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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 14, 2017 2:14:04 GMT -5
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"Torture and testing can be arranged, you shouldn't offer that result up to me of all people. I would be completely willing to use harsh methods against you in order to get information, so doesn't it make it easier for both you and I to simply communicate the information? Tell me what I would like to know and it should all be fine," perhaps the small lie in there was one way or another Michael would still test things on Norman, though he hadn't even directly said he wouldn't. The basis of it was Michael wanted information, and any method to get it was fine to him.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 2:19:52 GMT -5
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As if to prove just how determined and stubborn...and a bit of an annoying kid he could be, Norman made a point to clam his mouth shut, refusing to say anything else as he sent Michael a flat out defiant look. He even folded his arms and kept eye contact. It was stupid, stubborn, and brave all in one, but Norman wasnโt going to tell him anything. Torture or not. He would stick to that, even if that meant he wouldnโt get out of this without something happening to him. He already knew that no matter what he did, there would still be testing, so giving information would just be making it easier on Michael. And Norman wasnโt one to make anything easy for anyone. However, after a moment, he seemed to get an idea and let his arms fall back to his side, previous hostile demeanor melting away to be replaced with an innocent smile as he gestured for Michael to continue. โOf course...ask away.โ
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 2:44:15 GMT -5
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 2:44:43 GMT -5
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Hi Cloudy! Alright, but tired. You?
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 2:45:49 GMT -5
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Ah just bored really. Did you want to rp?
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 2:46:25 GMT -5
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Sure, but I might crash soon.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 2:48:06 GMT -5
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Awesome! Also that's fine,
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 2:48:33 GMT -5
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 2:49:42 GMT -5
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Maverick watched Bosco as he circled around, making sure not to be menacing at all. He didn't want to provoke him to do anything. "Of course, we're kin, family," he said carefully. "I'm not here to hurt you Bosco, I'm only here to look after you. Billy's in hospital, she'll be back soon," he promised, though he knew full well there was a possibility she would not make it. Of course he was not going to say that, and right now he wasn't going to think about it either.
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Skyler sniffed, that being her only reaction to him putting his hand on her back, though she appreciated the gesture. Suddenly at the thought, she let out another sob and bent over, burying her face in her hands. "D-dad d-died," she said quietly between sobs. "H-he died i-in hos-pital and I-I didn't e-even g-get to say g-good-bye," she said to the boy, her shoulders shaking as she cried again into her hands. She didn't want to, but she couldn't hold it in. She couldn't believe he was dead.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 2:56:03 GMT -5
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Bosco still didnโt seem sure, but he wasnโt near as hostile as before as he looked past Maverick, as if looking to see if anyone else was there. โ...Where Beau?โ He asked, looking back to Maverick. He would trust him more if Beau was with him as well, but he wasnโt, it was just Maverick and Bosco still wasnโt sure how he felt about the wolf shifting man. (Sorry itโs short)
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 3:06:57 GMT -5
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Alright, now I gotta crash. Night Cloudy!
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 3:16:51 GMT -5
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(It's fine!)Maverick was expecting that question to come eventually, and he had been thinking up reasons, but when Bosco actually asked he figured he should just be honest. "He's not here. He doesn't know Billy's in hospital. I didn't want to scare him, that's why he's not here," he explained to the dog, looking down for a moment at he spoke. He was at least glad to see he wasn't as angry as before, now more just weary of him, but still it wasn't as good as it could be.
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Skyler just let out more sobs as Thaddeus brought her into a tight hug. She did need this, and she couldn't hold anything in when he did it. Gently she buried her face in his shoulder. He much preferred having him there instead of the lonely comfort of her pillow. When he whispered to her, she wanted to say something, she wanted to say she was sorry for putting this on him, but all that came out was a small squeak. This must have been how he felt when his mother died, and she felt ten times worse for him as well.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 14, 2017 3:17:23 GMT -5
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Night Smoreo!
