deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Dec 4, 2012 0:40:16 GMT -5
Deacon kissed the top of his head, but that didn't stop the tears. He started to cry for the first time since she'd been put here. He sniffled, looking over at Bandit. "You're all I have. You and my baby."
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Dec 4, 2012 0:48:41 GMT -5
Jordan sighed. He shifted his weight, leaning over to give him an unsteady kiss. "'why I gotta help her." He murmured with a weak smile, eyes half open.
His breaths were wavering, fingers cold.
"You need her too.."
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
Posts: 364
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Dec 4, 2012 11:54:22 GMT -5
"Shh.. Just.. Don't speak.." Deacon told him quietly, couldn't bear to hear him talking like he was about to die. Deacon kissed his head again, holding the boy close to him.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Dec 4, 2012 12:21:52 GMT -5
Jordan wasn't worried about doing. He didn't like the needle, and he had always been afraid of death, like when he'd been shot. But he knew he would pass out first in this situation and at that point beunhooked. He just had to hold out a little more for her to be okay... He relaxed further in Deacon's arms, shivering.
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