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[Feb. 1st, 2010|05:29 am] |
Might as well let you all know, since I don't know who all's befriended him, thus cannot lock to specific parties...
Cassidy's in the hospital. He got hit by a car while on a walk. He's got a broken hipbone, some damage to his femur and lower back, and a nasty concussion. They did what they could to repair his hip, but it's unlikely that he'll be upwardly mobile any time in the near future.
Visiting hours for [Hospital] are [times], but when he's not knocked out from the IV, he'll be checking the thread, probably.
For those of you who got him this down in the first place, I've only one thing to say to you.
Shame on you. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|05:39 am] |
This universe has a sense of humour! I was drawn out of my own trial and thrown into the defence of another wrongly-accused individual... I could almost call it poetic.
I do wish they'd stop calling my sanity into question. Can't a man wear such a glorious coat without someone casting aspersions on his mental state? |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|05:43 am] |
Now that I've managed to totally freak my parents out, I think I might go for a nightflight. I sort of want some chips, and not the icky ones in the States.
Anybody want to help me keep my blood sugar up? |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|03:44 pm] |
Can anyone explain to me why there's paparazzi camped out on the front lawn?
And furthermore, am I allowed to sic the gators on them? |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|09:20 pm] |
I've been having the weirdest dreams lately. I blame it on this new world. And this English coffee. Boo.
[[ooc: it's random, i know. if you have a telepath or a dream-y character, feel free to chime in. lol]] |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|10:07 pm] |
( Anne. ) |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|11:50 pm] |
To friends and family of Cassidy Turner--
If there is anything any of you need -- anything -- please know that I am here for all of you. If there is anything I can provide -- money, resources, a cup of tea, anything -- just call me. My number is [phone number]. The home I own in London is at [address]. My home is open to anyone, and you are welcome to call or come here any time, day or night.
( Locked to personal friends and family members of Cass and Miniver, and residents of Mordhaus ) |
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[Feb. 1st, 2010|11:56 pm] |
I really should have known better. Even the good ones use you up and hurt you. Which is fine, really, it's my lot in life. I'm used to it.
Kitt, I hope you feel better. I also hope you stay there. |
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