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tumbataure2013-03-21 03:33 am
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You're still in the Baumine Mines. Get your asses moving before rats of unusual size go looking for a meal. It's dark and scary and the structures are old and dangerous. Don't die.
[Mission: Make it out of the mine]
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[up on the tippeist of toes helping up along the wall to lessen his need to hunch. runs fingertips along the curve of his jaw as she gives up for another breath. idling briefly to taste her lip and running a thumb across his chinscruff]
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[sucks a sharp breath in through his nose but doesn't actually immediately recoil from his spot against clara against the wall. just side eyes.]
You going for a record on broken body parts Jimmy?
[suicide by dean?]
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Eesh, sorry. Thought you guys were keeping an eye on me? I lost sight of you both and wanted to be an honest hostage, but if cooperation gets me threatened.
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[they clearly should never touch each other in caves it leads to bagles]
[clears throat]
How about you talk to Nick's butt some more, Jim.
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[purses lips and disentangles. regrettably. the moment was ruined anyway. gives clara an apologetic look before he turns on stocky angry legs and tugs his jacket straight with all the finesse of the supremely irritated.]
An hour ago you couldn't wait to beeline it away from me the first chance you got and now you want to hug it out? I'm busy.
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I completely understand, you're both probably tense, blood pressure's through the roof, need to unwind, gather your thoughts. [ your impure, out of wedlock fornicator's thoughts. ]
But Nick is gonna tear my arm of if he tries to set this shoulder, and I don't know if anyone else has the requisite experience in field medicine.
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did you want this to be painless or are you a masochist]
--Fine, yeah. Catch up with the group, we'll be there in a minute.
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[fixes unwedlocked fornicator hair somewhere in the background of this.
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I can't really catch up to anything right now.
[ raises eyebrows at dean, because what you want to watch my sorry ass limp ahead so you can laugh with your psycho kidnapper girlfriend?
she's independent, don't need no man. ]
[ only managed to get himself halfway out of the overcoat. cas must have developed some weirdo fetish. neither he not dean probably know that the old trenchcoat was a gift from his mother in law who can never remember his size in anything. ]