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bit_impossible[twenty-four hours has passed, the proverbial timer in the universe goes off, and much in the way that riku appeared, so does he, but mere feet away from the hole he jumped in the previous day. his clothes are even worse for the wear than when he first went in, small tears and cuts all over his beloved coat and suit.]
[but he's alive and starts to cough, his face tight as all at once pain shoots through every cell in his body. again his voice is strained, but he sounds happy despite it all.]
Fun ride. Don't think I'll be repeating that one again. [he tries to sit up, but immediately collapses right back on the ground and begins to laugh slightly, ignoring the pain. then suddenly stops.]
Hang on...same voice, [tentatively feels his face] same nose, sideburns, hair, mole between shoulder blades--Oh! And both hands! I like that! Glad that worked out!
[whispers to himself] But...I thought I'd died... I felt it! And yet I didn't regenerate... [his eyebrows furrow] How odd.
[but he's alive and starts to cough, his face tight as all at once pain shoots through every cell in his body. again his voice is strained, but he sounds happy despite it all.]
Fun ride. Don't think I'll be repeating that one again. [he tries to sit up, but immediately collapses right back on the ground and begins to laugh slightly, ignoring the pain. then suddenly stops.]
Hang on...same voice, [tentatively feels his face] same nose, sideburns, hair, mole between shoulder blades--Oh! And both hands! I like that! Glad that worked out!
[whispers to himself] But...I thought I'd died... I felt it! And yet I didn't regenerate... [his eyebrows furrow] How odd.
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Date: 2009-03-13 12:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-13 12:50 am (UTC)Is it? I didn't realise his was.
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Date: 2009-03-13 01:00 am (UTC)[Nods]
He lost it when he was in the army a while back. You can't really tell it isn't real.
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Date: 2009-03-13 02:22 am (UTC)Military man, huh? Thought as much. Nice hand job, though. [smirks]
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Date: 2009-03-13 02:31 am (UTC)Former, anyway. He quit.
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Date: 2009-03-13 03:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-13 07:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-13 10:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-13 10:09 pm (UTC)You don't have anything to apologize for. That wasn't why he quit and he has no problems with it.
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Date: 2009-03-13 11:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-14 12:25 am (UTC)[Puts a finger to the clover on her chest, pointing out what the Doctor might recognize as a scar from a bullet wound in the middle of it.]
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Date: 2009-03-14 12:49 am (UTC)How? That location... How did you survive that?
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Date: 2009-03-14 01:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-14 02:44 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-14 08:41 pm (UTC)Are you feeling better now?
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Date: 2009-03-14 10:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-15 05:46 pm (UTC)