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 Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:14 pm
[Phoenix 0% of badger]
Phoenix didnt have much concern about the others of the island. They almost could all die for as much as he seemed to care. Though, he wasn't cruel and heartless. His face was almost frozen in its solem expression.
Due to a condition, his nerves didnt fully develop. As a result he doesnt know pain. This led to a determination that could never be broken. But, pain is a nessecary evil, as it tells us that we are injured.
The only thing that told Phoenix that he was hurt, was the dripping blood off his fists.
For the past several days, he did almost nothing but eat and work out. Anywhere there was manuel labor to be done, he was there. And today, he spent close to two hours punching a tree. The result, even though his hands were wrapped was bloody knuckles. It was his own luck that no bones were broken, but of course this wasnt the first time he did this.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:37 pm
~Glacus 25%~
It’s has been three days since Glacus had changed. Once again he was out walking around, wandering, in usual attire, black shorts, no shirt, no shoes and his cross that he was never seen without. Luckily today nobody had any smart comments about his blue hair.
Today he was wondering when he would get another one of those mysterious “injections”. He append upon a man very large man with bandaged knuckles. The knuckle-bandages were blo.od soaked, and Glacus could tell the man either didn’t know or didn’t care about them. Being a trained lifeguard he figured he should help. So though he was rifle with uncertainty, yet he calmly approached the man, and asked,
“Are you… okay?”
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 3:17 am
Phoenix had a small hint of questioning in his face as he turned to the new commer
"Hmm?" was all he said as he dropped his hands, still compleatly oblivios to the fact they were bleeding.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:18 pm
“Your hands are Bleeding! Can’t you feel it?” Glacus exclaimed.
Glacus ripped up his towel and handed it to the massive man, “Quick staunch it before it gets worse.”
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 5:59 am
Still puzzeled, Phoenix lifted his hands. The normally rock solid face twisted into a look of disgust and suprise.
"Not again."
Wiping his hands on his shirt, he walked over to his coat hanging on a tree. Reaching in he pulled out a small medical kit.
"Assist?"
Meanwhile the tree that had been mercily punched and kicked, began to rock and shake. Not so much though that it would be noticable to anyone not looking for the tree giving way.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 1:46 pm
“Assist? Oh okay” This guy must have mental problem due to his speech and his nervous system problems; He walked over and opened it finding exactly what he needed. Glacus began applied the peroxide on the cuts and then he wrapped them up like usual. Then his extremely sensitive ears began to twitch, he heard the snapping of wood, and he looked the blo.ody tree, was ing and teetering. “You might want to move”.
Glacus said as he saw the angle of its fall was straight on the man he was bandaging his wounds.
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