Road Trip! The Final Frontier.

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  1. MacsLovlyAngl

    MacsLovlyAngl Head of the Graveyard Shift

    Jan 30, 2007
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    Awesome update Geni.

    Loved Lori and Scott meeting up again. They are so sweet together. *hugs them*

    I think those two witches, that call themselves mothers, should get together. Who knows those kids may get lucky, and they'll kill each other.

    That Alice. She's ditzy enough to make you smack into walls, just to get away from her.

    All and all, great job Geni. You Rock:)
  2. racefh853629

    racefh853629 Pathologist

    May 1, 2008
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    Aww... what a cute update. *smacks Doris* Much better. :)

    Alice's dumbness cracks me up a bit... And I love Lori and Scott together. :)

    Great update!
  3. Anni Grey

    Anni Grey Coroner

    Jun 22, 2005
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    Katie's not on my good list right now! Good on Anni to step up and do the right thing, and at least encourage Lori to take time for herself. And she was up to her old Anni self as well- that was nice to see.

    I knew as soon as New York came into play, that she would run into Scott. What's the deal with them? Don't they know they belong with each other? And his mother...apparently, a leopard can't change it's spots and neither can a stuck up society bi-atch...sorry.... I went there. I just hope that Scott and Lori realize what they are to each other before they miss out. I would hate that tremendously:)

    Excellent update:D
  4. Jenna_Caine

    Jenna_Caine Police Officer

    Dec 16, 2007
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    :guffaw: Lord, I love Jenna... XD Nevermind that Horatio's like, old enough to be her/my dad... :lol:

    Actually, I think he might be a couple years older than my dad... *thinks* Hmm... Lol!!! Nice, Geni! This is so awesome to read. And, can I pleeeease hurt, maim, or kill Mrs. Finch now? Please? :lol:
  5. HellsBells

    HellsBells Tormenting Camp Counselors

    Feb 27, 2007
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    Grandma: If you ask me, she could use a little less boob and a little more dress.


    I like Grandma Speedle. She's awesome..

    Wait it is Speedle, right? OR is this Insane Katie's Mother? Because if it's Katie's mom all I can say is "oh. So THAT's where she got it from."

    I love that Heather is crushing on Ryan and Ryan is being typical-- Clueless. Heather :lol: needs to calm a bit, yeah?
  6. Finch

    Finch Funnier in Enochian Super Moderator

    Jul 30, 2005
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    Aw thanks for the reviews. :D *iz all warm and fuzzy inside*

    ^ It's Grandma Speedle. :p


    Empire State Building, lobby

    Lori: *presses elevator button*

    Bailey: *runs in, zips up coat* GAH.

    Lori: *looks over, lifts brows*

    Bailey: *stares blankly* YOU! AGAIN! *runs over, hugs Lori*

    Lori: Oof.

    Bailey: *lets go* Wait, you're Lori right?

    Lori: *smiles* Yes.

    Bailey: What are you doing here! AGAIN!

    Lori: Visiting my grandmother.

    Bailey: Your grandma works at the Empire State Building?

    Lori: *laughs* No. I'm meeting Scott for lunch.

    Bailey: GAH! Thank GOD. The poor man's been brooding ever since he got back.

    Lori: Really.

    Bailey: Yeah. *lifts basket* I came to bring him a muffin basket.

    Lori: *smiling* I'm sure he'll appreciate it.

    Bailey: He better. I spent hours making these. Sometimes it's tough having a best friend, gosh. HEY. Snazzy jacket thing, where'd you get it?

    Lori: I bought it.

    Bailey: YOU went SHOPPING? WITHOUT ME?

    Lori: *laughs*

    Bailey: This looks expensive. Tell me it's expensive.

    Lori: It's more than I would spend on a month's groceries.

    Bailey: Excellent. You're becoming

    Lori: Miami isn't exactly a farm you know.

    Bailey: Pfft it is compared to here. How's the weather over there by the way, because it's freezing here.

    Lori: Balmy.

    Bailey: Bitch.

    Lori: *smiles*

    Elevator doors open

    Lori: *steps in*

    Bailey: *runs in* Up we go. *presses button* I still can't get over how awesome this is. Now Scott's going to be super happy!

