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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 18:56:05 GMT -5
David laughed lightly. "So what, are we just going to leave Max here?" he asked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 17, 2007 18:59:41 GMT -5
"No we have to go find him," Blondie said. She looked at Spot with increasing worry. "I think he's out again. We need to get help. Those guys could've given him an overdose..."
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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 19:24:21 GMT -5
"We have to get him to a doctor. Lucky, too." David glanced over at her. "Besides, if we went to go find Max we'd have to leave Race with the two of them, and I know that if Lucky wakes up she'll end up throwing this barrel at him."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 17, 2007 19:26:47 GMT -5
"I just feel kinda bad leaving Max behind," Blondie said. "I think some of us should go and find Max."
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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 19:30:03 GMT -5
"He's a big boy, he can handle himself. We'll come back and try and find him in the morning." David slid off of the barrel, careful not to wake Lucky up. "So, who's going to be the lucky guy to carry Spot home?" he asked, looking from Jack to Race.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 17, 2007 19:57:25 GMT -5
Spot opened his eyes again. His vision was blurry this time. He couldn't see anything but a bunch of shapes and shadows. Then all of a sudden he saw a figure running at him. He flinched.
"Spot are you okay?" Blondie asked him, seeing him flinch.
By now, Spot was in a cold sweat. "Stay back! Get away from me!" he seemed to be murmuring to the air in front of him.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 19:59:33 GMT -5
David looked at Blondie. "Who is he talking to?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 17, 2007 20:01:10 GMT -5
"I think he's hallucinating," Blondie said.
Spot kept telling the air to stay back.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 20:06:55 GMT -5
Lucky stirred in her sleep, opening an eye. She heard Spot mumbling incoherently and glanced over. "What's wrong with him?" she asked drowsily.
"He's hallucinating," David told her. "We need to get both of you to a doctor, fast."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 17, 2007 20:11:45 GMT -5
Blondie felt of Spot's forehead. "He feels really hot," she said, a worried expression on her face.
Spot continued to mumble. "Blondie help!" he said, trying to squeeze her hand, but barely able to.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 17, 2007 20:17:19 GMT -5
"That's it. Max'll have to wait." David picked Lucky up off the barrel. "They need to be taken to a doctor."
"Spot's worse off than I am," Lucky said. "We need to worry about getting him to a doctor more than we need to worry about me. So it's a few scratches, big deal."
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Post by Race on Jul 18, 2007 19:13:22 GMT -5
Jack stood there,thinking, they needed to find Max,but they needed to get Spot and Lucky to a hospital,he looked at Race,who saw what he ment and nodded, "David,what if Race and Blondie take Spot and Lucky ta the hospital,Race knows the way from here and I'll make him swear he won't give Lucky problems," he gave Racetrack a look who rolled his eyes, "I know where ya hid ya money Race,so ya gotta." he then went on ,"An' me and you, we can go find Max,an' I think I got a pretty good idea a where he is."
"fine," Racetrack said,then muttered something about changing his hiding spot. "But if one a us comes up missin' ya know what happened!"
"So..whaddya say Dave?" Jack asked,waiting for the reply.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 19, 2007 17:52:36 GMT -5
"Sounds good ta me," Blondie said, still holding Spot up.
Spot continued to mutter. He was shaking and still asking Blondie to help him.
"It's okay, Spot," Blondie said, taking his hand again with her free one.
Spot's eyes were closed and he was barely conscious. He was still in a cold sweat.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 19, 2007 18:43:59 GMT -5
"All right." David set Lucky on her good foot, letting her lean against him for a few moments. "You make sure not to dump Racetrack in the river, okay?"
"I promise." Lucky made a little face at him. "You be careful, all right? I don't want you to end up like Spot over there."
"I promise." He smiled and gave her a little kiss on the cheek.
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Post by Race on Jul 19, 2007 19:01:57 GMT -5
"He'll be fine," Jack reassured Lucky,and turned to Race, "See if ya'll can get Spot ta walk witout fallin' ovah,same wit Lucky."
"We'll be fine!" Racetrack said, "I'll take care of 'um."
"Fat chance.."Bj muttered,giving Race a look,then grinned when he gave her a kicked-puppy look.
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