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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 12:54:00 GMT -5
((Well, she's traumatized. It's understandable. Script cries a lot, too. Like all the time. Oh, and you can start it!))
David winced, sighing. "I just...I needed to take a minute. To calm down. Sweetie, I'm sorry."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 12:58:26 GMT -5
((on it!!))
Zippy turned away from him, mumbling to herself in Yiddish. "I was beaten up on the street and you needed a minute."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 12:59:13 GMT -5
He winced again, sighing. "I'm sorry, Erin. I was being selfish, I know."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:04:29 GMT -5
Erin didn't say anything, she just closed her eyes again, willing for sleep to come because her whole body was too sore for her to bear anything else.
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:06:00 GMT -5
David kissed her hair. "I love you, Erin. I'm sorry, sweetie. I love you. I'm not going anywhere, I promise."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:13:31 GMT -5
She believed him. "I think its really over now, Dave. You shoulda seen it- all the blood. I don't know how I managed to survive it."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:15:26 GMT -5
David gulped. "It--it wasn't your blood...was it?"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:18:56 GMT -5
She shook her head. "I stabbed two guys. But he hit me." She pointed to her face. "Here and here."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:21:27 GMT -5
David leaned over and kissed her in both those spots. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I shoulda' been there..."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:23:29 GMT -5
"You would have gotten killed," Zippy reminded him, with a sigh. "the only reason they didn't kill me was because..." But she didn't wanna finish the sentence. "I just hope Nevada's okay. She was pregnant."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:25:26 GMT -5
That made David frown. "How bad did they get her?"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:28:38 GMT -5
"Bad." Zippy replied, taking his hand. "I had...flashbacks..." She shook her head. "I felt awful for her."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:29:43 GMT -5
He sighed, and squeezed her hand. "Well, Tristan's taking care of her, I'm sure."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 13:31:28 GMT -5
"Dave..." She began, sniffling. "When it happened to me, I was....relieved. It was the worst thing...I was so ashamed."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 13:33:17 GMT -5
David frowned a little, looking at her, confused. "What do you mean, Erin?"
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