    Lori: How...unhappy was he?

    Bailey: Well he was still his usual self but I could tell that it was all fake. It's all in the eyes.

    Lori: I see.

    Bailey: He was a lovesick puppy, I swear.

    Elevator doors open

    Lori: *steps off elevator*

    Bailey: *runs over to office, opens door* GUESS WHO!

    Scott: *looks over*

    Woman: *looks over*

    Scott: Bailey, we're having a private meeting, I would appreciate it if you would knock.

    Bailey: Oh.

    Woman: So I'm not fired?

    Scott: No. But it would be to your advantage to stop having sex in the public washrooms in this building.

    Woman: *nods* Of course. Sorry sir. Can I go?

    Scott: You can.

    Woman: *stands, leaves*

    Bailey: HAHA! She was sexing it up in the bathroom!

    Lori: *walks over* Who?

    Bailey: OH. Um. That woman that just left. Scotty totally brought the hammer down on it. I should have filmed it on my phone.

    Scott: *leans back in chair* What's in your hand?

    Bailey: I made you muffins.

    Scott: Uh...I appreciate it, but why?

    Bailey: Because you're all lovesick. Muffins make people happy.

    Scott: So does giving us a minute and getting yourself a coffee.

    Bailey: Man I always have to go get a coffee when you two are in the same room. *walks away*

    Lori: *smiles*

    Scott: She followed you all the way up, huh.

    Lori: It's okay, I don't like taking elevators solo.

    Scott: *nods* I'm more of a stairs man myself. *looks at watch* So I've got about 10 more minutes here and then I'm all yours.

    Lori: I like the sound of that. *sits on window ledge*

    Scott: *grabs pen, opens folder*

    Lori: *stares at Scott*

    Scott: Please don't sit on the window ledge.

    Lori: Oh, right. *grabs chair, sits*

    Scott: What have you been up to the last few weeks besides work?

    Lori: More work. My mother decided to sue me so...I've been at it nonstop.

    Scott: *nods*

    Lori: I kind of lost my house so I'm...was, staying at a women's shelter. But my grandmother wanted me to visit and my dad's wife convinced me to take the offer. I didn't really feel right at first about taking her money but she doesn't really have anyone else, y'know? And it's probably good if I got to know her. She thinks I'm shoppin' right now.

    Scott: *lifts eyes*

    Lori: *smiles* What? I'm sure there's a gift shop or somethin' around here.

    Scott: *smirks, looks back at folder*

    Lori: *takes off coat*

    Scott: *flips page*

    Lori: *leans back in chair, crosses legs*

    Scott: *writing*

    Lori: *looks around* Your job's boring.

    Scott: Yep.

    Lori: I could never sit in an office all day, I'd go insane. I mean, when the highlight of one's day is which new flavour of coffee the machine has, that tells you something.

    Scott: *turns page* I'll take it.

    Lori: *stands, walks over to wall*

    Scott: *writing*

    Lori: Hey, neat. *points to poster* Your fire escape shows the little burning people running toward the stairs and the door being locked.

    Scott: *lifts head*

    Lori: That's kind of mean, don't you think?

    Scott: They're not on fire.

    Lori: Well they will be after they realize the door's locked.

    Scott: *frowns* I understand you're impatient and that you have an odd sense of humour but I would appreciate it if you could be quiet for a minute so I can think.

    Lori: Done and done.

    Scott: *shakes head*

    Lori: I didn't offend you, did I?

    Scott: I don't offend easily.

    Lori: So is that a yes or a no?

    Scott: It's a no.

    Lori: Good. Alright, right, being quiet.

    Bailey: *walks in* Hey there's a new flavour in the machine! Irish Cream!

    Lori: OH that's my favourite kind!

    Bailey: Want a sip?

    Lori: Sure. *grabs cup*

    Bailey: Hey Scott, you want to try it?

    Scott: *writing*

    Lori: AH DAMN. I burned my lip.

    Bailey: It's hot by the way.

    Lori: Thanks.

    Bailey: You want a muffin to cool it off?

    Lori: Would that actually help?

