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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 2:49:47 GMT
"A far fetched idea, sweetheart."
"True. But it can be done. " he pulled out the needle he used on her. "I just need your willingness. "
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 2:51:05 GMT
"True. But it can be done. I just need your willingness. "
She looked at him, studying, a frown tugging at her lips as she looked at the needle. "Willingness for what?"
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 2:59:42 GMT
Willingness for what?"
"The drug I gave you paralyzes someone completely. Enough of it and soon the person will stop breathing. "Says quietly twirling it in his fingers.
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 3:01:40 GMT
"The drug I gave you paralyzes someone completely. Enough of it and soon the person will stop breathing."
Her expression sharpened, but she caught on. "You want to fake me being dead. Using that."
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 4:33:13 GMT
"You want to fake me being dead. Using that."
"Smart girl. But you wouldn't have to fake necessarily, the drug will do it's job. "He pursed a lip. "The kinks are not set in stone, but I have to kill you regardless of the details, so what the hell. I think it's a good deal."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 5:22:20 GMT
"Smart girl. But you wouldn't have to fake necessarily, the drug will do it's job. The kinks are not set in stone, but I have to kill you regardless of the details, so what the hell. I think it's a good deal."
She snorted, crossing her arms. "You think I'm going to let you kill me, or partially kill me, then bring me back?" Her gaze was sharp as she didn't like the idea of being drugged. She had just shook the heaviness from her chest.
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 11:03:39 GMT
You think I'm going to let you kill me, or partially kill me, then bring me back
"I don't know. But like you said-what does it matter if it'll happen anyway? "
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 14:07:43 GMT
"I don't know. But like you said-what does it matter if it'll happen anyway? "
Another colorless chuckle left her lips as her mind drifted to Denmark. "What's the plan, Stan?"
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 15:30:19 GMT
What's the plan, Stan?"
"I drug you after finding a means there. And I show her your body. Now after that I will try to get you out of there as fast as I can to get you breathing again."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 15:36:52 GMT
"I drug you after finding a means there. And I show her your body. Now after that I will try to get you out of there as fast as I can to get you breathing again."
Tae mulled over the suggestion, and every which way she looked at it, she didn't like it. But, in her eyes, dying a painless death would be better than stepping out there and facing several of the others out for her head. What did she really have to lose? "Fine," she murmured after a while. "You've got a deal."
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 15:47:56 GMT
"You've got a deal."
"Good." He looked up at her before laying back on the steps. "Id hate to kill you Tae."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 15:54:10 GMT
"Good. Id hate to kill you Tae."
She made a small sound similar to a snort, but not as harsh. "If there's a chance I should die, I suppose it's only fair for you to know the name of the person walking the line." Her eyes drifted to him, though they weren't as sharp as they once were.
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 16:08:05 GMT
If there's a chance I should die, I suppose it's only fair for you to know the name of the person walking the line."
"So I got your name wrong. Sorry."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 29, 2015 16:16:36 GMT
"So I got your name wrong. Sorry."
"No, you have the one I give everyone outside of the bounty game. They know me as Tali," she responded. "But that isn't even mine either. Only a childhood nickname. No one but..." she paused, a wishful looking crossing her face. "No one except for my child's father knows my name. It's Taliesin. Taliesin Taelor Atwood."
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Post by Ridge on Jul 29, 2015 16:21:35 GMT
"But that isn't even mine either. Only a childhood nickname. No one but..." she paused, a wishful looking crossing her face. "No one except for my child's father knows my name. It's Taliesin. Taliesin Taelor Atwood."
Charlie exhales quietly. "Well Taliesin, my name is Charles Rockwell. But I prefer Charlie. Only Nina still calls me that. " raising up he walks over to her before sitting on the couch. "You have a child."
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