http://slasher-slayer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] slasher-slayer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-08-03 11:15 pm

[Location: Edge of the Speares District][Voice] Someone was wearing their bad idea jeans

[Well, that was a bad fucking idea cherry to top the sundae of bad fucking ideas. Cassie'd stumbled across that Adria bitch and had actually picked a fight with that...fucking superpower-handed bitch. And Cassie got, maybe, two lucky hits in. The rest of the time she was getting her ass handed to her. She'd just managed to get away and fucking ached all over. She was lightheaded and wanted to pass the fuck out.

Can't.

Not far enough away.

Leaving her van where it was, parked a block or two away from where Adria had been preaching, Cassie made her way down an alley until she was sure that Adria wasn't following. At some point, when she was making her way down the alley, her tablet - which was attached to her wrist - turned on, activating the voice mode. She slumped to the ground, crying out quietly at the pain that lanced through her.]


Fuck me running.....

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
...

Cassie?

[Yes, that is the Worried Voice]

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Obviously, as I'm responding.

[He doesn't even bother to correct her, wow this is bad.]

I've heard that, before. Stupid enough to need a doctor? [That rustling sound is him rummaging through drawers for anything he might need because he is so totally coming to get Cassie's dumb ass.]

Don't bother lying. Where are you?

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Top three percent of my class, actually.

[Simon is used to stupid people doing stupid things which he is then required to fix, don't worry.]

Yes, I'll bring my 'strange-ass handglowy thing' vaccinations.

[Sharply, upon hearing the whimper] Do not move. I'll be there in a few minutes. Concentrate on your breathing, don't pass out, and keep me informed if anything worsens drastically before I arrive.

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, well. They don't allow you to practice medicine in the core if you don't. [Why hello, Simon is marginally better at the whole class issues thing than he used to be, but not by a whole lot.]

What makes you think I don't have some?

[Protip: he doesn't.]

Now, you said an alley in Speares. What are you near? Buildings, landmarks, anything. If this is all the fight you're putting up, I'd rather be able to find you quickly than waste valuable time searching for you.

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Let's hope you can do without my hands from now on.

...Right.

[Out the door, not running at all it's a light jog, shut up, and then:]

Cassie. Cassie! Keep talking. And don't call me that ridiculous nickname again.

[Trying to goad her? Never.]

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[identity profile] adpartesdolent.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps I should run after all, then.

[Clearly, the best way to keep her talking is to get snippy.]

I was unaware that the genetic anomalies on Earth that Was included a predisposition towards having a truly horrific sense of humor. Is it a family trait, or were you all merely insane?

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[identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie? What-- are you crying?

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[identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
No kidding, Hack. Not even a smart-ass comeback?

What did you do? Are you alright?

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[identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Adria? No, I'm pretty sure I don't know that bitch, but--

Where are you? Do you need help?

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[identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Simon? Oh, that Tam guy?

...that bad, huh. I'll... save my yelling for when you're better.
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[identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
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Rocketman. Really?

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[identity profile] fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, so Dean's a little worried, actually, since last time he talked to Cassie they'd sort of ended on bad terms.]

Cassie? Y'alright?

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[identity profile] fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com 2009-08-04 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Dean does sound irritated, but it's mostly to cover up the concern.]

Oh, screw that, making fun of you isn't even fun. Where are you? Lemme come help.