//Voice Post//
Dec. 1st, 2007 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teetheyes[There's noise, the sound of low rumbling and erratic groaning followed by slick feet on damp tiles. Static.]
Foster. Get your ass down here now.
[Hard breathing and a wet splatter.]
Station 6, mens room--FUCK! Don't make me kill you--
[End]
Foster. Get your ass down here now.
[Hard breathing and a wet splatter.]
Station 6, mens room--FUCK! Don't make me kill you--
[End]
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//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:01 am (UTC)[A faux suggestion to Tony based on the taste of his blood. Despite the look, he tucks the balisong between his fingers then he leans in to untangle the chain from around Lee's waist and leg.]
There.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:04 am (UTC)[He hooks an arm around Lee's waist and hoists him up, struggling a little under the bigger man's weight.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:07 am (UTC)Magic. What is it good for?
[Seemingly unfazed by the wounds they've all gained, particularly the dismemberment of his finger, now that the ordeal is over.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:11 am (UTC)[Tony will heal both his and Lee's injuries once they're home. As for Cori's pinky problem...]
Can you regenerate that?
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:14 am (UTC)[Plainly, and he leaves it at that while already reaching for a cigarette. Then Cori smirks.]
Was it good for you?
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:18 am (UTC)You're still the most obnoxious person I know. But thanks. For finding him.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:22 am (UTC)Fuck you too, Foster. Don't give him road rash.
[An upnod to the pair on the bike, even though Lee's comatose.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:27 am (UTC)[A rev of the engine, and they're driving away, at a more reasonable speed than the one Tony pulled up with.]