[Sam's last experience with being involved in a night cycle was nothing too fun. He'd caught pneumonia, gotten buried under debris, concussed, healed, concussed again, and dragged all over the island. To be safe, he's holed up in his cabin, but is still very much willing to help anyone who needs it
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And Bobby, and he ain't even dead.
... at least I hope not. This place is screwing with our heads, but I gotta wonder why there ain't nothing out trying to make a Shoney's buffet out of us. Something ain't right about this.
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Yeah, I haven't heard anything about monsters anywhere except for the ghosts.
And, I heard Revy, man.
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Ok, that tops anything I've seen or heard.
You don't think what we are seeing are people who used to be here, do ya? Poor bastards who got brought here like us?
((ooc: sorry for my fail, my writing muses have all been MIA lately >.>))
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Sam! It's me! Open up!
[Her voice is loud and a little frantic as she looks back over her shoulder at Alistair grinning and carving little signs in the porch railing.]
Maybe he changed his mind, Sweeeeeetheart
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[Sam hears Ruby's voice and hurries to the door, the iron pipe in tow from the last night cycle. Pulling it open, he quickly pushes some of the salt aside before stepping out past her, swinging at Alastair with the trained skill of a natural athlete.]
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Thanks
[She has her arms crossed over her chest and her voice is quiet and tense.]
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You okay?
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Special delivery!
[OOC: Ruby!mun want in on this? We could have a sexy threeway tag session, guys. So sexy!]
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[He calls through the door:] Faith?
(ooc: Mmmm... sexy idea.)
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Yeah, just me! I got goods and I'm not even charging this time.
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