William Kessler (
l1ttle_billy) wrote2007-02-01 10:34 pm
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Room 405, Thursday Evening
Every light was on. But it wasn't enough. He wasn't going out like this. Not if he could help it. He was currently lighting the candles he'd bought at sanctity to shine light on any remaining shadows.
ooc: door's closed, but post is open
ooc: door's closed, but post is open
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"Uh, it's not locked."
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[does he have the cold like the others? cause Ami can totally share body heat if it'd help. if nothing else gives her something to flail about later.]
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[yes but he's more focusing on the fading away aspect. he's been cold before.]
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[gotcha]
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"When this is over we'll do that a lot." he promised. and he really, really hoped he would be able to keep that promise.
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