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Post by roguejedi on Dec 22, 2003 16:09:02 GMT -4
"C'mon. Let's go on inside." she said quietly too the girl, since they were still in the rain, provided by Storm's reaction to the news. "don't want you getting sick, right?"
She winced as another chunk of her shield broke down, flooding her mind with the grief of the others, mostly Chris's.
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Dec 22, 2003 16:11:50 GMT -4
Christine didn't say anything - just took off running for her hidey-hole. She wanted to be alone and grieve in private.
OOC: leading into the thread Grief
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Post by roguejedi on Dec 22, 2003 16:16:37 GMT -4
Larza sighed and shook her head, standing.
There was no way she could help anyone. Her way of dealing with her foster brother's death had been revenge, on all humans. That hadn't helped any, just made her harder to trust.
'Okay. I don't know now.' she thoguht, turning to see if anyone in the plane needed help in any way she could provide.
(OOC: Do ya' want me there? Lol, I dunno. ^_^ I'm not good at writing sad stuff! AH! *bangs head on desk*)
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Dec 22, 2003 16:18:22 GMT -4
OOC: no, it's already been written and it's a thread involving Cyclops
Christine just needed to get away and hide for a bit - trying to grieve in private, away from prying eyes.
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Post by roguejedi on Dec 22, 2003 16:23:36 GMT -4
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