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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:37 pm
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Mark waited until the ambulance doors closed behind them and the paramedics were busy before he leaned towards Miranda and said quietly, "Cybil will be fine. I..." He held up his hands and looked a little confused. "I don't know what I did, but I made...I made the pain go away for her, even though it hurt to make it better."
Made the pain go away, and most of the wound, too, though he wouldn't be able to explain that. He didn't fully realize that he'd healed her to a great extent.
Sitting back, he asked, "Was there anyone named Marsh on the list, that you remember? Or anyone who married a Marsh?"
It was too much to hope for that Miranda remembered every-freaking-body who had been on the list, but Mark was eternally the optimist.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:27 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 12:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 5:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 10:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 11:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 2:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 3:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 7:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 8:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 10:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 9:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 9:10 pm
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((OOC: *immature giggle* Reread that post, love.))
Mark glanced at her in some surprise, then nodded briefly. "We'll just step into one of the hallways," he said quietly. "They tend to be fairly quiet, and we'll be able to tell if someone's coming. We'll see it."
He didn't know how he knew that. He just did.
~
Cybil's rise to consciousness was immediate. One minute she was lying still, her eyes closed and still far too pale to look healthy, the next her eyes were open, her face flushed with colour, and she was cursing at the IV.
"What is going on?" she asked sharply once she'd finished listing off every curse word she knew at the needle in her arm - which took a while. She looked around at the people in white coats around her bed, looked at the curtain and automatically tried to mentally reach past it.
The new girl. Elodie.
And she knew.
"Mark," she growled under her breath. "When I get out of here, you are in so much trouble."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 9:28 pm
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