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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 19:06:50 GMT -5
"Spot? Think you can walk with my support?" Blondie asked him.
Spot tried to take a step but collapsed.
Blondie grabbed onto him, trying not to let him fall.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 19:10:20 GMT -5
"Come on, Race, you'll have to help Lucky for a while." David gave her a quick hug, careful not to hurt her arm any worse than it already was, then passed her on to Racetrack.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 19:15:23 GMT -5
Blondie struggled to get Spot steadied again. "Okay obviously thats not gonna work," she said.
Spot started shaking more violently than before.
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Post by Race on Jul 19, 2007 19:24:51 GMT -5
"Here," BJ said, going over, "I'll help ya wit Spot,at least Lucky's concious enough ta hold on ta Race."
"Ready Dave?" Jack asked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 19:41:51 GMT -5
Spot was really pale. He was fading in and out of consciousness.
"Thanks," Blondie said to BJ. "D'ya think he'll be okay?" she asked anxiously, as David and Jack walked off.
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Post by Race on Jul 19, 2007 19:54:57 GMT -5
"He should be," BJ said, "This doc Racetrack knows is really good."
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 20:00:20 GMT -5
Lucky leaned on Race a little, walking as best she could and wincing with every other step. "He'd better be."
"Yeah. Let's go," David said to Jack.
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Post by Race on Jul 19, 2007 20:05:04 GMT -5
"He is." Racetrack said defiantly,helping her along.
BJ sighed, "I'm gunna need therapy after dis.." she muttered.
Jack lead them back towards Tony's,not knowing what they'd find there.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 20:06:03 GMT -5
Spot was apparently either hallucinating or dreaming because he was jerking and making it very difficult for Blondie and BJ to carry him.
"Spot, it's okay. Calm down," Blondie said, struggling to keep him up.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 20:16:07 GMT -5
Lucky swore under her breath as she put her weight on her foot.
"So, I hope you have a plan if and when we encounter Tony. 'Cause I sure don't," David whispered to Jack.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 20:20:40 GMT -5
They finally got to the doctor's office after much difficulty with Spot.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 20:27:59 GMT -5
The doctor answered the door, a little alarmed at the sight of five teenagers standing on his doorstep at this time of night, one who was babbling and jerking. "What happened here?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 20:33:50 GMT -5
"He got drugged and beat up and she fell," Blondie said. "I know it's late and we're sorry to disturb you but we really need your help."
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 20:37:02 GMT -5
"Of course, of course, come on in." The doctor stepped aside, allowing Blondie and BJ to carry Spot in, followed by Race, still supporting Lucky. "I think we should deal with him first, if you don't mind?" He turned to Lucky.
"No, of course not. He needs more attention than I do, anyway." Lucky sat down in a chair, relieved to be off of her feet.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 20:47:16 GMT -5
Blondie and BJ sat Spot down against a wall, Blondie still holding his hand.
He kept muttering and asking Blondie for help, paler now than ever.
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