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Post by arista on Aug 6, 2007 22:23:59 GMT
Arista felt so bad for the girl. She was getting a beating from every which way. Her stomach, her hand, and now her head. Arista shook her head sadly and handed the girl the gloopy potion.
Arista patted Jac on the back as she choked down the potion. "I'm sorry," Arista said, feeling like a truly bad person. "You need to get it all down by yourself." She reached over and helped Jac raise her arms over her head getting all the gloop out of her wind pipe. Arista looked at the cup. She picked it up. "One more good swallow, ok?" She said with a sweet smile.
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Jac Shaw
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Post by Jac Shaw on Aug 7, 2007 0:32:59 GMT
Jac groaned. "But it's vial stuff," she croaked as she lifted, with Otis's help, the glass to her lips again. At this point, even with her fear for needles, Jac would have preferred those to having to drink this dirt. Saying nothing else, Jac swallowed the last of the drink and flopped weakly onto her bed. Her head throbbed particularly nastily and Jac closed her eyes again.
She was drowsy now, and she tried to open her eyes. She couldn't. "I'm sleepy," she said dreamily, rubbing the end of her nose with the back of her hand. "What's supposed to happen now?" Jac asked, and yawned. "When's it gonna be sleep time?" She was very insistent on the sleep issue. Jac could usually resist the urge to sleep for a day but this hit her like a cold wind and blew her over. All she wanted to do now, all pains forgotten, was sleep.
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