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grahamcommawill

. 38 Public; Video

Nov 15, 2011 21:23

[Guess who's death tolling it up again? This guy right here. Because this happened. This post is... a day after that, let's say. Once things are wrapped up.]

That... could've gone better. I guess negotiating isn't really my strong point. Then again, it never really was.

[Weak chuckle that quickly becomes a cough, which then becomes a groan of 'Ow ( Read more... )

hannibal lecter, death toll it up, agent k, hoffman is a reflection, fffff fml, arthas was my wife, mindwipe :|

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cannibalmind November 16 2011, 03:55:18 UTC

[A soft sigh]

Will, Will, Will. What trouble did you get into this time?

I'll bring by a stack of books.

grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 04:08:00 UTC

I tried to play the hero. [And... nope, not going to add to that, because it might turn into an accusation.]

That'd be great, thank you.

cannibalmind November 17 2011, 03:38:38 UTC

Very well. I'll bring back the Mishima so that you may finish the story.

...

You know, Will, if you keep getting yourself killed I'm going to have to insist that you take some further precautions before dashing to anyone's rescue.

grahamcommawill November 17 2011, 04:00:06 UTC

[Will smiled a little.] I wasn't dashing, exactly. Besides, typical vests wouldn't have helped in this case.

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darknessb4me November 16 2011, 06:20:34 UTC

Graham.

Did you get killed by flowers?

You get the rare smile icon for that! grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 06:54:36 UTC

[Another laughter then--ow. Oh why does laughter hurt so muuuch :c ]

N-no. It was actually a phaser blast to the chest. I think I disintegrated before I hit the ground.

:D! darknessb4me November 16 2011, 07:00:47 UTC

Oh. [Noise of slight approval because it was not flowers.] Is she dead?

grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 07:57:14 UTC

No. She's been taken to Zero. [He's stronger than daffodils and daisies, man. ...Usually.]

[Private] most_feared November 16 2011, 06:22:14 UTC

Mind givin' me a run down?

[This is how Kay asks if people are alright.]

[Private] Oh, Kay. Never change your gentle ways. <3 grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 06:59:12 UTC

Poison Ivy was unwilling to negotiate, or seek a peaceful solution. Violence was the only route acceptable from the start. The elaborate details and a complete run down you'll have to get from Dick.

[Pause.] I saw Narvin get choked by a vine before I got blasted by a phaser gun. How is he?

[Private] most_feared November 16 2011, 08:08:07 UTC

He's ruffled, but he has a respiratory bypass. He can go a long while without needing oxygen. He's pretty good.

Dick seemed pretty curt so I guessed it wouldn't go well. [A pause.] The T-X was talkin' to him. He came to me about moral advice. I'm... fuck, I'm not sure what to tell him.

[Private] grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 08:20:17 UTC

[You have his mind stuck on 'respiratory bypass'. He'll just nod and go with it for now.]

The T-X... What does Hannibal's warden have to do with anything?

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[Private] expectremorse November 16 2011, 07:18:45 UTC

[Hoffman got rescued from the crazy plant lady. He'll be in the infirmary until tomorrow wherein he'll be probably making some kind of statement, but for now.]

You okay?

[Private] grahamcommawill November 16 2011, 07:59:46 UTC

[Infirmary bros before flowery hos? ... Will waves from across the room. His voice is a bit hoarse, but he responds aloud anyway.]

I think I'm spending far too much time here lately. How are you doing?

Re: [Private] expectremorse November 16 2011, 17:09:00 UTC

Ditto.

[Hoffman smiles. At least he can sit.] Working too hard.

sharpememory November 17 2011, 01:15:55 UTC

What ended up happening?

grahamcommawill November 17 2011, 04:53:04 UTC

I attempted to diffuse the situation with Poison Ivy through talking. It didn't work out. I'm not sure what happened after that. I only know she's in Zero now.

sharpememory November 19 2011, 00:22:16 UTC

Well, I'm glad that you tried. My warden was one of the people she took.