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Post by Mirage on Jan 28, 2012 19:01:00 GMT -5
"I don't know if staying away will help. In that werewolf movie I cameo'd in last year, it was tied to the time of the month, not just being out when the moon was full," Addison counter as he scrubs at a persistent stain, "Of course, I could be wrong."
Addison leans his arms on the top of the ladder and looks down at Lynn. "Love, if you want to see a physician... there are several who specialize in metahumans now. Cost wouldn't be an issue."
"That's your choice to make, however."
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Post by Lynn Deanna Payne on Jan 28, 2012 20:00:09 GMT -5
Lynn snorts over Addison trying to use a movie as the factual basis behind her... transformation. Really?
At the thought of seeing yet another doctor, though, she turns shy, looking away. She plays nervously with the feathers she has clipped in her hair.
She needs to register, doesn't she? There's going to be paperwork. And people.
Finally, Lynn manages, "Me no think so." She doesn't want to be poked and prodded anymore.
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Post by Mirage on Jan 28, 2012 22:31:24 GMT -5
Addison just nods. It was the answer he expected. Lynn has seen far too much of doctors in her life. He's never approved of how they treated her, even when he knew that they were trying to help.
"So, feel like trying to help me clean up this place?" he asks, smiling down at Lynn.
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Post by Lynn Deanna Payne on Jan 28, 2012 23:01:15 GMT -5
Lynn sags and grumbles, "Fine, fine, me help clean, and me think... maybe just go camping for while when moon is full."
And start some cryptid legends, perhaps.
Fade?
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