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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 5:10 pm
Rena growled at hearing she was nothing but trouble, she hadn't been trying to make it easy for whatever this man wanted to do. She blinked curiously at the words gun. "Do you mean this?" Rena questioned holding the gun up now looking it over one eye however was kept trained on Garret. It was obvious she had a heavy old English accent. "Am I supposed to thank you? Are you getting me out of 'ere? No I do not know why I am 'ere. I just know I have been trapped here for a long time." Rena growled irritated. Who was he to take that kind of tone with her. "If I was not a vampire would I 'ave even been drinking the blood of the body you threw at me?" She questioned rolling her eyes. A stupid question at best, the man was already irritating her. "The one? What are you talking about?" she questioned now glaring at the man.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 12:04 am
Great just perfect I just hit the lottery of bad days was all he could think to himself. "Just because you drink blood doesn't mean you're a Vampire. And yes what you're holding right now is a gun" he irritatingly says. "You know a firearm. Ok, let's starts off easy what do you know about this place and how about you tell me a little bit about yourself. Because if you like me or not we need to work as a team to get you out of here. I'll even put away my knife" He sheaths his blade and heads to the gun he dropped. He quickly ejects the empty clip and reloads the weapon then hostlers it listening to words as he does all this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 12:21 am
Rena glared as the man challenged her claim on her vampirism. "I know what I am whether or not you believe it is on you own opinion sir but I will not sit hear and listen to you berate me about what I am or am not." She growled. "I do not know what a fire arm is, if this is one than it is the first one I have ever seen. I do not know anything about this place other than that I have been here a very long time trapped and mostly asleep without being asleep. Other than that I refuse to tell you, some stranger about myself." Rena continued her accent still very heavy old English. She refused to tell him because all she could really remember right now was her name. If she could get to other vampires maybe she would recognize someone or they would recognize her and she would remember who she was.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 12:27 am
"Oh this is perfect, you will probably be a hindrance more then anything. Wait.... sleep." His tone suddenly changes from frustration to confusion as he then asks "You have been sleep for a long time? How long is long? What year do you think this is?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 3:03 pm
"I told you I have no idea how long I have been here. The last date I knew it to be was in 1843. What year is it now?" Rena questioned. She knew she had been asleep for years but not too much time could have passed, surely not. The man's accent was much different and confusing to her but she passed it off as possibly being in a different land.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 12:57 am
"you are off by at least a century and a half" he says but he goes quit after that struggling to find the proper words. Garret wonders to himself what she was ready to hear or wanted to hear and he becomes unsure of what explain. "******** it!" it he lightly exhales. "You have missed quite bit. But first lets get some more blood into you. Stay behind me and follow my advice. If you silence that silver razor edge tongue, hold your temper, and listen, I'll get you out of here in on piece. If you don't feel like doing that then don't follow me. I have no plans on being being a pile of ash. There are a lot of dangers here that you have no idea how to deal with."
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 1:14 am
Rena blinked quite surprised as Garret told her a century and a half had passed. She had been under much longer than she had thought, she thought she had been out maybe a couple years 20 at most but now she was appalled by the time lapse. She looked up as he a phrase foreign to her. She sneered as he told her to keep quite and follow him. Rena would have liked nothing better than to slap him upside the back of his head for his words to her but right now she needed his help. He was right she didn't know where, or what this world was anymore. "Would you like me to drop this contraption and just leave it here?" Rena questioned holding the gun up for him to see. Once again she looked over its smooth slick black coating confused by it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 2:49 am
"It's not a easy tool to use even if you know what your doing." Garret looks over the corpses, searches for something, then he turns around to face the female Vampire and hands her a nightstick. "You should still have some sort of protection, I have confidence you can use this with deadly force." He looks over her then bends down and kneels towards her stomach. "You're injured" he starts pulling up her shirt to inspect her wound.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 12:43 am
Rena shrugged and dropped the gun she had on the body she had drained. She looked over the weapon the man had no handed her, it looked like a mere rubber stick. She smirked as he said she could use it with deadly force. She had still been looking over the weapon he had handed her when he said she was injured. Now that he mentioned it there was a bit of pain in her abdomen. "What?! What do you think you doing?!" she yelled bashing Garret across the head with the nightstick. She stepped back away from him. "When did I give you permission to remove my clothing or even put a hand on me. Is that you people do in this decade? How vulgar!" she said with a bit of disgust as she place her free hand on her side pulling it back to find her own blood on her hand. "Well that certainly puts a damper on things."
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 12:59 am
Once again Garret is caught off guard and stumbles back shaking his head and rubbing it. "That I hate to say was warranted. Women is this age would do the same thing. That was dumb on my part." He says groaning. "Can you bind your wound?" He says ripping fabric from the corpses. "First we need to patch you up then get you some blood, finally get us out of here. Then we just our seperate ways."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 1:33 am
Rena glared as Garret admitted what he had been doing would have warranted the same reaction from any other woman of this time. "Bind my wound? How do you expect me to bind something that is clearly on my side and very hard to reach?!" Rena growled irritated. The mild pain in her side was now irritating her.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 11:08 am
"I don't remember women from that time having such a vicious tongue." He says finishing up making a binding. "Your speech and accent sounds British, so I'm guessing that is where you were last before you blanked out. Considering how strong it is you stayed there for a while. Would this guess be correct?" He inquires. Garrent walks back over to the new Vampire and kneels by her wound. "May I bind your wound?" he says attempting to use a accent he has not used in over a century.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 12:57 am
"Well then obviously you have never met a proper woman. Women inn my time never let men walk all over them unless they were a whore." Rena growled in distaste. "Of course I am British, did I not explain that before, or was my accent too foreign for you. I was born and raised in Britain where am I now?" she questioned. She glared as he kneeled by her once more. "Lift the shirt more than necessary and you shall find this thing across your head once more." she growled threateningly. She was bit impressed by his try at the accent yet at the same time not it left much to be desired from her home.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 1:32 am
"When you crack my jaw I'll take your threats seriously" He smirks then replies "Yeah I know my accent is a bit off. I spent more time in Ireland then Britain in the 1700's but I learn enough in that lifetime." He Slowly lifts her shirt to only 1/2 an inch above the cut. "It probably feels worse then it actually is still." he wraps the bandage around her waist apply enough pressure to stop any addition bleeding the sighs. "You may not like this fact but you're in America right now.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:49 pm
Rena rolled her eyes as Garret comented about her cracking open his jaw. "Ireland, bunch of drunkards if I recall correctly." Rena commented as Garret bound her wound. "It doesn't fell all that bad, to tell the truth I have had worse wounds." Rena said giving a small wince as he put pressure on the bindings. "America? What is that?"
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