impure_tale: (exhausted)
impure_tale ([personal profile] impure_tale) wrote2011-06-01 08:35 pm

166 - Audio

(set after this thread)

[The sound cuts in to the din of an angry dog barking somewhere in the background, but it is not long before haggard breath can be heard, then finally]

...doctor.

[Another gasp, a strained groan.]

I n..nneed a doctor..

(ooc: So the Marquis just got the crap kicked out of him by Sexby, over a leftover incident from the Masterworld plot a year ago. Yay continuity!)

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[identity profile] impure-tale.livejournal.com 2011-06-02 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Monsieur Sexby paid me a visit. [He said this with greater seriousness, and at the doctor's suggestion that he be treated in the infirmary he laughed a little again. That time it hurt.]

I do not think I shall be moving soon, Doctor. Something broke and I am a little afraid to sit up.

[Renate allowed herself to be herded back away though she hovered just out of reach of the others, making low sounds.]

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[identity profile] inhumandog.livejournal.com 2011-06-02 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
You're going. [Iago spoke softly, though he knew he really didn't have any say in this.] They have....[He searched for the words.] those beds that move. They can take you there.
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[personal profile] championoftime 2011-06-03 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, a trolly. [He motions to Iago.] I'm going to administer some anaesthetics, I want you to go get me one. I can help move him onto it and finish once the bed is down and finish bringing him up.