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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 21:29:01 GMT -5
"It's your own fault," Crane said, unsympathetically as tears fell down her face. He looked back down to his paper, and finished it off.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:01:35 GMT -5
"Is it really?" Allie muttered. Was there anything SHE had done to cause it?
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:03:47 GMT -5
"Yes," Crane said, putting the papers aside and opening up the briefcase again. He took the burlap mask out and tossed it to one side of the coffee table his work was on. Coincidentially, the side Allie was closer to. "You meddled."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:05:55 GMT -5
Allie glanced at the mask and shuddered. "I- I didn't... try to." More tears trickled down her face.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:08:15 GMT -5
Crane looked up quickly, halfway through putting a paper away. "You think that trying to create an antidote to Sheridan's pain toxin wasn't meddling?" he said emphatically. That was as close to meddling as you could get.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:09:52 GMT -5
"I never meddled with you," Allie replied. "What you do is... so much worse." She shrugged, turning her head away again to try to hide the tears.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:12:44 GMT -5
"Do you not see how creating an antidote to her toxin threatens mine?" Crane said. "If you had the means to make antidotes, you could have ruined me." He flashed her a cruel smile, "Now you can't."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:18:55 GMT -5
"I saw that a long time ago," Allie said grimly. "I just wish..." She shook her head.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:20:07 GMT -5
"Wishing does a person no good," Crane said, turning back to his work.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:22:53 GMT -5
"I noticed," Allie muttered irritably.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:25:16 GMT -5
"Accept it," Crane said, uncaring. He stood up, put the mask back into the briefcase and put it by the door. He then walked into the kitchen to prepare something for dinner.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:27:11 GMT -5
Cate cursed herself several times in several ways. At the very least she could have told someone, if this was going to happen anyways. She started sobbing.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:30:46 GMT -5
Crane smirked slightly. He didn't feel sorry for her in the least. "Trapped with no where to go," he taunted from the other room, "just like a rat." Hm.. maybe he should have something quick. He didn't feel much like cooking.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 22:32:50 GMT -5
Allie glared at the door to the kitchen. She just sobbed harder, because it was true. Totally true. And it was her fault.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 22:41:48 GMT -5
"A lab rat," Crane mused. That analogy actually fit very well. Maybe he should just order something.
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