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The Lylat Luxury Hotel: Part 2


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"AAAAHH F***.  I forgot about that" Zeke thought.  "It's nothing, you don't need to know about it."

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"Really? Then I guess you right, I don't need to know...but maybe the police do. Doing drugs here I see?" Norman said.

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"SHIT!", he exclaimed as he grabbed a dropped blaster and attempted to make a break for it.  Unfortunately for him, but fortunately for Norman and Charles, due to Zeke's recent groggy state, his legs were not ready for extreme work.  He collapsed slightly farther down the hallway, but still holding onto the blaster.

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Norman quickly followed Zeke, Norman took out his gun and pointed it at Zeke.

"What're you thinking? Doing drugs here? I trusted you Zeke." Norman said.

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Charles heard a thudding noise from the hall. He quickly grabbed a piece of resealable plastic and put the found drugs in it, then went out of the room, to see Norman pointing his gun at a lying Zeke.

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"F***! THE DAMNED THINGS ARE FOR P.T.S.D! IT'S FREAKING P.T.S.D!!" Zeke tossed the weapon toward Norman, and put his hands up.

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"P.T.S. What!?", Charles asked, as he walked over to Zeke, then handed the resealable plastic with the drugs sideways at Norman.

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"You stay right there Zeke. Charles, hand me the phone again..." Norman waved his hand to recieve the phone...he was still holding his gun.

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Zeke sighed, "P.T.S.D., PostTraumatic Stress Disorder.  Those drugs help 'even me out' so I don't go f****** insane every 5 seconds!" 

(Oh, here's a wiki on P.T.S.D. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post_Traumatic_Stress_Disorder)

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Charles again gave his phone to Norman, still looking at Zeke. "Drugs of prevention are worse than true medicinal care", he said.

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"It......It was just easier alright!..I couldn't take it anymore.  Having to re-live those nights, seeing all your friends and comrades die around you...I can't get away from that!"

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"It......It was just easier alright!..I couldn't take it anymore.  Having to re-live those nights, seeing all your friends and comrades die around you...I can't get away from that!"

"That's what the drugs do to you. They are the drugs' side effects. So medicinal care to cure your syndrome would be most helpful to you, so you don't even have to remember those hard, old times", Charles replied.

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Norman handed his gun to Charles and Norman said "While I am talking, make sure Zeke doesn't get away."

Norman then dialed some numbers and waited...

... ... ... ... ... ...

"Hello? Yeah this is Norman, I'm calling to scheadule a appointment for someone..."

*Caller talks*

"I don't what's going on but according to Zeke, he suffers from a P.T.S.D..."

*caller talks*

"Yeah I need to scheadule his appointment, he's taken some drugs that he thinks can help him...but we really need to check him out."

*caller talks*

"It's your choice, ether the government will or will not be involved. Goodbye."

Norman hung up, handed the phone to Charles and Norman said "The medical team will arrive here any minute now. They'll be taking Zeke in to the hospital. I needed to scheadule his appointment just so he wouldn't waste time. Now can I have my gun please?"

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Charles handed over the gun and grabbed his phone, now a bit more surprised that a talking animal actually knew how to use guns.

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Zeke stared blankly at the floor awhile.  "Charles....grab Norman and that blaster, if anything happens, I want you to shoot me in the legs."  He managed to choke this warning out before his breathing became labored, and his eyes changed once again.  Zeke tensed up, but instead of passing out, he stood up.  Ears back in an attack position, he was definitely a fearsome sight.

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Norman got his gun and pointed at Zeke, Norman said "Listen, we're not accepting requests from you. We're getting you to a hospital."

Norman's ear twithed when he heard the sirens outside the hotel.

"Well Charles, they're here." Norman said, putting his gun away.

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Zeke stared blankly at the floor awhile.  "Charles....grab Norman and that blaster, if anything happens, I want you to shoot me in the legs."  He managed to choke this warning out before his breathing became labored, and his eyes changed once again.  Zeke tensed up, but instead of passing out, he stood up.  Ears back in an attack position, he was definitely a fearsome sight.

Norman got his gun and pointed at Zeke, Norman said "Listen, we're not accepting requests from you. We're getting you to a hospital."

Norman's ear twithed when he heard the sirens outside the hotel.

"Well Charles, they're here." Norman said, putting his gun away.

Charles went in front of Norman to face the now berserk Zeke. He took out his own gun, called the bust slasher, and readied himself to anything that might or will happen. "At least he won't have to be in his current state when they take him to the hospital", he said.

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Zeke lost control of his body publicly for the second time that day.  He immediately shifted his position and attempted to pounce at Charles' throat. 

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At a record speed Charles stomped his right foot, hard, at Zeke's knees, and managed to block Zeke's attack with his hands.

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Zeke tumbled backward, but was quick to get up.  He circled his "prey" to find the perfect opportunity.  He made a go for Charles' leg this time.

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Norman turned around to see the elevator Zeke used...Norman looked up and saw some light on numbers coming up from 1...2...

"Charles! Hold him off, they're coming!" Norman shouted.

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Charles threw Zeke to the floor. He didn't even know if he managed to hold off Zeke by the knee attack.

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Zeke began to fight the enemies that were pinning him to the ground.  He could make no headway trying to remove them, so he went for the next best thing.  He knocked a blaster out of one of their hands, it fell to the floor, and went off, hitting Zeke in the abdomen.  No one knew at the time, but the blaster had been accidentally set to 'stun' in the scuffle.  Zeke's body locked up, and he couldn't move or react.

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The elevator dinged and the door was opening.

"Charles you may want get out their way, they probably brought their friends." Norman said, getting out of the way.

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Charles settled himself on the wall.

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