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 14, 2017 12:15:22 GMT -5
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Post by anormallife on Nov 15, 2017 1:09:33 GMT -5
Hey guys, sorry I haven't been on lately. Been worried with other things and had laptop troubles)
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 15, 2017 1:30:22 GMT -5
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 15, 2017 3:41:03 GMT -5
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 15, 2017 23:36:05 GMT -5
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 16, 2017 21:27:22 GMT -5
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Michael could guess something was wrong as Norman offered to answer questions. However, he would not pass up an oppertunity to get even half-a--ed answer. "Seems you can be intelligent enough to obey. Let's start with this, how exactly would you have created a cure if you had managed to get a sample of the disease? From my point of view, you don't have skills yourself to know how to handle things like these," Michael pointed out. Considering the squirrel likely knew close to nothing about how to create cures, it would most likely mean others were involved with W5.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 16, 2017 21:35:46 GMT -5
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Hey Creamy!
Be prepared for a really annoying Norman, fair warning.
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Norman let out a long, drawn out sigh as he leaned back. โWell the original plan was to give my first born to a witch in exchange for a cure, but that fell through once she found out I was hโa gay and was never going to have a first born. So we were considering my alien pals for some high tech alien stuff to make a cure,โ he explained in a serious voice, looking at Michael. โAliens tend to be very reliable, not like witches, seemed like a good bet, and if that didnโt work, we were gonna use a genie, you know, at least one of those wishes would get us a fancy shamncy cure,โ Norman said in a very deadpanned way as if taking this seriously.
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Post by anormallife on Nov 16, 2017 21:38:56 GMT -5
Hey guys c: )
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 16, 2017 21:39:50 GMT -5
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Post by anormallife on Nov 16, 2017 21:48:37 GMT -5
(Hey, how are you?)
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 16, 2017 21:49:37 GMT -5
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W5 said it like he was serious, but those were blatantly lies, terrible ones that are meant to be lies. That was immediately annoying. He supposed it made sense on why the hybrid would do this, but of he actually listened it would have made things much simpler. "And here I was hoping you would a less obvious lie. I will give you one more chance to allow you to tell me the truth." If he was still unwilling, Michael would simply have to convince him in a harsher way to talk.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 16, 2017 21:58:22 GMT -5
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Norman gave a sigh. โAlright, Iโll admit, those were lies, there was no witch, no aliens, no genie,โ he said and looked down, taking a moment to sigh and move his hand along the floor of his cell. โThe truth is...I was going to use the help of a secret army of unicorns that have remained hidden from mankind for centuries and chose to reveal themselves to me after I saved one of them when I was traveling the world,โ he said and gave a dramatic shake of his head, heaving a sigh. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that, the unicorns will never forgive me...โ He said, still just as seriously as before.
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Post by anormallife on Nov 16, 2017 22:01:11 GMT -5
(I'm doing good, I'm on break which is great)
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 16, 2017 22:21:37 GMT -5
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"I am suddenly wondering how it is possible anyone can possibly stand being near you. I suppose you asked for it though, mind standing still for me?" Michael said closing his eyes briefly. He was ignoring the growing feeling of annoyance, piling out a syringe. He found it funny when Nadia had pointed out he seemed to prefer a particular way of torture over any other. He moved forward to inject Norman with the liquid, speaking as he did so, "Don't worry. The liquid itself is harmless when injected. And before you ask, it is not the same thing used on Nathan earlier."
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 16, 2017 22:33:26 GMT -5
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Nice Ano!
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 16, 2017 22:42:15 GMT -5
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"They are correct in that case," Michael responded. As soon as Norman darted away though, Michael laughed somewhat harshly. "I have to admit, is it rather hilarious how confidently you talk and yet run immediately when the issue of being injected with something arises. You have two options here, get injected or answer my questions truthfully. The choice is yours." If W5 decided he didn't want to talk, nor get I injected, Michael would need to find a better way to either make one of the two ways work.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 16, 2017 22:45:45 GMT -5
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Norman, who had made his way to the other side of his cell, looking at the syringe warily, remaining silent for a few moments, as if weighing his options, then finally, he gave a defeated sigh, sliding down the wall until he was sitting with his legs up to his chest. โIโll talk, just...just put that away,โ he urged, looking away. He didnโt want that syringe anywhere near him, and if that meant he had to answer a few questions, he would.
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