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1/7/2016 3:20:32 AM
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[b]A teen runs up and slides to her[/b]
Holy shit, what happened? Never mind, stay still for a minute.
[b]He pulls out a bag and starts rummaging through its contents[/b]
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[i] She coughs, bent over on her hands and knees, her hair in her face and blood spraying the ground from an open stab wound in his collarbone.[/i] "Who the fück are you?"
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A new guy. Though I'm not bleeding out all over the floor, so I highly recommend you just relax and give me a minute. [b]He pulls out two bottles of fluid, a roll of gauze, and a bottle of pills[/b]
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"I don't need...your pity." [i] She coughs again, blood dripping from the wound in her chest as she sways on her hands and knees.[/i]
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It's not pity, it's not wanting to call the janitor, because I have no idea where one is or if there even is one. [b]He hands you one of the bottles of fluid[/b] Take a swig of this would ya?
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"What is it?" [i] She asks quietly, taking the bottle with her free hand, the other still clutching the sword.[/i]
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Modificato da Forum Therapist: 1/7/2016 3:48:18 AMSomething similar to morphine that I can't pronounce the name of. It won't completely put you under, put it'll numb the pain a bit while I clean out the wounds and bandage them. Also, could you put away your sword? Please?
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[i] She takes a gulp of the liquid and puts the sword behind her, not having the strength to sheath it.[/i]
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Alright, hold onto my shoulder and squeeze as hard as you like, because this is still probably gonna hurt. [b]He opens the second bottle and pours a small amount on your collarbone[/b]
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[i] She doesn't grab his shoulder, in fact she doesn't make a sound at all, only gritting her teeth and scoring her fingernails into the metal.[/i]
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Modificato da Forum Therapist: 1/7/2016 3:59:01 AMRemind me to never get on your bad side. [b]He takes the gauze and wraps up the large wound on your collar bone[/b] OK, well now you probably won't bleed to death. [b]He takes a swig of what he poured into your wound[/b]
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[i] She stands up, using her Ninjato to help set her feet, and she sets off for the nearest door.[/i]
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'Scuse me ma'am, where are you going?
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"Somewhere that isn't here."
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Yeah, you're not exactly fit to be going around by yourself. And I did just save you from dying and all. I could at least get a thank you.
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"Sorry to burst your bubble." [i] She reaches the door and opens it.[/i]
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Tch. You're not walking around here by yourself. I'm coming with you, or you're coming to an empty dorm with me. Your choice. [b]He crosses his arms, stands up, and walks over to you[/b]
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[spoiler]Careful..[/spoiler] [i] She glances at him.[/i] "Fück off, I'm not a stranded puppy or your sympathy project."
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[spoiler]Hm? The dorm thing? That's not what I was implying[/spoiler] I never said that, and never thought that. I'd just rather not see anybody else die. Regardless, I have pills that I'd like to make sure you actually take. Speeds up the healing process by quite a bit.
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[spoiler]i know you didn't. I'm just saying be careful with her. [/spoiler] "Again, who are you?"
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[spoiler]Gotcha. What's life if you don't live a little?[/spoiler] My name? That's not important. I'm Nobody (that's actually my codename just to be clear). I'm a friend. [b]He smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes[/b]
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"Who died? Girlfriend, parents, sister, brother?" [i] She says with a sneer.[/i]
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Modificato da Forum Therapist: 1/7/2016 4:20:47 AMToo many to count at this point, and I'm sure you don't want to hear my sob story, so you could quit being a brat and we'll go wherever it is that your brilliant mind is planning, mkay? [b]He says all of this with a sudden hardness to his voice, and loses the glint in his eyes[/b]
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"Looks like I pushed someone's buttons. Now leave me alone." [i] She opens the door and begins to walk down a random hallway which so happens to lead to the dorms.[/i]
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Not that easy lady. You still never even told me your name. There's this magical thing called being [i]polite[/i]. Try it some time. [b]He keeps pace, following a few steps behind you[/b]
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"There's also a magical thing called "not giving a fûck." And I'm trying that one out."
