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Post by Evangeline on Oct 25, 2008 22:51:30 GMT -5
Jastrow was looking distinctly down as Ebony ended the call. "I hope she pulls through this. I've only known her for a few weeks, but she's got class."
That morning was cloudy, and it started to sprinkle a bit. Randy opened his eyes and pulled down his Bimini top to cover Delfina.
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 25, 2008 22:57:44 GMT -5
"Same here," Ebony said with a sigh, "Shale's coming, though, so that he could be with her. He'll be here in a couple of hours."
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 25, 2008 23:08:24 GMT -5
"Her family lives out farther, I think." Jastrow frowned. "Her twin brother might get here tonight. And she's got a sister too, far as I know. Her parents... I don't know when they'll get here."
<<< Time jump to Shale's arrival? >>>
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 25, 2008 23:25:24 GMT -5
"Guess we'll have to wait," said Ebony.
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(((((OOC: Timejumping to Shale's arrival...)))))
About a couple of hours later, the sound of helicopter blades was heard as they approached the marina. Shale Huntington had topped off and then had taken off, after making sure that the PI office he and Luke shared was secure. Now he was going through the checkpoints of the landing procedure at the moment.
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 0:05:10 GMT -5
Bree tried to lift her head as she heard the blades of another helo, but her head swam when she attempted to move. "Shale?"
"Just take it easy, ma'am." the forklift technician gently pushed her down again. "You're in no shape to be going anywhere."
To add to that, the sounds of an argument came closer. "Not without ME you aren't!" a gruff male voice with a Scottish clip to the accent echoed through the walls. "You might've earned a shiny new medical degree, but that doesn't mean you've had any experience with this!"
"But--" the voice of the young aeromedical specialist sputtered as another Coast Guard forklift with the crest of a Master Chief Petty Officer stalked into the room where Bree was lying on her mat, surrounded by bags of ice. A young red Toyota pickup with MD decals followed him, looking quite nonplussed.
"Let me see her!" the MCPO barrelled over as the resident technician, merely a rating, retreated before the superior NCO's righteous bluster. Bree opened dull, dry eyes and wondered if she was hallucinating as a figure from her cadet years came up to her and put a cool fork against the side of her head. "She's gonna need more than just the icebags. You should have a gel pack blanket in the freezer, get off your duff and get it!" He turned back to the sick helo. "It's been eighteen years, lass, but I never forgot about you. Just lie easy and we'll get through it like we did the last time."
"You've advanced a bit since that time, Greg." Bree noted the MCPO crest. "Just where did they hide you all those years?"
"Oh, after you graduated, it was a year in Gig Harbor, then a year in Portland, then another in San Diego..." the NCO, of late middle age, related a litany of postings. "And it just so happened that I was on leave right now, when it got to me that you were sick again. News travels." he settled beside Bree's head and started removing paper packets from his compartments. "Now, if I can get by that young whelp, and I will, we'll pull through this."
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 26, 2008 0:16:30 GMT -5
Shale landed and folded his blades back, then turned to where Bree was resting, knowing that she was there because of her scent. He headed over.
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 0:59:30 GMT -5
"Shale?!" Bree called out as she heard the Bell mix come up. Greg turned, throwing up a fork. "Stay back, lad, she can't have visitors now."
Randy stirred again as the sun came back out, and looked about for Ebony and Jastrow. Erika was just coming out of her topor and looking a little more alert.
<<< Last post >>>
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 26, 2008 1:47:46 GMT -5
"Sir, I'm her fiance, Shale Huntington," replied the mix, "Why can't I see her? Is she alright?"
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Ebony had used the extra time to wander about, first stopping at the Villa Hermosa library to have a chat with Doris, then to the cafe to get something to drink, then she headed back to the marina and the docks to see how Delfina and the boats were doing.
Delfina, in the meantime, had been curled up on the cushions provided by Randy, though she was beginning to wake as well.
(((((OOC: Sleep now... Night...)))))
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 13:25:21 GMT -5
"She's got a relapse of the Gulf Fever she had eighteen years ago." the MCPO explained. "She's rather delicate right now."
"If Shane's out there, let me see him." Bree called out from inside the building.
"Delfina's awake." Randy reported to Ebony. "Almost."
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 26, 2008 19:19:53 GMT -5
(((((OOC: Okay, you know what? I am seriously not in a good mood this evening and I really don't know how to respond to that. This RP is getting way too off-course and I honestly don't like it.)))))
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 20:33:12 GMT -5
<<< Let it rest until tomorrow, then, and then we can discuss what to do, OK? >>>
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 26, 2008 20:47:55 GMT -5
(((((OOC: Fine, but I don't have anything to do now...)))))
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 20:54:43 GMT -5
<<< Maybe do some writing to work out what you're feeling, or something else, then we can get back to this with some ideas. >>>
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Post by ebonyviper on Oct 26, 2008 21:46:59 GMT -5
(((((OOC: I don't have any idea what to do with either Freda or Raven... I wanted to develop them somehow, but I can't think of any way to do it...)))))
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Post by Evangeline on Oct 26, 2008 22:07:36 GMT -5
<<< I'm hitting the sack early tonight, so maybe we can brainstorm something later. In the meantime, in order to do something with Freda, maybe do some research on things that she would actually do, and that would expand her character more. Maybe elaborate on who her family is, etc. I'm guilty of neglecting Ben Stokes myself, I could bring him in more. And can Raven still do shape-change stuff? This might get him back in the game, interacting with people who don't know him from another vehicle of their type. >>>
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