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Ameh · 06-13-2009, 07:28 AM

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Originally Posted by Ama

"We're walking," repeated Daphne pointedly, as she allowed Raiden to gather his senses. Apparently, he had some kind of sinus pressure because he kept pinching the bridge of his nose. "Are you positively sure you don't have influenza?"

She wasn't carrying any hand sanitizer. "Raiden, you're just brimming with good ideas." Tugging him along, Daphne raised her leg and got through the portrait hole in one piece and into the hall, Kururugi reluctantly(?) behind her.

Walking took them to the fifth floor corridor rather quickly, or at least it felt like it had happened quickly to Raiden. He'd followed Daphne Hopton most of the way, depending on her to lead him as his brain was more fried than deep-fried chips at the moment...

"I don't have influenza," he said distractedly, voice going wonky halfway through the last word. Hmm... maybe he had something though, that couldn't be right. "Where... whereabouts are we now?"

He'd already lost count of the floors. Glancing around, he blinked at their surroundings.

"Fourth? Or..." Er. "Ehm no, fifth, right?"

06-13-2009, 07:28 AM	#88 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Ama "We're walking," repeated Daphne pointedly, as she allowed Raiden to gather his senses. Apparently, he had some kind of sinus pressure because he kept pinching the bridge of his nose. "Are you positively sure you don't have influenza?" She wasn't carrying any hand sanitizer. "Raiden, you're just brimming with good ideas." Tugging him along, Daphne raised her leg and got through the portrait hole in one piece and into the hall, Kururugi reluctantly(?) behind her. Walking took them to the fifth floor corridor rather quickly, or at least it felt like it had happened quickly to Raiden. He'd followed Daphne Hopton most of the way, depending on her to lead him as his brain was more fried than deep-fried chips at the moment... "I don't have influenza," he said distractedly, voice going wonky halfway through the last word. Hmm... maybe he had something though, that couldn't be right. "Where... whereabouts are we now?" He'd already lost count of the floors. Glancing around, he blinked at their surroundings. "Fourth? Or..." Er. "Ehm no, fifth, right?"