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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 20, 2005 5:00:14 GMT
She stands with arms wrapped around Masuko's waist.
What is this unfinished business?
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 20, 2005 5:04:08 GMT
*She looks away for a moment at one of the consoles and then looks back.*
Nothing of any concern. Just checking up on an old friend.
*She lied, she hadn't done that in quite a while. Embelishment of the truth was something that she had never required, being alone, never having to explain her actions.*
ooc: gonna go to bed now, need sleep.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 20, 2005 5:10:10 GMT
ooc: See ya!
Okay...
She smiles at her.
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 23, 2005 14:47:09 GMT
ooc: sorry for now being on for a few days, got caught up with friends.
*Shadow walked over to the foredeck and looked out at the stars streaming past at lightspeed as they made their way to Nar Shadaa. She sighed, not something she usually does.*
Why me.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 24, 2005 5:10:13 GMT
ooc: That's okay...
Sarah walks over to her. She smiles.
Why you what?
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 24, 2005 7:54:39 GMT
*Shadow couldn't possably tell her what she was actually thinking about. It had only begun to dawn on her since she activated the emotional software, why did she have to do what she was doing?*
Why me. What was it that made you approach me in the club back on Coruscant.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 24, 2005 17:22:58 GMT
She smiles.
I did becuase I was drawn to you.
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 24, 2005 19:42:33 GMT
*She seems to think for a moment.*
Elabourate; 'drawn to you'.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 25, 2005 17:34:42 GMT
She yawns.
There was just something I can't put my finger on it. I didn't really have control....it was strange...but I liked it...and I like you....
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 26, 2005 19:48:58 GMT
*The ship drops out of hyperspace in orbit of Nar Shadaa.*
We have arrived. Join me if you wish.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 27, 2005 0:10:16 GMT
She smiles.
I think I might just do that.
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 27, 2005 0:12:20 GMT
*Shadow heads for the fighter bay and gets into one of the two person fighters.*
ooc: i'll make a thread
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 27, 2005 0:20:45 GMT
Sarah follows her.
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Dec 3, 2005 22:08:08 GMT
*Shadow spends an hour or so in her 'think tank' while Sarah sleeps. It was becoming more difficult for her to concentrate on important things. She was begining to remember things, or more specifically, Masuko was remembering things. She returned to the room where Sarah was alseep and dried off. She brushed her hair, slipped on a shirt and slid into bed with Sarah. She wasn't sure why though.*
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Dec 4, 2005 22:36:40 GMT
*Shadow awoke with a start. She sat up in bed and looked down at Sarah, she had not woken her. She slipped out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. There was persparation on her face, how could this be? She could regulate the body's temperature with ease, even in her sleep, therefore she should not be sweating. She picked up a towel and wiped her face dry. She then noticed that her left forearm now had black blotches on it. This was not good, she would have to up the dosage and if it came to it, replace the limb entirely, which was not something she wanted to do. What was it Masuko had called it? Hex... a weapon, a virus transmitted from her mother during pregnancy. Her father had developed the vaccine to help slow the infection, but it could not stop it. She sat on the edge of the bed and took out a hypo, she checked the dose limit and upped it by 1mg then pressed it against her neck. There was a hiss and for some reason she went... ouch. She put the hypo away and layed back next to Sarah, staring at the ceiling, not sleeping.*
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