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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 3, 2007 17:29:09 GMT -4
Excuse me, doctor?
Damian had caught sight of someone coming his way, the lengthy corridor seemed eeriely deserted until now...
I'm looking for a patient by the name of Adrian Taylor. Would you happen to know the number of his personal suite?
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Post by fninfamous on Oct 3, 2007 17:37:31 GMT -4
The doctor stops infront of another man who had addressed. This patient must be the popular one. Usually there are not that many patients that would get so many visitors in one day. The doctor nodded his head to the man and responded...
Doctor: " I was just there a second ago..."
He turns and looks down the hall behind him. The doctor points outward and says...
Doctor: "It's just down this hall. Room number 23. It won't be hard to miss. There's a lot of people in there at the moment. His "family" is in there now. Would you happen to be part of his "family" too sir?"
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 3, 2007 17:46:41 GMT -4
Twenty three. He made sure to remember that.
You would be correct with such an assumption, doctor...
You wouldn't happen to be his primary care physcian, would you? I'd like an update on his condition, if you're not in any hurry to be anywhere at the moment...
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Post by fninfamous on Oct 3, 2007 17:57:43 GMT -4
He looked back at the man. Another "family" member of his patient. How many did this guy have? It would probably not be best to ask this man anything more. He might turn out to be like the last two. Better just give his answer. The doctor nodded his head and responded to the question about his condition...
"He's currently in a coma. His condition seems to be stable at the moment. He's been unconscious since arriving here several nights ago. He was brought in with a woman. They both had bullet wounds from some sort of violence that's being investigated by the police. He was unconscious when he was brought here and was losing a lot of blood. We had to surgically remove whatever was left of the bullets that were in their bodies. He's been out since he's arrived. His pulse is still there, but he hasn't moved an inch or show any sign of consciousness since his arrival. I honestly can't say whether that's a good or bad sign. All we know is he's alive now, and we're aiming to keep it that way sir."
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 3, 2007 18:18:06 GMT -4
Woman? He wasn't made aware of any woman with him during this horrific incident... until it dawns on him.
Ms. Williams?
Damian had met her briefly once before... and the word from Silvia back then was that the two were living in the loft he had purchased for Mr. Taylor after his prior apartment went inconspicously up in flames... Perhaps the same culprit?
I do hope and appreciate that you will continue caring for this man... one of few friends I have in this world... that I can trust with my own... life. I expect nothing but the best out of this hospital's medical team...
He squeezes the dragon handle of his cane, causing its eyes to slowly glow. Releasing the hold causes it to revert back to it dormant state.
I won't keep you any longer, doctor. Thank you for the update... Excuse me...
He dismisses himself with a nod, and continues limping deeper and deeper into the hallway. Out of the corner of each eye, he inspects the engraved number of every passed door...
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Kasino Royale
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Post by Kasino Royale on Oct 3, 2007 19:10:53 GMT -4
+The room was quiet for the most part. The entire family had seemingly spread out for the most part after the departures of Jay Crack, Dice and the doctor a few minutes before. The big man found himself leaned against the wall, a few feet behind the chair Laura sat in still clutching onto Adrian's hand as if waiting for the very moment he would open his eyes again. By this time V had damn near paced a groove in the floor beneath them, his arms remained folded as he continued to do so, his trademark dark tinted shades hiding the obvious fury they all knew was circulating through his mind at the moment. Buck sat on the opposite side of the bed 7 was laying in, his body slumped into the chair while staring endlessly at the muted television across the room. Tommy was doing a bit of pacing himself in the center of the room for a few minutes before finding his own place on the same wall K leaned against. No words were being spoken by the family after a while. There wasn't much to say apart from the occasional outburst of want of vengeance by random members of their Familia. Pushing his body off of the wall, an eyebrow raised slightly, speaking before even thinking on the events for their family and associates the past few weeks...+
Damn man...What in the hell is goin' on with us V? Shit...First the thing with Pyro out in Detroit...Then this bullshit ass driveby attempt by some fuckiin' punks on 7 & Kenisha that just went down...Jon's wife showin' up in Toronto with god damn amnesia...I might not be the smartest son of a bitch, but to me it looks like the Fam got some bad ass karma comin' back to bite us in the ass or somethin'...I dunno...But shit is gettin' seriously hectic 'round here from what I see...
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 3, 2007 19:22:25 GMT -4
His Majesty's sights remained locked onto the structure across from the hospital they stood inside of...His ears had of course caught wind of the words from his long time friend Mr. Royale. A slight chuckle escapes his lips, garnering inquisitive and shocking glaces from his brethren before he finally spoke again...His line of vision never wavering in the least it seemed...