    Bailey: I don't know, I've never tried it. Scott knows everything though, he can tell us. Scott, do muffins help relieve burns of the caffeinated kind?

    Scott: *grabs calculator*

    Bailey: Ooh he never takes out his calculator. Hey Scott, having some math troubles? I thought you went to university.

    Lori: *snort*

    Bailey: *giggles*

    Scott: *pressing buttons*

    Bailey: Hey Scotty, what's in the cabinet?

    Lori: Probably a bunch of spare clothes. Heaven forbid he'd wrinkle one or somethin'.

    Bailey: *pulls on door* It's not opening.

    Lori: I think it's locked.

    Bailey: Hey Scotty, can I have a key?

    Scott: No.

    Bailey: How come?

    Scott: Because I said so.

    Bailey: Why?

    Lori: That's okay, I can pick a lock with anything.

    Bailey: Even my coffee?

    Lori: Uh, not unless you want to burn your way through the lock.

    Scott: *lifts head* Can you please stop talking for just one more minute?

    Lori: Of course.

    Bailey: My lips are sealed.

    Scott: Thank you. *goes back to folder*

    Lori: *walks over, bends down*

    Bailey: *whispers* What's he working on?

    Lori: *tilts head* I don't know, he just smeared ink everywhere.

    Scott: *stands, grabs Lori's hand*

    Lori: *lifts brow*

    Scott: *drags Lori to door, grabs Bailey* Out. I can't concentrate with you two in the same room.

    Bailey: How come?

    Scott: You're too loud and *looks at Lori* you're...a combination of things.

    Lori: *smiles*

    Scott: *opens door* Two minutes is all I ask.

    Lori: No problem. *walks away*

    Bailey: *walks away*

    Scott: *shuts door*

    Outside office

    Bailey: Now what are we supposed to do?

    Lori: I don't know. What do you usually do when you come here?

    Bailey: Bother Scotty.

    Lori: I see.

    Five minutes later

    Scott: *walks over* Okay, we can go.

    Lori: *smiles* Excellent.

    Scott: *hands over coat* You left this in my office.

    Lori: Thanks. I'll meet you downstairs.

    Scott: Sure.

    Lori: *leaves*

    Bailey: Soooo where are you two going?

    Scott: Somewhere that serves food.

    Bailey: Which one?

    Scott: The restaurant around the corner.

    Bailey: *lifts brow* That's not even expensive. What is she, garbage to you?

    Scott: It's my understanding that she prefers to be somewhere comfortable as opposed to a high-end snotty aristocratic dinning establishment that serves pea-sized entre├ęs.

    Bailey: I see. So you're able to be cheap because she's cheap.

    Scott: If she doesn't enjoy fancy restaurants, I'm not going to take her to one. Besides, I hate them about as much as she does.

    Bailey: Then how is she supposed to know how much you love her? I need to see this so-called 'lunch date'.

    Scott: Bailey, you have got to stay out of it.

    Bailey: *gasp* You're going to ask her to marry you.

    Scott: No.

    Bailey: Why the hell not?

    Scott: Goodbye Bailey. *walks away*

    Bailey: *waves* Tell me how it goes!

  7. MacsLovlyAngl

    MacsLovlyAngl Head of the Graveyard Shift

    Jan 30, 2007
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    Awww....Hugs Scott. How sweet to say that about Lori;)

    Great update Geni. You write Scott and Lori beautifully.

    My bad:lol::lol:

    Taps foot, for next update:p
  8. Finch

    Finch Funnier in Enochian Super Moderator

    Jul 30, 2005
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    ^ Well the 'Grandma Speedle' bit was in reference to Happilyhappy asking which woman belong to whom. :D (if that's what you were saying 'my bad' about) Because in that case, it's my bad for not quoting. :lol:


    Thanks for the review! I should have another chapter up...shortly? I want to say. :lol:
  9. MacsLovlyAngl

    MacsLovlyAngl Head of the Graveyard Shift

    Jan 30, 2007
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    Oh God damn.....Yes I'm blonde. :lol::lol::p:p:lol:

    Classic, slaps self:guffaw:
  10. Hunter

    Hunter Coroner

    Jan 5, 2007
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    Is that supposed to mean something? Because if it does Geni....I'll still love you. *sighs*

    Those 2 scenes with Jenna are hilarious, so funny. :lol:

    Wait, what?

