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fissionmailed2009-01-01 03:49 am
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[In the stairwell leading to the second floor there is a sleeping Pliskin. His M4 resting in his lap as he sleeps sitting up.]
[He hasn't found a room yet obviously and the stairs are as good a place as any.]
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...Meryl...
[And he mumbles in his sleep.]
[He hasn't found a room yet obviously and the stairs are as good a place as any.]
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...Meryl...
[And he mumbles in his sleep.]
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... M--[He flinches at the touch. His eyes snap open. His grip tightens on his gun. He half raises it then... he sees her.]
Meryl?!
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[She reaches a hand out, almost touching his face, skimming along the lines of his prickly jaw. She shakes her head after a moment.]
No, not Dave. You have to be from later on. One of the Snakes, then. [She sits down on the staircase, a respectful distance away, looking over him.] What's with the outfit?