Ray Carling (
gotitwrong) wrote in
realityshifted2008-12-13 09:52 pm
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[Ray is on the plane, looking his usual pleasant self. what is he doing, you might ask? ...he's removing the stitches from his face. so he's pretty much sitting at a table, with a mirror, snipping the threads and ripping them out one handed, since he still has an arm in a sling]
Fuckin'...
[he growls (in a way), and yanks out another stitch, wincing a bit as it catches] Shit.
Fuckin'...
[he growls (in a way), and yanks out another stitch, wincing a bit as it catches] Shit.

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Pardon?
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You have something of ours.
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A suspect in your own stabbing?
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Regardless.
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You have six days.
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Our perception is a little much for you to handle, we're afraid.
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Don't care what your perception is, anyway.
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