    That H better stand for Heather.

    New season begins on the 22nd right?

    Great updates Gen!
  11. Anni Grey

    Anni Grey Coroner

    Jun 22, 2005
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    I happen to agree with Happily, Geni, You write Lori and Scotty so beautifully, I smile each time I read them! And Love Bailey to death! The scene between her and Lori while Scott was working had me in fits. Kinda harkened to Insane Katie and Anni before Katie became insane... :guffaw:

    Excellent work, as always!
  12. HellsBells

    HellsBells Tormenting Camp Counselors

    Feb 27, 2007
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    yep it does.

    Jensen + Heather.


    Great update Geni, loved that Lori makes Scott lose focus.
  13. racefh853629

    racefh853629 Pathologist

    May 1, 2008
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    Is he really going to ask her to marry him??? That'd make me feel a lot better... lol.

    Great update! Can't wait for more!
  14. Finch

    Finch Funnier in Enochian Super Moderator

    Jul 30, 2005
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    ^ I ain't tellin'. :p


    Thanks for the reviews! Hee. Heather, too bad Jensen isn't in the RT eh? :p


    Restaurant, New York

    Lori: *sips water*

    Scott: *staring out window*

    Lori: Thanks for lunch.

    Scott: *nods*

    Lori: You seem...disturbed.

    Scott: *looks at Lori*

    Lori: *looks down at table* I think I'm feeling it too. What's the point in a relationship if we live a thousand miles away. *shrugs* I know it's a bit selfish but sometimes I wish you hadn't been in Miami when I entered that treatment place. Well actually, I wish you were from Miami because that would work out better for the both of us. What made you even talk to me in the first place?

    Scott: I don't know. I've been told I'm a nice guy, it would make sense that I'd introduce myself. Afterall, you were just sitting there like a cold stone.

    Lori: *lifts head* Why were you sitting there to begin with? You'd already been there a couple of weeks.

    Scott: I wasn't sure that place was right for me. I was in and out a couple of times.

    Lori: *nods*

    Scott: Turns out the only part of that place that was right for me was you.

    Lori: *stares at Scott*

    Scott: Anyway, I'm glad I introduced myself.

    Lori: ...I'm glad you did too.

    Scott: *nods*

    Lori: *sigh* Bailey probably told you to ask me to marry you.

    Scott: That she did. I guess it's just too bad for her that it's not going to happen.

    Lori: *nods, stares at table*

    Scott: ...It's...not, right?

    Lori: What? *lifts head* No. No, of course not. Besides, we've only known each other a few months and like I said, we live a thousand miles away. It would be ridiculous to even think about it. I mean, you're a big businessman, I'm a convicted felon, you're this sweet, nice guy that makes everyone feel comfortable, I have intimacy issues, there's just too many wierd elements thrown in.

    Scott: You didn't seem to have intimacy issues around me.

    Lori: *sinks down in booth* Shut up. You're ruining my point.

    Scott: *smiles*

    Lori: Stop smiling.

    Scott: I can't. You're adorable.

    Lori: *pouts*

    Scott: *grinning*

    Lori: *throws bun* Stop it.

    Scott: *laughs*

    Lori: *rolls eyes*

    Large explosion blasts through restaurant; people scream

    Miami, CSI Garage

    Heather: Okay, so I'm ready to get dirty. Teach me everything there is to know about being a CSI.

    Ryan: Alright, rule number 1. Never open a door if you don't know what's behind it.

    Heather: Why?

    Ryan: Trust me, when you make that mistake, you'll find out.

    Heather: Oh. So what's rule number 2?

    Ryan: Don't argue with Horatio Caine. He'll just make you go over the evidence again.

    Heather: Interesting. What if Horatio's not working the case?

    Ryan: Rule number 3. When Horatio's not working the case, he's still working the case.

    Heather: You're so smart.

    Ryan: I know. That's rule number 4. Ryan knows everything.

    Heather: I thought Horatio knew everything.

