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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:39 am
She hears a crashing noise ans turns toward it,
"What the hell?" She says running toward the noise. she looks to see the final moment of Matt falling, from another high window. She covers her mouth, assuming he'd be dead,
"No" she whispers, tears filling her eyes,"Please." She runs over to the spot, this few secondstaking forever.
"Matt~!" she screams. As she runs over kneeling next to his barely conconious body.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:43 am
Matt winces as Emma's voice cuts through the cold air.
"Help me up," he says, rolling over onto his stomach and trying to bring himself to his knees, but his body rejected his ideas and let him just lay stil. The pain was harder to ignore now, but his mother wasn't there, and she was the only one he didn't want to see his pain.
He reached under him and pulled out the knife, putting it next to him, his blood blooming from under him like a wild rose.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:49 am
Her eyes widen,
"Okay, just stay with me," she says, surprised he was alive. She helps him up as he bleeds from his stomach.
"We need to get you back up to Celia's place," she says, worry filling her voice. He puts his arm over her shoulder and starts to walk back. As she walks back she feels her pain meds wearing off, her wound beggining to burn and she holds more and more of his weight. Her eyes starting to tear as the pain becomes unbearable, trying to hide it from Matt, she walks a little quicker. She starts to limp as her stomach feels as if it's been ripped out.
"We are almost there," She says, trying to make her voice sound normal, not wanting him to hear the pain in her voice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:59 am
Even though she tried to hide it, he heard the pain.
In a sudden, quick movement, he broke away from her and shoved her against the brick wall, holding her hands at her sides. Her breathing hitched.
Matt stared down at her, at their full heights, he was taller than her.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:02 am
I stare at him in fear,
"Wh-What?" She asks fear ringing in her voice. She tires to get out of his grip. Not being successful in the slightest.
"What is it Matt?!" she asks aggression filling her voice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:06 am
As the exhaustion sets in, his breathing begins to quicken, but he keeps it in check, keeping it slow, even though it killed his lungs to do so.
Instead of answering for now, he rests his forehead against Emma's shoulder.
"Stop pushing yourself," he breathed, raising his head and locking his eyes with Emma's, ignoring the fact that their faces were as close as they were.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:10 am
Emma stares at him,
"Wha- What are you talkign about? I'm fine" She lies, trying to blow it off that he noticed. Her breathing gets heavier as she realizes how close his face is to hers.
"We are almost there, we need to get you cleaned up Matt," she says worry ringing in her voice as she looks at how exhasted matt looked.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:17 am
"I'm fine, you're the one who almost died today," he snorts, pushing away from her and walking on his own, which was more like stumbling and shuffling his feet, but atleast he was moving.
He paused and looked back at Emma.
"Well, are you coming?" He asked.
OoC: I'll see you when I get home. Sorry it's short, but try to make your post longer, kay? Be back soon.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:33 am
She looked at him,
"Yeah i guess so, but I'm not the one thats bleeding at the mom-" She takes back her words as she feels her stomach, she bled through the bandage and her shirt,
"s**t," she mumbles, holding her side, it must of busted back open when she was supporting Matt. Unfortunatly, he was right. She walks over to him, trying to hide her side, which was impossible, Her shirt was soaked from all angles.
"Matt, Lets just go okay," she says angerly, she hated being this fragile. She looks at him, "Are you sure your alright?" she says, a worried look on her face.
"Stop" She orders, he turns to her, she unties her sash she was wearing around her jeans, and wrapit around his adomin,
the bood seepingthrough quickly, She gets closer to him, only inches from his face,
"Dont' die on me alright," she says sarcastically.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 3:47 pm
Matt closes his eyes, swaying a bit forward and his nose grazes Emma's cheek as he turns his head away.
"No garantee on that deal," he tells her, winding both arms around her waist to untie the bandage. Once it fluttered to the ground, he ripped a piece of the bottom of his shirt and tied it around her waist, where her wound was.
