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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 19, 2007 2:57:42 GMT -5
Preston looked away from Pryce, as he dragged her towards the door. Then he looked back at the pair of them. "All right. Either you can come with me willingly without being dragged, or Pryce stays the whole time. What's it to be?"
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 18, 2007 16:26:40 GMT -5
"Leave her alone, doc." protested Aldo as Preston sighed. He looked over at Aldo, and snarled, "Aldo. Go clear the examining room."
Aldo looked apologetically at Samantha, and then disappeared out the door. Preston turned to Pryce. "Ryan, would you?"
"With pleasure, doc." grunted Pryce, marching over to Samantha. He withdrew his gun, reached down and seized Samantha roughly by the arm, lifting her off the ground.
"Be gentle, Ryan!" warned Preston, turning towards the door.
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 18, 2007 12:27:58 GMT -5
"Hannibal Lecter was a psychiatrist but I wouldn't lie on his couch."
"Well, you have no choice but to lie on my table. So come." He beckoned her forward, moving towards the door.
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 18, 2007 11:17:15 GMT -5
"No, no. That's quite alright. I think I'd rather stay here."
"Don't worry." he replied. "You'll be fine. I'm a doctor, remember. Now come along."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 17, 2007 14:30:44 GMT -5
"We meet again Doctor Saint."
"Hello, Samantha." He smiled, dropping the 'Ms Harkness' part. "If you'd kindly follow me down the hallway, I'm here to give you a physical."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 16, 2007 13:37:47 GMT -5
ALDO
"You're quite welcome. Now, why don't you show me which way the exit is and we can all get on with the rest of our day?"
"Oh, sure." he smiled, not seeing anything wrong with that. Apparantly, Pryce did, because he heard footsteps behind him followed by a smack to the back of his head.
PRESTON SAINT
Carrying his medical kit, he walked down the stairs into the Staff. "Mr Pryce? Hello?"
PRYCE
He could hear calling, and drew his gun. "That'll be Dr Saint." He looked to Aldo and Samantha. "Don't move. I'll be right back."
Pryce moved into the hallway, and motioned for Saint to come closer. "Here she is."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 11, 2007 13:04:40 GMT -5
ALDO
"There you go."
Aldo smiled stupidly, like a dog who saw its master preparing food. "Thanks."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 9, 2007 9:55:59 GMT -5
PRYCE
"Yeah, it does hurt." nodded Aldo, and Pryce laughed.
"Aldo, you are the biggest wimp slash dumbass slash stupid son of a bitch I know." he grunted.
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 9, 2007 9:32:30 GMT -5
ALDO
"I can help you get that splinter out, if you like."
"Oh, thanks." smiled Aldo, moving towards her and desperately trying to be a gentleman by not looking at her cleavage.
PRYCE
He simply stared. Stupid kid.
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 9, 2007 7:49:24 GMT -5
PRYCE
"Yes, you're quite the gentleman aren't you."
"Hell yeah, in comparasion to some of the other fellas around here."
Then, Aldo appeared behind Pryce, holding up a finger. "Ryan, I got a splinter, and it hurts when I touch things so I can't keep helping the others with setting up the examination room."
Pryce sighed deeply.
ALDO
He looked to the new woman, and grinned widely at her. "Hi. I'm Aldo."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 9, 2007 7:37:37 GMT -5
PRYCE
"Oh, you know us ladies...can't go a day without trying on a new pair of shoes. Shame their not my size."
"Huh. Yeah, those belong to Ethan, I think." he replied. "Be thankful he ain't here. You have no idea how lucky you are, missy, having a nice guy like me look out for ya."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 5, 2007 15:47:14 GMT -5
PRYCE
He moved into the doorway of the locker room, relieved to see her. "Hey. Having fun? Just like a rollar coaster, ain't it, looking around dirty old locker rooms."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 5, 2007 15:05:55 GMT -5
PRYCE
"Y'know, you can have a pleasant time here, or not. You go by the rules, you don't ask questions, you be polite enough, you'll have a good time of it. If I were you, I'd be smart about it. Keep my head, don't-" He looked up. She was gone. Balls. He withdrew his gun. "Oh. I'm in trouble."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 5, 2007 12:28:02 GMT -5
PRYCE
"What kind of research was it?"
He began to fiddle with his belt buckle, bored and not really paying attention. "None of your beeswax."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 5, 2007 12:22:06 GMT -5
PRYCE
"It doesn't look like it's used for much these days."
"Yeah, we don't have much use for it. We're a peaceful little town." he said. "Until plane crashes happen."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 5, 2007 11:30:55 GMT -5
PRYCE
"What kind of place is this anyway?
"It's called the Staff." he began, not seeing any harm in a little talk. Like the information would benefit her at all. He remained by the door, leaning against the wall. "It's a medical station. Used for treatment, testing, research, supplies."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 3, 2007 17:14:10 GMT -5
PRYCE
"Do you mind?"
He let go of her, and stepped aside for her to pass. "Now, missy, don't go wondering outside this compound. Door is guarded..." He placed his hand on the gun tucked into his belt. "And I got a friend here, with seventeen more friends who all run faster than you."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 3, 2007 8:25:43 GMT -5
PRYCE
"I'm going for a stroll. Ben has kindly allowed me to have free roam of the grounds after I promised him I would co-operate."
"Yeah? In that case, I'm Queen of England." He grunted, and lowered his gaze at her. "And I ain't amused."
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 11, 2007 13:02:51 GMT -5
"Do you want me to come with you? He never said what to do after that but if you need help, I can offer a hand"
"I'm going to give a woman a physical exam. So thank you, but I'll be better off alone." He said, trying to be gentle.
As he moved past Juliet's house, he saw her through the window.
God, I'd love to pour chocolate sauce all over-
He shook his head. No, Preston. Stop trying to pour chocolate sauce all over people.
***Preston leaves for the Staff***
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Post by Preston Saint on Jun 11, 2007 11:48:01 GMT -5
"Sorry about the nerves...I'm just" she thought trying to come up with a reasonable excuse, but decided to move the converstaion along "It's Ben and I had a few 'words' and he told me to tell you that you are no longer to go to the Arrow station, instead you must stay in The Staff, that's it"
"All right then. I'm leaving now. Thank you." he said, walking past her in the direction of the disabled fence.
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