    Ryan: Well I learned everything from Horatio.

    Heather: I thought you learned everything from Calleigh.

    Ryan: Okay, do you want to be a CSI or not?

    Heather: Shutting up.

    Lilly: *runs in* Ryan! I'm ready for my first CSI lesson!

    Heather: What? No, he's teaching me.

    Lilly: ...No, he's teaching me.

    Heather: I was here first.

    Lilly: We had a standing appointment.

    Heather: *looks at Ryan* Is this true?

    Ryan: *scratches head* Lilly, our appointment is for 2.

    Lilly: I thought the first rule was always be early if you can.

    Heather: *gasp* You're teaching her different rules?

    Ryan: Uh uh uh...BRRRING! BRRRING! Oh gee, it's my phone. Sorry ladies, we'll have to cut this meeting short. *runs away*

    Heather: Did he actually just say 'brrring brrring' and expect us to believe that?

    Lilly: I thought he was just being chilly.

    Heather: *frowns* He is sooo not finished with us. It's time for grasshopper to beat the living shit out of the master. *walks away*

    Lilly: Yeah you go girl! Sit on him!

    Lab hallway

    Heather: *sitting on Ryan* SAY IT! SAY IT!

    Ryan: NO!

    Heather: *pulls Ryan's legs backwards*

    Ryan: OW! OW OW!

    Heather: SAY IT!


    Heather: Your legs are broken, not your tongue. NOW SAY IT!

    Ryan: Ugh FINE. Heather is not my bodyguard, she is my...*sigh* all-powerful overlord of awesomeness.

    Heather: *slaps Ryan's head* And?

    Ryan: And she's way more attractive than Lilly.

    Heather: *smiles* Good boy. *gives cookie*

    Ryan: *grabs cookie, eats it*

    Trace lab

    Katie: *staring into hallway* Wow, she really has a handle on him.

    Anni: Tell me about it. I can't get Tim to do his own laundry.

    Katie: I can't even get me to do my own laundry.

    Anni: Then who does your laundry?

    Katie: I hired a maid.

    Speed: *walks in* Sorry I'm late, I was at the strip club across town.

    Anni/Katie: *stare at Speed*

    Speed: Someone was murdered there, it's a crime scene.

    Katie: Yeah right, show me the pictures.

    Speed: *hands over camera*

    Katie: *presses buttons* ...

    Anni: *looks over*

    Katie: Huh. She has nice breasts.

    Anni: Oh yeah, those must be new.

    Speed: *frowns, grabs camera* That's where she was shot.

    Katie: Relax, we're just teasing you. *smiles* So did you bring me a present?

    Speed: The male strippers aren't in until tomorrow.

    Katie: *slaps Speed* I meant evidence-wise.

    Speed: Oh yeah. *hands over bag*

    Katie: *grabs bag* Condoms. Used condoms.

    Speed: That's right Double-Oh, happy swabbing.

    Katie: Ha ha. *walks over to other end of table*

    Anni: I have to get over to the PD, there's some forms I still need to fill out.

    Speed: *nods*

    Anni: *walks away*

    Katie: *swabbing condoms* You know what's great about these?

    Speed: *looks through microscope* They're about as disposible as you?

    Katie: Funny. I was going for the fact that we're going to get two profiles from these giving us a better idea of who was with whom. It means less interrogations and witness statements which are unreliable. This is pure science.

    Speed: Right.

    Katie: So where's Calleigh? I tried paging her this morning but she didn't answer.

    Speed: Maybe she got busy at a scene.

    Katie: She's tagged as being at the lab all day.

    Speed: *lifts head, grabs pen* Ask Eric.

    Katie: ...Why would Eric know?

    Speed: I don't know, why would you ask me?

    Katie: You're the only one in the room.

    Speed: All the more reason not to ask me anything.

    Katie: *rolls eyes*

    Horatio's office

    Lora: *puts box on desk*

    Horatio: What's this?

    Lora: I've been doing some investigating of my own. In that box, you will find dirt on every employee in this lab, excluding yours truly.

    Horatio: Um...I'm not sure I understand.

