Cordy felt her world collapse around her she hated the feeling of vomit burning her Throat. she finished and leaned back against the Desk smiling a bit at fred. "Just stay down, everything will be ok."
Cordy moved quietly to her desk and picked out her knife and stood. motioning to Faith, Since Henry had his back to her. Nodding for the knife. "want this?" she motioned with her mouth.
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Post by Winifred Burkle on May 16, 2006 15:21:45 GMT -5
Fred had been silent through it all, she crouched next to Cordelia swaying from side to side. "I-I am just never coming out again...the man just walked in...wouldn't have found me..I...Oh Cordelia what are we gonna do? Where's Angel?"
((Sorry puter froze!)))
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Post by Queen C on May 16, 2006 15:23:12 GMT -5
"Fred the world is a scary place sometimes, i should know. I use to make it that way for a bunch of people but, everything will be ok. You have to believe me."
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Post by Faith on May 16, 2006 15:23:22 GMT -5
That's it.
Something snapped in Faith and she launched herself at him, her left arm knocking his gun arm to one side while she punched him the face with a right hook. He stumbled back and she followed it through with a roundhouse kick, sending his gun flying across the floor.
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Post by Henry Elder on May 16, 2006 15:25:21 GMT -5
He unsheated his short katana, and stood. He circled her, waiting for her to attack first, so he could counter.
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Post by Winifred Burkle on May 16, 2006 15:25:45 GMT -5
The sound of Faith's sudden attack on Henry frightened Fred even more, she was terrified to think she might get hurt. She was shaking and clinging onto Cordelia's arm
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Post by Angel on May 16, 2006 15:26:07 GMT -5
Angel listened to Cordy's voice then the line went dead, he put the cell phone back in his pocket and turned to Wesley "So much for taking a look around"
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Post by Queen C on May 16, 2006 15:27:00 GMT -5
Cordelia smiled and held onto fred. "Shh everything is going to be alright." holding her close she promised she wouldn't let anything happen and she meant that too.
"Faith can beat this guy, she is a slayer and that's what they do."
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Post by Henry Elder on May 16, 2006 15:27:48 GMT -5
Fred's whining was irritating him, he yelled at her suddenly, "SHUT IT!" before snapping his head back to Faith.
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Post by Queen C on May 16, 2006 15:30:27 GMT -5
Cordy was getting angry now, and she didn't like it. "You SHUT IT!" she mimicked him and ducked back under the table to hold Fred. "Stupid idiot."
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