"Just until we get upstairs," he says in a breezy way, as though in a dream-like daze. They help eachother upstairs and he makes his way to the livingroom. He sits himself on the small coffee table, takes off his shirt and inspects the wound. It was still bleeding, and all it needed was time to heal and a few stitches.
"Emma, how good are you with a needle?" He called.
"I'm fine," she answered uncertainly.
"Then come here," he said, taking off one of his boots and, in the heel there was a hidden compartment, opened it, and took out strong thread and a sergical(sp) needle. He handed it to her and laid back.
Emma worked for just 10 minutes, then cut the thread and declared she was done. He moved slowly, setting himself up in a sitting position again, then traded places with Emma.
He gently lifted her shirt and set to work, after cleaning off the needle, at stiching up her wound.
"We probably should've done this when we first found you," he said while working. When he was done, he laid a hand on Emma's stomach and she immediatly(sp) jumped.
"Sorry, are my hands cold?" He asked, lifting his hand cautiously.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:37 pm
She winced,
"Just a little bit," she looks at him and smiles. "Now, you need to lay down, Mr." she says, she grabs the small coach in the corner. Matt finds the other chair in the far corner,
"Hey Matt?" She calls,
"Yeah?" he answers. She smiles,
"Thank you, for saving my life," she says quietly, "You didn't have to, but- you did anyway," she adds. She turns toward him, still laying down on the coach,
"Mmmmm.. Wait," She gets up and walks over to the cabinets grabing one of the pain killers, "This works like a dream," she says giggling. She walks over to him, sitting next to him on the arm of the chair,
"Here," she hands him one, "You'll need it to sleep better, and no, i'm not trying to kill you," she adds smiling. He takes it and she walks over to the other side of the room, grabbing another. She taking one herself,
"So tell me, Matt, What happened just a few moments ago, Ya know that hole falling out the window thing." She says sitting back next to him on the arm of the chair.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:27 pm
Matt tilted him head and gazed past Emma, recalling the event.
"A family reunion(sp). I met up with my mother. She taught me everything I know, and now it's my biggest goal to kill her, because of what she made me. I enjoy killing people, I get a thrill from seeing the light leave their eyes. I can never fall in love, because love has no place in my heart anymore. There might as well be a black hole in my chest, where my heart should be, and all because of her. A teacher, a mother, and an enemy. She knew I'd want to kill her, when I was just 8 years old, when I began my training. So, she was ready for me, left a few things from me, so she'd be able to beat me every time," he told Emma, his words slurred by sleep and the pain medication. He chuckled at his own slurring.
"From my slurring, you can tell I don't take much medication."
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:33 pm
"Ah, So that was your mother?" She asks. He nods,
"Yes'm" Emma chuckles,
"You really, really don't ever take medication do you?" she says.
"I'm teasing I'm teasing. I'm used to medication, with all of those tes-" she stops, her word and choked off by horrible memories, She frowns and anger increases in her head.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:38 pm
Matt looked over at her curiousily.
"You were about to say something? What was it?" He asks, seeing her frustrated expression.
"You were about to say something about tests? Did someone experiment on you or something? Stick you with needles and drug you up until you could hardly see straight? Command you to kill and kill, until you were the perfect assassin?" He ranted, guessing and spouting off random questions.
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B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:43 pm
She cocks her head toward him,
"Ye-Yes," she says, She shakes her head to get the illusion out of her eyes,
"I could never care for anyone, I only hated. Everything evil in the world, to me, was gourgeous. But Recently, I-I Don't know what happened," she says.
"They made it so I never remembered my past life, I can't rememebr who my mother was, my father, where i lived, Or if Emma is my real name," she says anger filling her voice.
"But yesterday, I-I Think i saw something, May- maybe my mom or something. I don't know, it almost seems like It's wearing off," She says, looking at Matt for something, some type of reaction.
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