    Lora: Well I figure if I get there before Stetler, you won't be surprised when you find out how screwed up everyone is. You're always complaining about how Stetler does these biased investigations, well I did my own unbiased version and I have to tell ya, the results are staggering.

    Horatio: *opens folder* ...Calleigh and Eric are having an affair.

    Lora: Yep.

    Horatio: *flips page* Heather and Lilly are competing over Ryan Wolfe.

    Lora: Mhm.

    Horatio: *turns page* ...Horatio Caine is paying for Anni's medical bills.

    Lora: *grabs paper* Uh, that one got mixed in with the wrong...files. You know what, let's just get rid of that. *crams paper into mouth*

    Horatio: Lora, you don't need to do this. I'm aware of everything that's happening around my lab, I don't want you spying on everyone and putting it all into public record. If there's a problem, I'll look into it.

    Lora: *chewing* But but...I'm supposed to be your partner in justice.

    Horatio: Justice outside of the lab. Meaning criminals. Not my staff.

    Lora: *frowns* But they're more criminal than the criminals half the time. Did you see what Heather did to Ryan?

    Horatio: No more spying.

    Lora: ...But that's what I do best.

    Horatio: Find another hobby.

    Lora: B-

    Horatio: No buts.

    Lora: Fine. I'll get into..pottery or something gay like that. *walks away*

    Horatio: *shakes head*

    Restaurant, New York

    Fire alarms going off, people scattered all over restaurant; dust settles

    Lori: *coughs, brushes glass from head*

    Waitress: *crying*

    Lori: *looks around*

    Waiter: *runs over to Waitress* Are you okay?

    Waitress: What happened?

    Waiter: I don't know.

    Lori: *blinks, wipes dust from eyes*

    Waiter: *kneels* Ma'am, are you alright?

    Lori: I...I think so. *wipes nose, looks down at hand* Did you see what happened?

    Waiter: No, I was serving an elderly couple across the other side of the restaurant when all hell broke loose. Where were you sitting?

    Lori: Um...I don't know. What part of the restaurant am I in?

    Waiter: You're near the bar. Just opposite the front of the place.

    Lori: *nods* That's where I was, near the front. *rubs neck* Oh my God, where's Scott?

    Waiter: Who?

    Lori: I was with a man, he was sitting with me, I don't know where he is.

    Waiter: Okay, what does he look like?

    Lori: He's um, a little older than me, tall, brown hair, blue eyes...*looks around* You have to help me find him.

    Waiter: Just calm down ma'am. You need to stay put until the paramedics g-

    Lori: NO. I have to find him. Scott! *coughs* Scott!

    Waiter: *sighs, follows Lori*

    Lori: *overturns table*

    Waiter: *looks down* Is that him?

    Lori: *shakes head* No. *looks around*

    Waiter: Oh no. *grabs tiles*

    Lori: What?

    Waiter: My manager. *covers mouth*

    Lori: ...She must have been near the blast.

    Waiter: *drops tiles, nods*

    Lori: *squints, moves hanging duct* Scott. *crawls over* Scott!

    Waiter: *runs over* You found him?

    Lori: Yeah. *brushes tiles away* Scott.

    Waiter: Is he alive?

    Lori: *places finger on Scott's neck* ...Yes. *shakes Scott* Hey, wake up. Scott, wake up. *taps Scott's face* Come on, move, make a sound, anything.

    Scott: *groans*

    Lori: *sigh* Good. Scott, can you hear me?

    Scott: *blinks, coughs* L-Lori.

    Lori: *smirks* Yeah. *looks at Waiter* Help me move this garbage.

    Waiter: Right. *grabs pieces of wood*

    Lori: *pushes large piece of metal, looks down* Can you move?

    Scott: *sits up, holds head* Are you alright?

    Lori: I'm fine. *brushes glass from Scott's hair* You, on the other hand are bleeding.

    Scott: *coughs* What the hell happened?

    Lori: I don't know. Can you tell me what day it is?

    Scott: What, you want the exact date or the first one that comes to mind?

    Lori: This isn't the time to be joking around.

    Scott: I don't know what day it is, okay? I just got thrown halfway across a room. Don't expect me to play 20 questions with great accuracy. Besides, when's the last time you actually looked at a calendar.

