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 Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:02 pm
She was on the field running. Rep's weapon was charged, it was ready for an attack, and Rue dismissed herself the moment the blade came down and smashed into her torso.
There was pain, only pain, and then Ofelia knew nothing. She saw a white light perhaps, a response to the sudden bursting of her nerves as a result of being nearly chopped in half by an overly enthusiastic attack, and then there was darkness. She didn't feel her head hit the ground, she didn't hear any noise if there was any to be had.
All she knew was quiet and cold. There was no pain, no hunger. There was no Rue, just silence. Finally quiet, Ofelia wanted to rest and rest well. If she never opened her eyes again, never woke up again, she'd be fine with it. Her last thoughts had been something along the lines of 'oh s**t', but there was no regret there.
Ofelia hadn't known enough in her life to properly regret.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:18 pm
It had been a spar, just a spar. It wasn't meant to end how it did.
As she hit the ground, blood pouring from her wounds, she was too human much too human, he'd felt his stomach twist in terror. For just a moment he was looking back on his own past, the other boy, falling to the ground, the sharp too tinny scent of blood. This was the same. Oh god oh god.
What had he done?
He'd gathered her up in his arms, panic seizing him completely as he'd run, run like he had never run in his life to the infirmary. The staff had stared at him as he yelled SAVE HER, YOU HAVE TO ******** SAVE HER.
And then they'd taken her away.
He'd stood there in his blood-soaked clothes and felt like a murderer.
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It had taken a day or two for him to receive word she was still alive, some of the worst days of his life. Just waiting.
When he'd heard, the first thing he'd done was go to visit. He felt so ******** bad. Sure she was annoying sometimes, but she was a sun. He wasn't trying to KILL her. Not by a long shot. He didn't expect her to forgive him for it, but he did at least expect to offer her an apology.
As he arrived at the room she was in, he quietly took a seat. He wasn't even sure if she would wake.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:02 am
The first thing she was aware of was the pain, or lack thereof once again, and Ofelia came back into the world of being aware with a scream. It must have been the scream she intended to release when Rep tore into her, the sound never coming since everything happened so fast, but as soon as her body was aware and her mind turned on Ofelia screamed long and loud. Her hands flew up in front of her, awkwardly, and she ended up elbowing herself in the face during the attempt. "Oysdfsdsd." Her voice was an awkward croak in her throat and she coughed, the feeling of a breathing tube against her nose not really super pleasant.
Just what the hell had happened?
Rep killed you. Or nearly killed you. I couldn't have gotten so lucky. There was Rue's voice, finally, and Ofelia frowned mentally as strong as she could. Everything she did was weak though, strained, and she was exhausted just from the effort.
"Rep?" Another croak but this time a name could be heard. She wanted to turn her head and look, see if he was there, but mostly she was just saying a name aloud now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:46 am
He almost jumped out of his skin as she screamed, startled and not expecting it in the least. He had to fight the urge to even run clear out of the room in case he was the cause. Thankfully however she stopped, coughing.
He got up and wandered over to the bed carefully as she spoke his name, looking serious for a change, looking concerned.
"I'm here." he offered as helpfully as he could. "I'm right here oneye." He knew her name was Ofelia but he generally disliked real names and their formality.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:50 am
"Huh." Ofelia's eyes were barely focused as Rep did indeed come into view and she was starting to think that maybe she had the power to summon people and maybe getting knocked out had given her some kind of magical powers. Her brother had once told her about that, people developing weird and strange skills after being attacked or severely injured, so it was worth a shot. "Am Ah magic?" If that was the case she also wished for some chocolate, asap, but Rue scoffed.
He was probably in here before you were awake. He did nearly kill you, some people have a thing called a guilty conscience. If it were possible, Rue sounded disappointed in Rep. Maybe she'd hoped that deep down he had no heart at all and would have been the one to kill Ofelia for her but seeing as he was here, checking in on the girl and giving her a nickname, that wasn't meant to be. She scoffed again and returned to being silent.
"Oh." She still was talking out loud to her weapon, always making things troublesome. "Rep? What happened?" Ofelia knew what happened, she'd gotten hit with his weapon, but everything after that was a blur. She could feel something against her chest, bandages perhaps?, and she could feel an IV in her arm. People didn't get IVs unless something serious happened.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 12:42 pm
"Maybe you are magic for surviving that." he said with a grunt and another twinge of guilt, fidgeting somewhat awkwardly. Guilt was such a horrible feeling, one he was unfamiliar with. He often did cruel or selfish things but in general they were a deliberate thing. A concious decision. This time it hadn't been something he thought about or intended, just a moment's lapse of judgement that had ended utterly horribly.
"And.. well. I happened I guess." he sighed "I find it..very hard to ignore Tracey when he is charged. I didn't even realise you were so badly hurt." he remembered the feeling of her shield shattering much too soon and the dull resistance of flesh under the blade.
"I shouldn't have used it, I should have called off the fight."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:10 pm
"Oh." Her vocabulary was surprisingly limited, or not really surprisingly limited. It hurt to talk, she'd been so silent for snippets of their conversation, but at least she did her best to try and keep their conversation going. ". . .Didja call me oneeye?" Maybe she was ignoring Rep's explination of what was happening, or maybe she was still trying to process the fact that she'd been badly injured to start with. One of her hands moved and touched the bandages, surprised to find she wasn't really wearing anything on her chest like a medical gown. Just bandages that were still and somewhat stained with her blood. "Ah like that."
She attempted to move, or at least roll over, and a faint cry issued from her lips as her body trembled against the pain. She wasn't in any state to be moving and her body was letting her know with sharp pin pricks of pain that erupted against her chest. Tears sprang to her eyes but nothing came of it, her ragged breath forcing the teen to not cry.
Hick, he explained what happened. Answer him. Ofelia had been listening, maybe, and she was slowly processing what to say. Rep had admitted he was the cause of her wounds and well, he sounded horrible about it.
"It's okay. Ah'm not mad at ya." She strained and smiled, or grinned depending, and looked from the corner of her eye at Rep. "Ah'm not mad."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:54 pm
"Yeah. Oneeye. " he smiled as she seemed at the very least to approve of that. He preferred nicknames, as was probably to be expected of a man who refused to go by his real name. "Glad you do. "
He winced as she tried to move and help up a hand. "Don't..do that please. You have to lie still and get better. Your weapon will see to that, they help a lot." Tracey had when they were beaten in the past at least. It seemed Tracey if nothing else, was a damn good healer.
His relief however at the fact she didn't seem to blame him was tremendous. "I'm.. really ******** glad mate. Cause like, it wasn't like, intentional. You did good."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:09 pm
"Even if it was Ah wouldn' be mad at ya. Friends are supposed ta fergive, right?" She wasn't sure if Rep considered her a friend but she certainly thought of him as one. He'd given her a nickname, which must mean he thought about her somewhat, and to her delight the nickname hadn't been anything cruel or involving a curse word. That made Rep her friend, regardless if it was one-sided for the rest of the time together at Deus.
There was a moment of silence as she touched the bandages again, unable to properly tilt her head down and look. "How bad is it? Mah wounds Ah mean - can' move ta see an' check. Rue can' tell me either cause, well, she's a weapon." Based on the pain it was...well, bad. Also based on the fact she was in a hospital bed with an IV and Rep was worried and being nice it must have been really bad.
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