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Tweak says, "...I just hate people."

Dr. Amber 'Cutthroat Bitch' Volakis [House M.D.] (cutthroatbitch) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-01 16:56:00

Entry tags:

amber volakis, apocalyptic plot, gar logan, james wilson, kate pryde

Who: Amber and James Wilson. Open to, among others, Gar Logan and Kate Pryde
What: plot o' destruction
Where: Kent Memorial Parking Garage
When: After the collapse
Warnings: None really. Other than massive cursing, most likely.

Amber sank down to the ground. Her phone wasn't working anymore. No more texts, calls, or internet posts. It was as if she were cut off by herself. James was still unconscious, though still alive and with good vital signs. She wasn't really as worried about him as she should have been. It was strange but she felt that he would be fine. No medical reasons, no outwards signs, just a feeling she had inside. Intuition, if you will.

As she wasn't much on believing in intuition, she chose to chalk it up to his good vital signs, the strong pulse in his leg even below where the beam had him pinned, and anything else she could pin it on. Sighing, she slid closer to him, draping her arm across his chest. She stroked his face tenderly, hoping he would wake up soon.

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lewdgreendude
2008-02-02 05:17 am UTC (link)

"It's Garfield, but don't spread that around. Although you can probably get a crazy amount of pussy with a name like Beast Boy. 'Hey, baby, Beast is my middle name. Actually, it's my first.' He'll thank you." The fact that he was green and dirty-mouthed might have reduced his reputation somewhat, but he was still a professional.

He checked the hose then took the guy's pulse. "I assume you're a doctor? You look like one. You probably know better than I do, but he's okay. You'll probably want to put some food in him later, and I wouldn't advise having sex in here, but you're cool." Besides, he thought, this was probably the safest place they could be.

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cutthroatbitch
2008-02-02 06:08 am UTC (link)

Amber actually smiled and chuckled a bit. It was nice to have something humourous after the hours she'd spent holed up down here with James unconscious next to her. "Don't worry. I won't tell a soul your real name is Garfield. Thanks for coming, Gar."

As he checked on James and the hose, she nodded at what he was saying. "Yes, we're both doctors. His vitals are good, he's got a strong pulse in his leg, and he seems to have good blood flow in the femoral artery, so I think he'll be all right. I just wish he'd wake up. And don't worry. No sex. I've got a bitch of a headache right now." She smiled at him affectionately, which was saying a lot for her.

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lewdgreendude
2008-02-02 07:02 am UTC (link)

"That reminds me of a joke. So this man--" Gar shifted into a canine and sniffed around for toxic gases-- "is in bed with his wife, and he's kissing her, rubbing her shoulder, you know how men do when we're looking to get some. She says, 'Not tonight, honey. I have a headache.'"

He walked to a far wall and scratched a bit of rubble to see how solidly packed it was. "The next day, the man comes home with roses and candy. He does the dishes and vacuums the house and everything. That night, in bed, he's kissing her again and she says, 'Not tonight, honey, I have a headache.'"

Apparently satisfied with both the air supply and the relative safety, Gar padded over to the woman and sat in front of her. "So the day after, he takes his wife out for a night on the town. Dinner, dancing, the works. They get back, and bedtime rolls around. The guy goes into the bathroom for a long time and comes out completely naked. The wife rolls her eyes and says, 'Honey, I have a headache.' The husband says, 'I've just spent the last five minutes in there powdering my dick with aspirin. It's your choice. You can take it orally, or you can take it as a suppository, but you're getting some medicine.'"

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