| Subject: Re: Thru the lookng glass |
Author:
Virgil
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Date Posted: 16:43:38 05/07/01 Mon
In reply to:
Avon
's message, "Thru the lookng glass" on 16:12:11 05/07/01 Mon
Virgil glared darkly at the man...then picked up the collar, even as part of him screamed to tell him no and his own life be damned. He knew that even if he resisted the shock--which was unlikely--it would ultimately kill him, at which point they'd just make one of the other prioners do it. Hating himself every step of the way, he approached Ser, preparing to pput the collar on. He sensed a strange energy coming form her--maybe she'd been plannign to clobber the person who put the collar on. Well, if she hit him, Virgil wouldn't have blamed her. He'd never fely so disgusted and weak in his entire life.
"Sorry about this..." He couldn't even briing himself to look Ser in the eyes as he started to attach the collar...
(OOC: if you still, wanna try something, Ser, then now's the time...)
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