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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 8:04 pm
"What are you talking about?" Amaranta asked. she examined the wound more closely. *dang, i've seen this before.* she dug through her kit.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 7:21 am
"The beasts that slaughtered my wife and daughter..." he replied angrily.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 10:04 am
Amaranta paused. she breathed in deeply and then brought out a small bottle full of a thick syrupy amber liquid. "Those beasts have a type of poison in their saliva that makes the wound extremely hard to heal. this stuff will exterminate the saliva particles so that your wound will be able to heal." she explained. *There's a reason for everything.* she remembered her father always saying that. a tear slid down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand. her hands shook slightly as she dabbed the viscous liquid onto a clean cloth.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:18 am
"Okay one, is this going to sting? And two, What's wrong?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:23 am
"It will feel numb but it won't hurt, and- its nothing, she took in a deep breath and her mind cleared as she wiped the amber liquid on his wounds.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:24 am
"Tell me...please...I told you who wanted you dead..." he said with deep concern in his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:38 am
Amaranta didn't speak for a moment, she thought of how she would get it out. "my brother had the same type of wounds. they were more serious thought and he almost died from it. i was just thinking that maybe bad things like that happen so that we can learn from them and help someone else out with the same problem." she said, concentrating on getting the sticky liquid all over his wounds. "we used to be so close...." she whispered.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:41 am
"There is one wound I have that I bet your brother does not, mine being fatal over time, and it is a wound that cannot heal or be healed." he said.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:51 am
Amaranta looked up at Dante. "What's that?" she asked, concerned.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:56 am
"You see this red and purple scar on my upper left arm?" he said as he pointed to it. "I got that years ago."
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:07 am
Amaranta looked at it. "what happened?" she asked.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:11 am
"It's a demon curse mark......When I get angry it gives me demon like strength. But it gets bigger every time that happens....it was small at first. It takes up my entire upper arm now. I keep it bandaged so no one sees it." he explained.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:23 am
"so..." Amaranta paused to think it through. "....will it take over you your body or something? what happens when it gets too big?" *she might be able to take care of it but i'd have to find some reason for her to be motivated...* she thought.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:25 am
"Once it covers most of my body my mind will be corrupted and my soul will shatter, turning me into the same kind of demon that cursed me in the first place." he explained.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:48 am
Amaranta nodded. "I know someone. well i sorta know her. but she's very.... unmotivated...." she muttered.
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