| Subject: Frozen Flare |
Author:
Naoko
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Date Posted: 21:43:09 04/02/01 Mon
In reply to:
Solace
's message, "Um, how bout...go to hell?" on 19:56:04 04/02/01 Mon
Naoko laid there, eyes open as he examined his surroundings... All of the people he ran into had ended up by him, all seemingly bearing the same problem as he currently had...
/...artificial paralysis... clever... very clever.../
He didn't move, he didn't attempt to move at all... No need to attempt into overcoming the impossible for now... Their situation was definately inpossible... only way to get out is if comeone removes the device purposely or accidentaly from their necks...
To his side, Solace was displaying her obvious dislike of the current turn of events...
"...so... what do you plan on doin to us eh?..."
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