Karma...He says...Heh Heh...Ohhh...Now that's rich...Is that so my friend? Karma...Althought I'm quite sure if there was such a thing as "karma"...The Familia would be towards the front of said line when the time came for justice to be served yet...I am not so sure that this is one of those instances...No...I truly do not. Jon's apparent suicide...Miss Creighton showing up here in beautiful Toronto...And now...
His head turns slightly, towards his motionless brother in the hospital bed...Complete silence for one brief second, as the only sound throughout the room was that of the machines that now assisted in keeping the young man among the living...A deep breath as he finished...
...And now...This...Karma?...I'd beg to differ old friend...I'd beg to differ...
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Post by cin on Oct 3, 2007 19:27:22 GMT -4
Having already gone through the questioning and such, Michael makes his way down to 187's room. He wasn't sure who would be there, nor did he care. He had respect for 187 out of the last time that they talked and had respect for him before that. So it was only right that he come by and see how he was doing.
Michael walks up to the room and looks in and sees the Familia in almost full force. He should of expected them to be there already. Nothing was going to go down, just simply a paying of respects. Michael takes a breath and walks into the room, getting an uneasy feeling as he does.
Michael looks at 187 and shakes his head, he utters one word that alerts the rest of his presence.. [/i] Damn....[/b][/center]
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 3, 2007 23:19:06 GMT -4
A slow turn of his head towards the door of the hospital room...His line of vision seeing just who had rudely found their way to "visit" his fallen comrade in arms. A most agitated look making it's way to his facial features as his words could be heard...
Lost Mr. Xavier?...
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 3, 2007 23:24:50 GMT -4
He may be... yet I can assure you that I am not...
The door, left unclosed, is opened further as Damian steps into the room. His cane closes the door shut... to contain the intensity of the moment...
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Post by cin on Oct 3, 2007 23:38:58 GMT -4
I can assure you that I am not lost. I came here to pay my respects to 187. I heard about what happened and rushed over as fast as I could. I am not here to cause and fuss or stir the pot. Simply here out of respect is all. [/b] The intensity grew as Michael finished his statement.[/i][/center]
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 4, 2007 0:05:47 GMT -4
Hello all...
His attention is quickly averted to Mr. Xavier, who had just chosen to say the WORST thing he could say... especially with the gravity of the situation. Yet... can one toss the naive out for being just that? Maybe it was just the wrong choice of words... One could argue, though, that he should think before speaking... that being double the case when the Familia of all people are going to take ill-will upon the use of such words...
What did you just say? Pay your what to Mr. Taylor?
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Kasino Royale
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Post by Kasino Royale on Oct 4, 2007 0:06:29 GMT -4
+An eyebrow quickly raised, turning his head gazing at each of his stable mates before...+
Man what the fuck are you talkin' about? No one's dead here dude.
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Oct 4, 2007 0:08:16 GMT -4
Laura's crying binge seemed to come to a screeching halt hearing Mr. Xavier's delusional words...Turning her head, as she wiped away one single tear...
What?...Pay respects? Are you serious? Who are you anyway?
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 4, 2007 0:10:03 GMT -4
Shaking his head in disgust Cross could only comment underneath his breath...
One of those damned Xavier's...Their like cockroaches it seems. One disappears...Another takes it's place. Ugh...
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Post by cin on Oct 4, 2007 0:11:00 GMT -4
That's not what I meant. I know he's not dead. I meant pay my respects over the fact that he's been injured and such. My apologies if it came out wrong. I did not intend to have it as that, but some times, what I say can be taken wrong. My apologies once again. [/b] Definitely not what Michael had come to expect, though he could see why they had taken it the wrong way. Hopefully his explanation would smooth things over.[/center][/color][/i]
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Tommy Gunns
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THAT Nigga!
It's A Cold World. Nigga Gotta Supply His Own "Heat"...
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 4, 2007 0:11:18 GMT -4
What the...Hey V can I shoot this nigga man?
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Post by pornstar on Oct 4, 2007 0:16:09 GMT -4
"This ain't no nigga... this is a fuckin' pussy. Look at him trying to back the fuck up now... GROW A FUCKING SACK YOU STEROID INDUCED FAT SACK OF SHIT!!! Don't 'pologize for being somewhere like a big fucking pussy!"
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 4, 2007 0:18:45 GMT -4
What I believe Mr. Arielle is attempting to say Mr. Xavier is...With all due respect?...Do what you came to do and...Hurry up and get the hell out.
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Post by pornstar on Oct 4, 2007 0:20:11 GMT -4
"God am I glad I'm fuckin' outta this bitch like... soon."
Jason's about had it with all the bullshit from this week anyways. Maybe he could blow out Candice FINALLY and relieve some tension... [/font]
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