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Yesterday was not a good day for me to be in the Nexus.

Zombie stuff. Enough said.

I encountered Daniel's sister. She said that she could cut off my head and give it to him as a gift. She went on and on. About how she'd put a bow in my hair. How I'd have a nice expression on my face.

I got sick.

I couldn't help it.

Then I cried.

I also couldn't help that.

Date: 2006-08-08 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goodform.livejournal.com
*the captain says nothing, but his expression of anger is eloquent in itself. Knowing that his outbursts of fury make Victor anxious, he struggles to remain in control*

Date: 2006-08-08 09:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com
She tugged at her sleeves and fidgeted. "I...I don't think she'd do it."

Date: 2006-08-08 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goodform.livejournal.com
That is hardly the issue, Miss Victor. I do not appreciate idle threats any more than genuine ones. *his voice is icy*

Date: 2006-08-08 10:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com
She nodded. "Sh-she could. I know she could 'cause she near killed s'meone close t' me. Woulda died if'n he wasn't immortal. Sliced him open an'..." She shook her head and lowered her eyes. "I didn't wanna get sick. I didn't. Didn't, but I'm not strong like th' rest of 'em."

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