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 Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:51 pm
-She chuckled-
"About...15 deaths per year..."
((I have to go in 9 mins))
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:56 pm
((I g2g talk to you tomorrow on here?))
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 7:04 pm
He laughed.
"In my mortal years I saw maybe 200 to 500 deaths a year and since then roughly 365."
((K))
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:50 am
Kamahl walked through the doors with the woman in his arms. Seeing that there weren't too many people here, he released a sigh of relief. He really didn't feel like fighting someone right now....he was in a pretty good mood for what he has been through tonight. Carefully, Kamahl sat her down on a chair nearby. He grabbed another chair to prop up her feet and motioned for the bartender to come over to the table.
"Could you get me a towel and some water? It looks like she got roughed up a bit."
The bartender nodded and went to the back. After a few minutes he came back out with what Kamahl had asked for and handed it to him. Kamahl nodded to the bartender and began to clean off the blood on the woman's forehead.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 10:45 am
Lory's hand twitched before her eyes opened. She looked up at the person who kept dabbing something on her forehead. She growled a warning.." Come ti chiami?" She blinked a few times.." Crap....I mean whats your name?.." She'd forgotten she wasn't in Italy anymore, guess when she hit the ground she hit her head hard enough to make her forget for a moment how to speak english. Then she remembered the crazy hobo who shot her..in the back was it?.. She leaned forward every so slightly so her hand could examine her back. Her fingers came across a small hole.." a .22?" She frowned. Only .22's made that small of a hole. She examined the area, then leaned back again placing her bloodied fingers in her lap.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 10:47 am
"Yeah, the hobo used a .22....Didn't help much in the end though. Pardon my manners, my name is Kamahl."
He stopped dabbing the towel on her forehead.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 10:56 am
" Loryanya..or lory for those with short attention spans..." She sighed and checked her own holster.." Damn...my gun..." She found a few clips of her ammo left, but the holster was empty. " oui vae..." She looked at him. He smelled different, then it hit her. " You're Lycan..am I correct?" She asked. She quirked her brow as she asked the question..." Regardless, why in the world did you help me?" Her stomach growled at her.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:01 am
"Nice to meet you."
Kamahl threw the towel to an adjacent chair. He cracked his neck and his knuckles. For him, it was a rather uneventful night before he saw her.
"Yes, I'm a lycan...and I'm sure nobody, lycan or vampire, would want an immortal to be taken to the hospital and blow everyone's cover. Besides, I'm a gentleman, didn't want to just leave a woman on the ground passed out."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:11 am
She looked at the bartender and , using her finger, she gestured for him to get closer. She wispered something in his ear and he nodded and left. She looked back at kamahl. " You're right to assume taking me to the hospital would have been a bad ida, seeing as I can't retain heat I would be suffering from a bad cold to them..." The bartender came back ith a white large mug. In it was a red liquid he'd probably guess was blood, and he would be right. Lory drank it down quickly, and replaced her fingers at the hole in her back. She pried the bullet pieces out and the hole closed itself up. She looked at the shrapnel. " Hmm...it's too fine to be from a hobo....That hobo was che fifone and didn't look like he wanted to..." She closed her eyes her fist wrapping around the metal. She bit her lip.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:17 am
"Doesn't matter now though....He currently has a broken jaw, broken neck, and is partially dismembered in a dark alleyway."
Kamahl sat up in his chair and started to look around the bar. From what he saw, there wasn't much action in this place. He thought that to be good for the moment because of the situation he was in.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:27 am
" A little tempered aren't we?" She asked. She watched him " I suppose you want out of here, in a few hours this place will be full of my kind. We wouldn't want a fight." She smiled some.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:32 am
"Men shouldn't hit women, much less shoot them. This place doesn't bother me....if someone has a problem with me then we'll settle it somewhere else."
Kamahl's expression remained the same. The thought of vampires trying to start a fight with him made him a little uneasy at best.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:35 am
" Alright if you say so.." She smiled abit more. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed again. What exactly where you doing out of curiosity.."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:38 am
"Just minding my own business. I felt like sitting in the park for a while then I started to walk around the city."
Kamahl shrugged.
"I'm guessing that you were doing something similar, or are you the type that likes trouble?"
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 11:40 am
" I don't make trouble I finish it " She growled. " I was pondering something. I had to think get out of the house..you know...just breathe." She looked down.
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