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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 1:55 pm
~Hearing the response to his speech, Trisk ran over to the source. He slid to a halt, seeing the familiar face of the woman he had fought earlier.~
"Oh..."
~Quickly reaching into his cloak for some bandages and a healing potion, he began to treat her wounds. He noted then the extent and number of her injuries.~
"God... What the hell happened to you? I don't think this was my fault..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 1:59 pm
~grumble,grumble~
"Hell NO!" She flinched. "This-s was because of a stupid ego tistical man, I like to call b*****d." She winced and whined again. Her eyes were becoming heavy. "I'm so sleepy."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:06 pm
"Ahhh... No, stay with me here."
~He took a break from her gashes, having attended to the more life-threatening ones. Placing a hand on her forehead, he used another mental technique, blessing again the training back in his previous occupation. He conveyed energy into her body, her mind, her soul. He jerked his hand away after a bit. He had to be careful - that drained him quite a bit. He needed to be alert for her. He returned to his bandaging.~
"Still with me? Keep your eyes open..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:11 pm
"If I had fought back, he-he would've killed O-Obake." She whispered. "Obakes' safe r-right? He's safe?" She was becoming delusional. The blood loss was now getting to her. "I'm just cold, I want to go to s-sleep."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:17 pm
"Ah, hell."
~Trisk started to work faster on the bandages, finishing the last of them.~
"Just stick with me, OK?"
~He quickly left to gather materials for a fire, checking on her often. After the fire was going, he wrapped her in his cloak and laid her near to the flames. He began to use plants from the forest and his own supplies to create a drink for replenishing blood.~
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:24 pm
When Kuro had become less delusional, now that she was warmer, she stared into the fire. Her thoughts drifted to Obake, she wondered if he would be trapped in his wolf form forever. Never to be held by him again. Tears started to fill her eyes, but she quickly steeled herself. Tears would do her no good.
She wondered why this man, Trisk would help her.
Her thoughts were all jumbled and she couldn't think straight.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:33 pm
~Trisk finished the potion and set it down to cool a bit. He turned to Kuro, who seemed to be doing better.~
"You look much better now... Would you mind filling me in? Who was it that wounded you like this? I know we may have fought, but you are an honorable opponent, a good person. This man... He sounds like a coward. You said something earlier, about him threatening another if you fought back. That is a cowardly act. Because of your honor and situation, I help you now."
~He smiled~
"I'm rambling. Now, I'd like you to drink this. This will help with your blood loss, make you feel better."
~He picked up the cooling potion and put it to her lips.~
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:43 pm
Kuro sipped it, swallowing hard.
"I can't t-tell you much. . .me and Obake, we were. . ." She shifted uncomfortably. "This wizard, or something along those lines, changed Obake into his wolf form permanently. I've tried everything. Each time, this. . ."She gestured carefully to herself. "happens. You know, Obake is here right now, he 'thinks' I don't know, but he's been w-watching me since he was changed-d." She looked up just in time to see a flash of white. She smiled. "if you look, you might be able to see him. Look right behind you, he's the white shape."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:53 pm
~Trisk whirled around in time to see a white figure fade from his vision. He turned back to Kuro.~
"I see. Does this wizard have a name? I'm just curious, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
~He took a more comfortable seat near the fire, enjoying the warmth.~
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:04 pm
"He doesn't tell anyone his name. . .I have no Idea. I've even tried to become Xol's ally, for maybe a chance at beating him, lot of good that did me, Xol is full of hot air, all powerful my a**."She coughed. "I think maybe Obake will speak with you, I know he's spoken to other, but I don't understand why. . ." Kuro didn't finish her sentence, but fell into a peaceful sleep. She had tried to stay awake,but somethings are just losing battles.
The white figure drew closer.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:10 pm
~Ascertaining that Kuro was asleep and not out from her injuries, Trisk turned to tend to the fire. He never did, however, because his attention was distracted by the advancing white figure of Obake. Trisk gave him a small nod of respect.~
"Obake, I presume? Kuro seems to hold you in great esteem..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:15 pm
Obake was completely white, his eyes a shade of intense thunderous gray, but his size was most intimidating.
"She is alright?" Obake asked. His voice deep, he was at least 26 years of age.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:19 pm
::Matsuo and Darenos, her young wyrm, take a peaceful walk through the forest, enjoying the sights, smells and sounds of the serene wooded surroundings. A smile plays on her lips as the young black wyrm tells her of stories long since forgotten::
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:20 pm
~Trisk nodded.~
"Yeah, she'll be OK. I'm glad I got to her when I did, though... Those were not light wounds. You two seem to be in quite an interesting situation."
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:28 pm
"She took those wounds for me, so he would not kill me. I couldn't do anything. He made me watch. It will not happen again." Cold fury came to Obake's eye but his face remained stoic. "I thankyou for helping her. . .she doesn't like to accept help. She even yelled obsenities at me once, for bandaging her hand, can you imagine that?" Obake leaned down to Kuro breathing in her smell. "Soon Kuro, very soon."
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