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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:13 pm
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Bianca stood there in shock for a moment when he messed with her hair. She walekd up behind him and wrapped her arm around his neck, holding him there and squeezing just a bit, but not enough to cut off any air supply. "You're lucky you gave me this jacket! I would've kicked your a** for messing up my hair," she warned playfully. "I'm going to go get my pants." Bianca turned and went otu of the room, walking up to every orderly she saw until she found one that spoke english. The orderly brough her down to storage, where she got her clothes and soem new wraps for her wound. She fixed up her side, then slipped on her BDUs and her pants. Her hoodie had been washed and stiched up, and she smiled gratefully as she put it on. "Much better," she said, picking up her gas mask which was with the rest of her stuff. She smiled, putting the gas mask on, then pulling the hood of her jacket up and heading back into the room where everyoen else was.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:19 pm
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"Guys, I'll be right back, I'm gonna get my stuff too," Joe said, walkin out of the room, eventually finding an english-speaking orderliy who led him to storage. He got dressed in his desert BDU's, the jacket of which had been patched up where the quisling had bitten his arm. He finished dressing, being careful as to watch his broken wrist, and ran outside for a brief second. He grabbed his emergency bag, which he had taken off while driving to the hospital when his arm was bleeding out. He opened it up, checking the contents as best he could with one hand. He put the bag back voer his shoulder and ran back inside the hospital, making his way back to the room with everyone else.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:39 pm
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Joe entered the room, seeing the food, and grabbed a two Roast Beef's and a Sprite. He opened the Sprite, drinking half in one swallow.
"Man, I love this stuff," he said, walking over to his bed, sitting on it and opening one of his sandwiches and tearing into it, "I hate the munchies. I can never get rid of them. I'm just glad this hospital food is better than when I had my surgery before the apocalypse happened."
Joe finished his first sandwich, eating the next one more slowly, actually tasting the food this time around.
(you okay man?)
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 5:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 6:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 6:07 pm
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