Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 17, 2007 12:09:17 GMT -5
Mel crosses her arms over her chest, shakes her head. "I always heard it's worse to move them. Why else leave your friends laying in a graveyard?"
She shrugs. "He's your brother, it's your call. But sometimes that magic serum doesn't work. I dunno if I'd risk it."
She moves to the hall, opens the closet door and rummages for a blanket or two.
"Can't leave the bar, but I'll donate to the cause. You can at least keep him from bouncin' around so much. He was - is - pretty decent guy."
She shrugs. "He's your brother, it's your call. But sometimes that magic serum doesn't work. I dunno if I'd risk it."
She moves to the hall, opens the closet door and rummages for a blanket or two.
"Can't leave the bar, but I'll donate to the cause. You can at least keep him from bouncin' around so much. He was - is - pretty decent guy."
