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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 20:15:40 GMT -5
Prince... to be honest... had no idea. She sighed a little and looked at Red. "Look... ya can't give up on life... it won' do ya no good. I know youse you can beat dis, so you're just gonna hafta. For ya own sake... for Fancy..." she reminded him.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 20:18:51 GMT -5
He looked down at the ground, scuffing his shoe. "Spot's gonna take care of Fancy, when i go." He said softly, that Brooklyn light gone from his eyes. He looked beaten now, beyond beaten.
Worn out.
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 20:22:02 GMT -5
"No, b'cause you ain't goin' no wheres," she said to him. Like I said... she's trying to be optomistic, no matter what. "See, you're gonna get bettah, den dis won' be a problem no mores." The last thing she wanted was Red dead. She didn't care if he had given up, or if he was worn out... she wasn't going to let him be beat.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 20:24:21 GMT -5
"What are you going to do?" He snapped weakly, "I cant control it, and neither can you. I can sit here and say it wont happen until im blue in the face- but that wont change it one bit."
For Red, mr. advice, this was conpletely out of character.
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 20:37:23 GMT -5
"You got anythin' ta take for it? Any medacines, medication? B'cause if ya do ya should take it, an' if ya ain't got nothin' ya should get some," she said. She was not going to be taking no for an answer any time soon here. "Dat'll help ya control it."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 20:40:07 GMT -5
He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a small tin, gazing at it, "It helps my cough, but in reality does nothing for the disease itself."
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 20:52:06 GMT -5
"Wull... take it. Ya... do take it when ya supposed ta, dun ya?" she asked. She was probably asking too many questions, but... she didn't care.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 20:53:34 GMT -5
He looked caught, and he stuck the tin back in his pocket with a shrug, "Yeah."
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 20:56:46 GMT -5
"Uh-huh..." Prince didn't buy it for a second. His face had given himself away. "Ya know, if ya had taken it den I wouldn't know, an' we's wouldn't be heah right now." She was trying to be comforting, but... it wasn't working.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 20:57:33 GMT -5
"I dont take em." He said slowly. "I dont think there is a reason to, when they dont work."
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 21:08:43 GMT -5
Prince sighed and looked down at the ground. She then turned her gaze back to Red. "How do ya know," she asked, "If ya dun take 'em?"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 6, 2006 21:14:44 GMT -5
"I took up a few times- made it a bit worse, actually." He shrugged a little.
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Post by Prince on May 6, 2006 21:33:04 GMT -5
Prince sighed. It had been worth a shot. "Sounsd ta me like youse need a new doctah or somethin'," she said joking a bit. Her optomism was dying. She really wished there was something she could do, but it was appearing slightly hopeless. "In the mean time... might as well hold on as long as ya can... that's what everyone does... ain't it?" she asked with a half smile.
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Post by spotconlon on May 7, 2006 12:38:41 GMT -5
Spot sat up straight looking like a light bulb went off in his head. "Yeah! know dea'h is an idea. A new doctor, Red, maybe someone else can help ya more."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 8, 2006 4:20:37 GMT -5
Red looked thoughtful, "I'll get back to you on dat." He rubbed his hands together, "In the meantime, i need ta talk to youse guys."
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(c)Red
