He felt sick to his stomach from moving so much but he couldn't tell her that after playing the big tough guy attitude. Instead he just took his time slowly getting into the chair, letting out a soft breath. "I take it your in charge of making sure I got all my stuff?" He could probably handle wheeling around the room but he didn't want to make himself feel any sicker then he already was... -- RD Present: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Sat, Oct 08 2005, 12:42am PDT
Author: Cash
Subject: He felt sick to his stomach from moving so much but he couldn't tell her that after playing the big tough guy attitude. Instead he just took his time slowly getting into the chair, letting out a soft breath. "I take it your in charge of making sure I got all my stuff?" He could probably handle wheeling around the room but he didn't want to make himself feel any sicker then he already was...
In reply to: Cash Grayson 's message, "It's the blood of a champion, pumpin...
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin'
I'mma get all I can and even more if I can " on Fri, Oct 07 2005, 10:19pm PDT

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"Yeah, I got it. Hold this though." She unceremoniously - but gently - dumped a bag into his lap and draped another over one of the handles of the chair. "Alright?" Making sure his feet were up and they had everything out of the room, she unlocked the brakes and began the slow, gentle trek out - careful not to jostle too much. It wouldn't do to have him getting sick in the middle of the hospital. She doubted that his pride could take it. Eventually, they made it out to her new model little red Jetta waiting out in the staff parking area - tidy, and professional, but feminine looking. A good match for it's owner... (NT) -- Aubree, Sat, Oct 08 2005, 12:48am PDT