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 Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:51 pm
The fight was over. Even if that last weak little punch had hit him (and caused a little grunt of pain..hell it did -hurt- afterall), it wasn't enough to make him drop. And really, if it had been just about any other Negaverser Lyra would have been in quite the predicament. Even the part of Demy's being labeled as Scheelite saw the potential in returning to the General-King with a Senshi's starseed.
Thankfully for her that pain and -reason- had finally won out over the pure anger that had been fueling Scheelite during the fight. The crack had not only broken Lyra's ankle, but seemed to snap Scheelite out of his bloodlust.
"O-oh god..."
The Negaverser stumbled back, hand to his mouth as he stared down at the broken form of the girl. She was so little. Just like Z...little helpless Z who he was SUPPOSED to be going to see. And instead he was out here beating up on little girls?
What the ******** was wrong with him?!?!
And the pain. It appeared in a flood, right on the heels of the retreating adrenaline rush. It hurt, everything hurt so much. Hurt to move, hurt to breathe even, and it was everything he could do to not hurl from all the conflicting emotions and the sights and sounds around him.
Was..that blood dripping out of his mouth? The urge to cough was overwhelming, but if simple -breathing- hurt than coughing was going to be absolute agony..and who knew what he'd cough up. Whimpering (rather...pathetically? Odd for a Negaverser), he gave the fallen girl a final glance before dashing off.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:36 am
It felt like hours in that semi-conscious state. She was sitting there- her vision burring in and out.. her awareness dulling out and fading away to nothing. She just did not understand what was taking so long, wasn't he going to take her star seed? Did she not lose, fail to bring justice to the one whom hurt Z (was he really the one whom did it?). Why was she still feeling this pain, did the pain stay with you even after death?
She sat there- unaware that her attacker had left a long while ago. Some sort of glimmer of hope, or was it just survival instincts, made her reach out for something for her to hold.. and hoist herself up onto. She felt a cold wooden surface- the broom handle she had lost earlier. Grasping it she used it as a crutch and dragged herself (literally) to the curb side. Once she was close enough, yet not seen, she henshin'd down. With a scream of agony she realized that the pain was indeed worse in her human form than in her senshi. Shaking hands soon lost their grip on the pole and she fell face first onto the cement. The old nose wound, which was now clotted and bruising up, had re opened and stained the ground with red.
She was just lucky that a local store owner had heard her scream. She heard sirens in the distance just before fully slipping into unconsciousness.
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