Mar 30
Alright! Apparently we go home today and not tomorrow like I thought!!!
Who's ready for me live blogging another 10 hour flight!?!? =D
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Alright! Apparently we go home today and not tomorrow like I thought!!!
Who's ready for me live blogging another 10 hour flight!?!? =D
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The pod hums and fills with light. The screaming stops. Her body stills. You sink to the floor, your body drenched in sweat, your heart beating fast enough to hammer straight through your ribcage.
At that moment, Dr. Amari walks in.
She bears a plastic bag with a happy face on it and an equally content expression on her own face.
"N4!" she cries out. "Dinner's here. Is the last guest"-
Her head snaps towards you as she reaches the aisle where you're hunkered down. Her eyes narrow. She sets the takeout on the floor.
"You." she says, walking towards you, her fists balled. "You know what I told you. You have until the count of three. One."
You clamber to your feet.
"Wait!" N4 says, running from the backroom.
"Two."
"It was my fault!"
"Thr"-
"I turned it on. I'm sorry."
"Turned. It. On?"
Her eyes shift from you to the glowing pod. She lets out the deepest sigh you've ever heard.
"Who is in that pod?"
"Uh...I don't..."
"The Chief Engineer" you chime in. "Um. Of the Institute."
"Why."
"I panicked."
It's the most honest answer you've ever given to anything.
what the... "so rude." good thing he had the shield handy.
My son is constantly talking about "his brother who died when he was a baby" and I'm beginning to think I'll have to inform the daycare staff that, if it ever comes up, this is a complete fabrication on his part. =')
‘ why are you bleeding? ’
F ailed endeavor had startlingly been flattened like an overzealous ant ‘fore a languid youth’s eyes in a mere instant: executioner taking ‘pon the guise of Kyoraku’s feet, his impromptu attendance as a totality. - Hitsugaya had aspired to reach his office undetected but alas he had miscalculated the number of individuals residing within his squad’s barracks this evening. ----- Withholding no round-the-clock precision, definite measurements, of the margined probability that another captain might be waiting for him by his doors with whatever requests needed to be hearkened. --- Steps forthwith ceases as lips purse. --- Naught was dissimilar from these encounters aside from the ichor descending the adolescent’s temples. -- He had been resolutely training within caves as of late - intentionally reckless, in profound verity, in hastily gaining strengths, he ended up injuring himself in the midst of a compelling Ryusenka: deficient curative assets ‘pon his person, he could not rightly tend to the wound to an extent that would result in the bleeding forevermore halting. How vexatious it was to be spoken by such concern yet affronting features. “ It’s nothing critical. - Why are you here, Kyoraku? “
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It sucks having to use your wimpy arms and core muscles in place of your back.
It sucks having to use your wimpy arms and core muscles in place of your back.