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 Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:28 pm
((Go ahead ^^ You'll just be after Dariyn in post-order :Heart: ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:31 pm
Kallisto shyly pushed the infirmary door open and poked her head in. Still red and wincing from the many welts on her body, she stepped into the room and saw jsut how beat up Grave was.
"Oh my... Is Grave alright?" Kallisto stepped forward, immediately disliking how rough the game had gotten.
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:44 pm
Grave's face was a perfect image of pain. What had happened? He couldn't remember anything after the fall. He saw the crowd of faces and blinked blearily. Mat...thank goodness Mathiaz was here. Grave smiled at him, smiled at Nadyrr, whom he'd taken a liking to. And then Grave noticed Aysel and frowned. what was -she- doing here. She had a lot of nerve showing her face.
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:47 pm
Nadyrr glances over to Kallisto and nods, "I think he will be alright, he is just in lots of pain." Looking over at Grave's face Nadyrr winced inwardly and gently squeezed the boy's forearm. "It'll be alright, your going to get fixed up nicely."
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:56 pm
"You uhm. Kinda went a little crazy," Mat said, smiling back a bit crookedly. "But it's ok ... you'll be ok now." He reached over to take his less-injured hand, gently.
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 11:58 pm
"Grave..." was all that Aysel said, simply staring sadly at him. This was her fault. If she hadn't gotten so into the game...if she hadn't provoked him...he probably hated her more than ever, now.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:02 am
Dariyn was still there, hovering, pressing in close if only just to be unspoken support for his hurt friend. He glanced at Mathiaz...crazy? What had HAPPENED out there?
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:14 am
Kallisto moved forward, "Perhaps its best he doesn't remember?" She smiled warmly now adressing Grave, "How's the arm? You took a nasty spill."
She took a spot in the little gathering, her eyes full of concern.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:25 am
Grave blinked up at Kallisto, thankful for the distraction. He squeezed at Mathiaz's hand and nodded slowly, feeling horribly weak and still rather light-headed. "I fell." He said simply. He looked at his mangled hand and then up to where Tryna was preparing the splint. "Did I pass out when I fell? Who brought me here? How long have I been out?" Grave's mind was clearing, but his voice was little more than a whisper.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:34 am
Nadyrr gave Grave a small pat on the arm, "You kinda went into a frenzy and became very agressive...and then you passed out. But you are alright now." Nadyrr's voice is quiet and he glances around at the others a small bit of unease from everyone being so close inside the small room creeping up on him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:42 am
Well he kind of said that already ... but oh well. "Nadyrr carried you here," he said quietly. "The rest of us just kinda followed ... it'll be ok, though. Don't worry about it."
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:45 am
 ((eeep. *gets all scared of post order thing* i was gunna sick chandra and selene on you guys... but now i'm all afraid and stuff...))
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:46 am
((XD Well I'm about to have to duck out for bed here ... soh I won't be around to enforce it? *bricked*))
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 1:17 am
Nadyrr looks around at the others starting to feel more and more uncomfortable with the quiet, "You will feel better soon Grave." He then nods to everyone else and makes a hasty retreat to the door.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 9:08 am
Grave nodded in thanks, still confused with what precisely had happened. He remembered falling...but then? It was just blank. Like he'd been asleep and not dreamed? Grave settled down into the pillows and winced. There were welts and bruses all over his body. "Tryna, do you think I could get something to put on my bruises too? My ribs are really sore, and it hurts when I breathe deeply." Tryna nodded and motioned to toss the jar at him, when she realized he probably couldn't catch it in his current state. Instead she passed the jar to Mathiaz, and said, "Here, one of you should help him with this. I'm sure he can't reach all his welts."
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