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 Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 11:43 am
He grunted softly, a cold sweat running along his forehead now. He was pale and the wound on his neck had been done in such a way that it hadn't healed yet, leaking a small wet trickle of crimson. He shivered convulsively in the coat he'd been wrapped in, the only thing covering his body.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 11:46 am
She waited with Dusk in her arms for five minutes and decided that she wasn't home. She knew that with this much blood loss he would die in the matter of minutes if he wasn't taken care of quickly. She started to pace the hall looking for anyone who could help. But there was no one. ((Going to Dusk's Apartment))
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 5:55 pm
Racing up the steps, Dusk pounded himself hard at her door and flew back, dazed and confused. Blinking, he got up and scrabbled frantically at the door, whimpering.
"Arceli?! Arceli! Are you OK?! Speak to me! PLEASE!?" He cried out loudly, hoping she could hear. The dream had unnerved him, simply because it wasn't just a dream, it was a threat, a warning. Scared for her life, he scrambled and scratched louder and whimpered again.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:25 am
He eventually stopped and slumped, feeling tired again. He told himself to stop being such a fool, that she was fine, she was probably out somewhere, downstairs, or sleeping, or something. He told himself to visit again later. And, with another soft whimper, he turned and let himself into his apartment, closing the door behind him.
((to my apartment.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 4:14 pm
Mephlius walked in, holding Wolf with him. He laid wolf down outside the safe house, then ran away.
~Exit: Haven Infirmary~
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 7:04 am
He slowly woke in the street,and turned to see that he was a few steps away from the safe house.He cursed,knowing that he was losing blood and badly injured.He called upon his darkness,then slowly standing up."I will not die...Because I...Am...Black Wolf!!" He shouted,then howling in pain.He knocked on the door weakly,then fell onto it."Damnit..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 2:50 pm
((Hello?Dying lycan on the front doorstep of the safehouse.Anyone going to save?))
He struggled and looked around,only to see that no one was there.He howled again,and tried not to black out,starting to feel death's icy grip.He punched the door of the safehouse,adreneline pumping,his heart pumping faster."GAAAAAAH!!!" He yelled.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 5:00 pm
Everything in front of him was swirling like a whirlpool.He extened a claw and dragged it down the door and onto the cement,trying to make as much noise as possible.He howled,then fell onto the ground,his hands clenched into fists.He grabbed a frag grenade,pulled the pin,and threw it as high as he could.It exploded in the air,making not only a loud noise but also making an explosion anyone around could see it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 7:42 pm
To him,he was pounding the door hard as he ever could.In reality,he was barely hitting hard.To him,everything was moving fast,and he was trying to keep up.In reality,he was slow.Soon,the door fell,and he fell with it,and crawled in the hall way,and fell unconcious in the middle.
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 11:56 am
He was unconcious,and his body turned colder by the minute.He layed in the evergrowing puddle of blood,with the trail he left behind him.His mind started to shut down,death's grabbing fist killing him,until there was no more...
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:24 am
He stepped up. This isnt right... He looks back,and sees his body still there.He knew he was dead,but he couldnt move on,not with everyone he deserted...He would stay,but only a soul.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:37 pm
He thought a bit,then the panic hit him.He prayed many times,tried all the healing he had in him,tried to make his body heal,and he thought that he could do something.He tried to live again,and he felt an odd feeling of brightness.He got up again,looked back,and didnt see anything. Thank God! He licked up his blood,and walked out to the city.
((Exit:City))
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