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Post by Collin Russiani on May 8, 2006 18:11:13 GMT -5
"Its all right, Cheats." He murmurred, coughing as he rubbed at his face where the warden had hit him.
((hey, have Snyder take his medicine! why would he let him keep it in solitary? and go put him in solitary. you can go to a regular cell.))
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 8, 2006 18:21:01 GMT -5
((Yeesh, you'd be a MUCH better Snyder than I would... xD But okay.))
He searched Red's pockets, pulling out an object and grinning madly. "Now Red, we don't allow medicine at the Refuge..." he said as he stuck the medicine in his own pocket. "You will be taken to Solitary... the girl will be returned to her regular cell..." Snyder turned to Cheater. "I'll talk to you later."
"But s--" She was silenced as Snyder slapped her, not exactly hard, but he still did it. Cheater winced and nodded. "WELL GO." He yelled and she scurried off, wondering what would happen.
((I'm going to end up making Snyder skip through a feild of purple dasies... HIS CHARACTER IS TOO SINISTER....))
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 8, 2006 18:23:43 GMT -5
((here, ill take this part so you dont have to worry bout the hurting Red))
Snyder cast a glaring gaze on the Brooklyn ex-leader. "Now now, let's just go without any trouble, shall we?" A group of tough looking boys got on either side of him.
"Do you really think im gonna just go?" Red snarled.
"No, no i dont." The Warden gave him a slick grin as the boys descended upon the redhead and in no time at all dragged him off, bleeding and seeing stars. Sticking their brass knuckles back into their pockets, they gave Snyder identical grins and he nodded back.
"Solitary, and no food or drink."
"Yes sir."
((no, Red is not a wuss. He fought back and hurt them too, i just dont feel like writing it all out. okay? ^_^))
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 8, 2006 18:34:09 GMT -5
((Ah, thanks so much for not making me hurt Red. I shall take Snyder back now...))
Cheater, who had been watching from behind a corner, squeaked. Snyder turned around and scowled at her. "I thought I told you to go back to your cell."
"Yes well I um... I don't know which way... to.... go and..." She stammered, now panicking and say some totally random things, one of which involved her saying 'Snyder in a dress' which made his face turn red and he, some what quietly, picked her up by her neck, brought her down the hall, and threw her in her cell.
"Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry..." she could be heard muttering from the inside, now totally out of her mind... for the moment.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 8, 2006 18:36:35 GMT -5
Red landed in his solitary cell none too gently, and he felt the vibrations from the heavy door slamming shut with a finality. He drew in a shaky breath and got to his feet, his arm clutched tightly to his chest. It felt broken- just another thing for him to worry about.
Sinking to the matress he hoped to God Fancy had gotten away. Although he wished he had told her to keep Spot away. No doubt Snyder would be waiting for just a chance. Spot had to stay away, for his sake as well as Brooklyn.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 8, 2006 18:40:04 GMT -5
Cheater mumbled something under her breath, clutching her stomach as a wave of pain washed over her and she threw up, having not eaten anything since the last time she had, it was mainly stomach acid.
Her throat hurt and she wanted to get out of the Refuge so bad, so she could go back to Bronx... go see a doctor...
"FANCY..." she yelled, not really paying attention to some of the strange looks she got, when it hit her that Fancy had probably run away... gone to get Spot, perhaps.
Wonder how Red is doing.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 8, 2006 18:44:00 GMT -5
Red was not doing well.
Snyder had taken his medicine, and the damp air in the cell certainly wasn't helping any. It was irritating his lungs, making him cough up more and more, his throat felt raw, and he eventually just laid down, closing his eyes and wishing it were all over.
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Post by fancy on May 8, 2006 18:46:43 GMT -5
Fancy ran up to the side of the refuge. Her heart pounding. Spot had refused to come with her and she was beside herself with anger. Her head screamed to go back, but her heart told her to get them out. Fancy looked for a way in without having to go throught the entrance. Then she spotted it. She ran to the side of the building and began climbing her way up. When she reached the top window ledge, she edged her way along to the same window that Cheater had been in before. When she got there she tapped on the window lightly "Cheater!" she mouthed, seeing her friend....
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Post by spotconlon on May 8, 2006 21:17:12 GMT -5
"FANCY!" Whispered Spot loudly behind her, "Whadya think yous is doin? Tryin to have fun and break 'im out without me?"
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 9, 2006 8:33:34 GMT -5
"She's crazy, sir..."
"But should be really send a girl that young to an asylum?"
"She's a danger to herself and others..."
"Give her a few more days."
Cheater stood on the outside of the door, eyes wide. They were thinking of sending HER to an asylum?!
Cheater was sitting on her bunk, head buried in her arms, trying to block out any thoughts at all. Her stomach ached, and her head pounded, she wanted nothing more than to die at this moment in time.
The tapping on the window caused her to raise her head. Seeing Fancy for the second time that night, she smiled half-heartedly and got up, causing her vision to blur and her to stumble a bit before finally making it to the window.
"Hey Fancy." She mumbled, wanting to tell her something, but not remebering what it was. As she remembered, she gasped and looked nervously over her shoulder. "Fancy, you gotta get Red out first. Snyder took his medicine..."
Her head felt like it was breaking in two and she bit her lip, putting a hand to her forehead and leaning against the wall. "So you go get Red... and I dunno... I'll stay here for a while..."
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Post by fancy on May 9, 2006 8:36:59 GMT -5
Fancy shook her head "Nope... Thats gunna be Spots job..." she turned and smiled at him, this time it was an actual grateful smile. "Cheats your coming with me okay?" Fancy turned to Spot "You go get Red out okay?" she gave him a serious look "And please be careful! We don't want TWO of you in here!" she hugged him quickly and looked back at Cheater "Come On lets go..."
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 9, 2006 8:41:53 GMT -5
Cheater raised an eyebrow, but nodded and climbed out the window, not looking over the side. Her thoughts went back to what the two outside her door, Snyder and someone else, had been saying.
You don't belong in an asylum, Cheater... Diamond said so.
She leaned against the wall again, her eyes going in and out of focus. "I don't think I can Fancy..." She whispered. "I can't see..."
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Post by fancy on May 9, 2006 8:52:40 GMT -5
Fancy drew her breath in sharply. She grabbed Cheater around the waist "Spot! First can you help us get her down? I can take it from there!" she smiled at him pleadingly....
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 9, 2006 9:02:36 GMT -5
Cheater put her hands to her forehead, as if she was trying to hold her head together, to stop it from splitting... just let me die... just let me fall and die... I'm gonna go crazy... let me die... she thought as she stood there, eyes closed.
Opening her eyes and looking at what she hoped were her shoes, everything was blurry. "Can you tell them to stop throwing rocks? It's really irritating..." She whispered, closing her eyes once more and putting her head in her hands.
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Post by fancy on May 9, 2006 9:11:44 GMT -5
A look of serious concern spread across Fancys face. Her emerald eyes burnned with anger. She hated this place with a fiery passion that burned deep within her heart. "Cheater, listen to me they aren't throwing any rocks..." she Began to pull Cheater down the side of the building with her, but as she was just about to begin her decent, her feet slipped off of the hold they had on the building. She screeched and pushed Cheater back onto the ledge with all her strength. She was left dangling there five stories above the ground. "SPOT HELP!" she yelled as loud as she could. Then she remembered where they were and mentally kicked herself. Oh god they were in trouble now....
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