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Post by John Doe on Oct 28, 2006 1:13:58 GMT -5
"No," John managed to argue. "I'm fine."
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Post by Illusion on Oct 28, 2006 1:15:01 GMT -5
Travis eyed the ground distastefully, "The puddle of vomit and the whole not seeing thing says differently." he said, finally making it to the front door and into the cool night air.
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Post by John Doe on Oct 28, 2006 1:18:29 GMT -5
"I've had more than enough of hospitals," John said, leaning on Travis.
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Post by Illusion on Oct 28, 2006 1:33:29 GMT -5
Travis sighed, "Fine but don't come crying to me once you fall over dead." he said and then looked around. "Alright, so, car or taxi?"
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Post by John Doe on Oct 28, 2006 1:34:48 GMT -5
"Taxis are cars," John pointed out.
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Post by Illusion on Oct 28, 2006 23:36:17 GMT -5
"You know for someone who knows everything you can make some remarkably stupid comments." Travis muttered as he adjusted his grip on John, "I meant your car, if you have one or a taxi."
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Post by John Doe on Oct 28, 2006 23:40:37 GMT -5
John stared at Travis. Had he mentioned anything about knowing everything? "I parked it just down the street."
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Post by Illusion on Oct 28, 2006 23:44:04 GMT -5
Travis turned his head so he could raise an eyebrow at him, "That would help if I knew what your car actually looked like." he said and started moving them down the street.
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Post by John Doe on Oct 28, 2006 23:49:45 GMT -5
"It's a '68 Cobra."
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Post by Illusion on Oct 28, 2006 23:54:28 GMT -5
Travis gave him a slightly startled look, "You own a car that cool?" he said giving John an assessing look before turning his attention back to looking for the elusive car.
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Post by John Doe on Oct 29, 2006 0:40:22 GMT -5
"You find that odd?"
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Post by Illusion on Oct 29, 2006 0:54:38 GMT -5
Travis's lips twitched in amusment and then his eyes lit up as he finally spotted the car and started walking them towards it. "Well you just don't seem like the type, it's rather... suprising." he said and helped John into the car.
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Post by John Doe on Oct 29, 2006 0:57:16 GMT -5
"I'm full of surprises." John settled into the passenger seat. His head was still pounding and he felt weak.
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Post by Illusion on Oct 29, 2006 1:13:21 GMT -5
"Apparently" Travis said as he got into the drivers seat and then held out his hand for the keys. "So were exactly do you live?"
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Post by John Doe on Oct 29, 2006 1:15:10 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter..." John muttered, closing his eyes. Did that actually make sense?
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