    Lori: Fine, how about a simpler one. Tell me your name.

    Scott: *sighs, wipes blood from forehead* Scott.

    Lori: Last name too.

    Scott: ...

    Lori: Um, hello.

    Scott: *blinks* Maybe I hit my head harder than I thought.

    Lori: Wonderful. Can you stand?

    Scott: *nods*

    Lori: *grabs Scott's arm*

    Scott: *gets to feet, staggers sideways*

    Lori: Whoa.

    Scott: *holds side* Ugh, Jesus.

    Lori: You hit the floor a little harder than you thought too, huh.

    Scott: Maybe I'll sit. *sits, leans against overturned table*

    Lori: *kneels* You're going to be okay.

    Scott: I'm just peachy, you don't seem so sure of yourself right now though.

    Lori: Do I look that scared?

    Scott: Terrified.

    Lori: *tilts head* It's my first explosion.

    Scott: *nods*

    Waiter: *walks over* The front's blocked by a bunch of debris. We won't be leaving that way.

    Lori: What about a back door?

    Waiter: It's behind the kitchen, I'll go move some crap.

    Lori: Thanks.

    Waiter: *walks away*

    Scott: *squints, grips side*

    Lori: Let me check that.

    Scott: I'm fine.

    Lori: *lifts Scott's shirt* Maybe...a couple of broken ribs at best. *looks at Scott* You're shivering.

    Scott: Super.

    Lori: You're going into shock. *looks around, lifts piece of metal, grabs jacket* Here. *covers Scott* Don't move.

    Glass pops, breaks; fire breaks out in kitchen

    Lori: *lifts head*

    Waiter: *runs over*

    Lori: You okay?

    Waiter: Just a little singed around the edges. Look, there's propane tanks in the kitchen.

    Lori: *looks over at kitchen*

    Waiter: I don't think we have more than a few minutes. We need to get everyone out the back door.

    Lori: *nods* Okay, you grab the waitress, I'll take Scott.

    Waiter: Right. *runs across room*

    Lori: Scott, we need to go.

    Scott: *blinks slowly*

    Lori: Scott. *grabs Scott's face* Hey. Stay with me. No, come on. *shakes Scott* Stay awake.

    Waiter: *walks over* Hey, let's go.

    Lori: Get up, Scott!

    Waiter: Just leave him, we have to get out before we all die!

    Lori: *stares at Scott*

    Waiter: Let's go!

    Lori: No! We're going to drag him out of here if we have to!

    Scott: *groans*

    Waiter: He'll just slow us down!

    Lori: Then I guess we'll just have to see who wins. The bigass fireball or us. *stands* Grab him.

    Waiter: Are you insane?

    Lori: I can't take him alone.

    Waiter: Then you're both dead. *runs out*

    Lori: *stares through hallway* ...*looks down, grabs Scott* Get up you SON-OF-A-BITCH! *pounds fists against Scott* GET UP!

    Scott: *coughs*

    Lori: *drags Scott* UGH!

    Scott: *grabs onto floor, props self up, falls*

    Lori: Come on, move it!

    Scott: *coughing, gets to knees*

    Lori: *coughs, grabs Scott by the hair*

    Scott: UGH!

    Lori: Better. Get your ass moving.

    Scott: *grabs Lori, stands*

    Lori: *pulls door* ...*yanks door* You have got to be kidding me.

    Scott: *blinks*

    Lori: *pulling door* Come on, OPEN!

    Beam above shakes

    Scott: *lifts head*

    Beam falls

    Scott: Look out! *snatches Lori, pulls her to floor*

    Lori: Oof!

    Door creaks open

    Scott: *pulls door open*

    Lori: *stands* Hell of a time to listen to me.

    Scott: You only broke 3 more of my ribs. *coughs* Get going.

    Lori: *runs*

    Scott: *runs*

    Restaurant explodes

    Last edited: Sep 17, 2008
  15. racefh853629

    racefh853629 Pathologist

    May 1, 2008
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    You... are very, very evil! :p

    This almost got me in trouble for laughing loudly in class... :lol: I love it!

    Great update, even if it is a completely evil one. :p :p
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