Barrel
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 20:25:31 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 20:25:31 GMT -8
Orin finally released Evanesce, grinning a little. "Get in the chair," he ordered. He hadn't given her the checkup yet. He seriously wouldn't forget about something like that. "Cooperate and I'll give you an actual checkup. Don't cooperate and I do whatever the hell I feel like doin' to your mouth. Got it?"
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 20:30:36 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 11, 2007 20:30:36 GMT -8
Evanesce slumped back to the chair. She'd rather get a normal checkup than be subjected to torture of the mouth. She settled back in, folding her wings under her in a somewhat comfortable way. Though they were still beat up a little from earlier. She was tempted to go back to being evil so she wouldn't be subjected to this, but decided against it.
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Barrel
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 20:36:52 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 20:36:52 GMT -8
Once Evanesce was seated, Orin pulled the chair into a reclining position, and then dragged a small chair out from the corner of the room. He dragged it over to the occupied dentist chair and sat down, ordering Evanesce to "Say ah." He held his dental mirror and had turned on a small overhead light, adjusting it so it would shine in her mouth. Surprisingly, he actually knew how to give actual checkups. He just rarely gave them.
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 20:43:51 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 11, 2007 20:43:51 GMT -8
Evanesce hesitantly opened her mouth, though she already knew her teeth were perfect. But she'd rather just do as told rather than have her mouth messed with. Her lip was dripping blood into her mouth, and that annoyed her. She hated the taste of blood. One drop landed wrong in her throat, causing her to cough and splutter. After a moment, though, it went away.
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Barrel
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 20:56:31 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 20:56:31 GMT -8
Orin carefully examined her teeth, peering at them closely, looking at them from all possible angles. He wanted to pull teeth so badly, but he had told her he wouldn't go on a tooth-pulling rampage if she cooperated. How was he supposed to know she'd obey him!? A scowl slowly formed on his face, until he finally growled and tossed the mirror aside, standing up and angrily storming out of the room. There had been nothing wrong with her teeth, like she had said. He was pretty grumpy, so there was only one thing left for him to do: change into another of his forms. His dentist self was the only sadistic drug-addicted one, after all. So if he changed, he wouldn't care about his lack of drugs or that he hadn't hurt Evanesce. And he'd hopefully cheer up. So then he changed into... Mrs. Luce. He had already done Bernstein, and The Voice had nearly gotten him killed. And he didn't want to be insanely happy, a plant, or a wino at the moment.
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:02:24 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 11, 2007 21:02:24 GMT -8
Evanesce relaxed, leaning back where she was and letting her eyes closed. Wow, exhausting day. Turn good, make Orin go back to normal, get beat up, lip bitten, and very nearly had mouth torture. Very exhausting day. She let her arms fall over the sides of the chair, resting for a bit. "That was random and weird," she muttered. She couldn't help hanging out around there though.
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Barrel
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:15:16 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 21:15:16 GMT -8
Luce poked around the office, frowning at the leather jacket and motorcycle helmet tossed carelessly on the ground. She picked them up and set them on the front desk, then walked down the hall, poking her head into the various rooms and making disgusted faces at the blood spattered on the walls, and at the tools lying around, also stained with blood. Didn't the guy who worked here ever CLEAN!?
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:22:25 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 11, 2007 21:22:25 GMT -8
Evanesce sat up and looked at her wings. They felt bruised, but she couldn't see past the feathers. Not to mention it felt like at least one bone was fractured in each, wether it be large or small. But it wasn't a big deal. She healed fast, that was how she was. She flopped over on her stomach and dozed where she was. She was very, very tired.
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Barrel
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:26:32 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 21:26:32 GMT -8
Luce peered into the room Evanesce was in, and narrowed her eyes a little. She pulled a contract from the front of her dress and tossed it at the girl, then changed into the plant version of Orin, walking over (rather clumsily, it's sort of difficult to walk on roots) to the chair he had sat in during the checkup and sitting down, gaze locked on Evanesce. As a plant, he was quite dull, and could focus on something for a long time.
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:29:54 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 11, 2007 21:29:54 GMT -8
"What d'you want?" Evanesce asked whoever had sat down next to her. She was too tired to look up. She yawned, wings fluttering slightly to stretch them out a little. She rolled over and blinked at the plant-person. "O-okay..." she muttered, raising an eyebrow at him.
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Angel
Dec 11, 2007 21:50:52 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 11, 2007 21:50:52 GMT -8
The Plant stared blankly at Evanesce, then whined, "Feed me..." Since it was technically like one of Twoey's buds, it had the same taste for blood. It's voice was like Twoey's crossed with Orin's, again because it was like one of the plant's buds that would sprout the face of the victims it's devoured.
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Angel
Dec 12, 2007 5:24:07 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 12, 2007 5:24:07 GMT -8
"I don't know what you eat," Evanesce growled, flopping back down on the chair. Then she flinched with a small 'ow!' She'd bit her lip, and it reopened the small scab that had formed over the tiny injury she had gotten earlier. A tiny drop of blood dripped down her chin before she could catch it.
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Angel
Dec 12, 2007 5:36:23 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 12, 2007 5:36:23 GMT -8
Orin had drooped when she replied, wilting a little. He might as well try to make her feel bad for not giving him what he wanted. But that's when he caught sight of the blood. His head snapped up and he almost instantly perked up, wide-eyed gaze fixed on the blood.
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Angel
Dec 12, 2007 5:41:15 GMT -8
Post by Shock on Dec 12, 2007 5:41:15 GMT -8
Evanesce frowned. "Why're you looking at me like that?" she asked, then whiped the tiny drop off her chin. Then she froze. Maybe...to test her suspition, she seemed to pull a needle out of nowhere pricked her finger, putting it close to his mouth.
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Angel
Dec 12, 2007 5:47:35 GMT -8
Post by Barrel on Dec 12, 2007 5:47:35 GMT -8
The Plant's eyes followed her finger. It couldn't stay still any longer. It bared its sharp-ish teeth and lunged at her finger, its vines reaching out to wrap around her hand and hold it still so she couldn't pull away from it. You can't show it something it wanted and then not give whatever it was to The Plant. It would find a way to get it anyways.
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