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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 21:36:03 GMT -5
Ivan stared at the man for a minute, and then recognized him.
"Ah yes, I think I ran in to your guys early on, during the first few days I spent here." Ivan said. "Hows the Colossus been lately?"
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 21:45:10 GMT -5
"I'm not too sure," Priz replied, "It's been a while since I've ran into anyone who works with them. I imagine they're still holding together though."
Priz glances around the hospital.
"It looks like you've had your hands full around here though. Anywhere I might be able to lend a hand?" He takes another swig from his ever present bottle, only to find it empty, and adds
"Or maybe find a drink?"
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 22:09:12 GMT -5
"News came in that the closest bar got ransacked just the other night. In fact thats where one or two of these patients say they've come from, but most are pretty disoriented. We got a naked guy with a shirt rapped around his waist come in talking about zombie bridges and crazy mobsters. He showed high levels of THC in his system, so we blame it on the drugs." Ivan said with a slight grin. "The nearest drink would probably be off another survivor. But they confiscate a lot of that stuff before you enter the hospital. You're lucky to have gotten by with that bottle."
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 22:16:31 GMT -5
"Damn, I hate having to settle for water" Priz says the last word with obvious comtempt.
"I wonder if those other guys are talking about the Elbow Room. I just came over from there too. I think I saw your brother in there, as a matter of fact. I could be wrong though, I spent most of my stay busy, drunk, or sleeping. Ether way, I can't say I know what happened to him, I was on the roof shooting deadites when the place got overrun. By the time I got back down the stairs, everyone was gone. I didn't stop to check the bodies, but knowing Tora, he probably made it out ok."
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 22:18:23 GMT -5
"My...my brother?" Ivan said, his eyes widened. "Are you sure it was him? What was his name? What did he look like? How did he talk? What was he carrying? What was he smoking?!"
Ivan grabbed the man by the collar, bringing their faces dangerously close.
"Tell me everything you know."
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 22:32:32 GMT -5
"Whoa!" Priz says, slightly taken a-back, "I'm not so worried about what he was smoking so much as what you are!" He chuckles a little at his own joke.
"But yeah, I'm pretty sure it was Tova. He came in while I was sleeping, waving an axe and a bottle of vodka around. I wonder where he found it... Anyway, like I said, I was asleep most of the time, so I didnt get much of a chance to chat, or see what happened to him. He's probably ok, from my few encounters with him, he seems like someone who can take care of himself."
"And if not," Priz adds, pulling a small case out of his pocket, and opening it to reveal 5 syringes inside, "That's what these are for. I'm pretty sure one of the other bar patrons could tell you more. Who are they, anyway?"
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 22:38:49 GMT -5
Ivan let go of Priz, and took a step back.
"Sorry about that. I've been looking for my brother ever since I first dropped in to this city. Whenever anyone so much as mentions him I tend to get a bit...well...bold." Ivan said, running his hand over his receding hair line. "The naked man called himself Leon, but again, he had a high level of THC in his system, so not much of what he has said can be trusted. He passed away overnight though, and is being examined by Necrotech employees now. The names of the others haven't made it all the way down to us residents yet, so I'm not much help in that department."
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 22:48:46 GMT -5
Priz smiles disarmingly. He hadn't known Ivan was so attached to his brother.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure I'd be a little anxious too if I didn't know how my family was. If you want, I can take you back there and we can look around a bit. After I get patched up and have a bite to eat, of course. And providing it's not overrun. I hear Zed is traveling in bigger groups now." Priz smirks a little, and adds "So Leon finally kicked it, eh? He was an odd one..."
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 22:50:34 GMT -5
"Thanks, I'll have to see if the hospital will let me off...what with the surge of patients..."
Ivan fidgeted nervously, beating the tip of his right foot against the floor twice.
"Yeah, that Leon fellow should be coming back any minute now. Don't worry though, cortex damage was minimal. It will be a simple revive process when they finally get him processed."
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 12, 2007 22:55:25 GMT -5
Lachryma comes back carrying an orange and a steak. She tosses the orange in Murray's general direction. Then she proceeds to eat the steak with her teeth and bare hands.
"Stop staring. They no give me fork."
She continues to eat.
"Sooo....you people is boring. To liven things up, I tell of the glorious fall of Elbow Room, is local bar."
She begins to gesture with the steak.
"Imagine bar with barricades and dead ones outside. Then imagine people drunk, high, and lazy. They is occupants of bar, except for me, and they try to hold off dead ones. Ha!"
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 22:55:46 GMT -5
Priz lets out a loud laugh.
"Please, leave him dead!" He says kiddingly "That guy was a menace. A humorous, frinedly, womanizing menace, but a menace anyway."
He looks around and spots a sign pointing to the cafeteria.
"I'm sure these doctor types will let you go. They may be heartless bastards, not letting a man have his drinks, but I'm sure they'll understand. In the mean time, I'm gonna grab a bite to eat. I'll catch ya later."
He gives a little wave, and sets off for the cafeteria. Arriving, he sees that it's completely packed, and he looks around hopefully for an empty table.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 23:01:57 GMT -5
Ivan turns suddenly to Lachryma, and grabs her by the arm.
"You're from that bar too!?" Ivan shouted with a faint smile. "Tell me, did you meet a man by the name of Tovarisch?!"
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 12, 2007 23:13:26 GMT -5
Lachryma yanks her arm away.
"I is eating! Have respect!"
She takes another bite of her steak.
"Yes, I come from bar. And I see brother-man. He is very brave."
She makes an expansive gesture with her arms and almost smacks Ivan with her steak.
"He fight off many dead ones...but he get bitten. I," she pauses to take a bite, "try to save good man, but there is so many dead ones....Then, he climbs up destroyed stairs and attacks Leon! Oh, Leon is crazy patron of bar. Anyway, brother was good man alive, and worthy zombie when dead!"
She glances down at a slight bulge in the pocket of her poncho. With touch of luck, Ivan no ask why I no revive, she thinks to herself.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 23:16:43 GMT -5
"So...he got bitten..." Ivan sad, his voice filled with sorrow. "And then what happened?"
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 12, 2007 23:21:47 GMT -5
Lachryma smiles while finishing off her meal.
"Oh, I mangle story. He is bitten, lays there while dead ones shuffle about, then he stand as one. Then he goes after Leon, there is loud sound..." she trails off.
"But he tells us, in happier times, that he filled caves in Ridleybank with scotch! Is impressive, no?"
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