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 Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:46 am
From the loss of blood, Kobei's eyes rolled back, and became white. Her body started to shiver, then dull out, and go unconcious.
The water still sprayed down, and she was left in the tub, nude, and wounded.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:48 am
Kobei From the loss of blood, Kobei's eyes rolled back, and became white. Her body started to shiver, then dull out, and go unconcious.
The water still sprayed down, and she was left in the tub, nude, and wounded. "Okay, you're busy, right. ^^;;;" Cole rushes upstairs and bursts into Kobei's room. He grabs the necklace after a moment's searching and rushes into the bathroom to place it around Kobei's neck. "This had better work." Even so, he starts to tear strips of towels and wrap them like bandages around Kobei's arm.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:50 am
*Mean while, Jason goes on dodging attacks made by the crazy man, each one getting closer to a hit.*
Crazy man: What's wrong murderer, suddenly grown a heart and can't find it in you to kill this host body?
Edited
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:51 am
Kobei has no response. All her body can do, is take in what the pendant has to offer. As the cool metal of her pedant touches her skin, the tendons, and flesh begin to grow back. This causes her body to go into a state of comatose, until her body can replenish the blood. The wound heals, to a point. The layer of skin is badly sheared still, and that is to be healed on it's own. Most of the damage was fixed.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:52 am
((Nono, Cole just spoke before your attacker poped up, retract your shadow, Cole's there in the flesh. ^_^ No worries.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:56 am
Not really, though that would be nice. *Suddenly, his shadow not only returns to him, but also begins to swirl around his sword's blade as he goes in to attack, seemingly cutting the man in half.* Just had to make sure, I took you out as well as the body...*As he speaks, the man seems to return to his normal skin color... or as normal can be once you've been cut in half. The man's knees and waist hit the ground first, shortly followed by his upper body.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:59 am
Cole observes the process with the interest of a doctor. The power flowing from the pendant was fascinating, he could see how it worked, accelerating the body's natural processes with outside power. He could probably do it himself from in her mind...
Cole own budding power flows into Kobei, following in the pendant's footsteps to regrow flesh and patch wounds, replenish blood and return the body to its original state. As he worked, he found two things curious. First, it seemed the cells remembered what they were supposed to be and once coaxed with his power would naturally flow back into their original state. (Cole's referencing the theory of body memory in a roundabout way, its what causes people who have lost limbs and such to think they can still feel the body part.) Secondly... he mentally glanced over his "shoulder" at what felt like something else in this woman's mind.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 1:02 am
*Jason walks over to the man he just killed, who seems to have a thankful smile on his face. Jason crosses himself however, it more looks like ideas of violent things one could do to him for what he did than anything else. A powerful chop dowards from head to mid chest, and a little slash across the neck to make sure.* ... Hate when it comes to this...
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 1:10 am
The enraged KB quickly left the Dojo, leaving no trace of himself behind. He would return eventually, and probably come with the intent to detroy the two men. His priorities had just changed considerably. Rather then using the weapon he was making on Twilight, he would use it to rend the flesh from their bodies.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 1:28 am
With a start Cole leaps out of Kobei's mind and back into his own body. What was he doing!?!? How different was this from what KB had done to this same woman not minutes ago? Here he was, sitting in her mind, controlling her body without her permission. This was wrong, he shouldn't be doing this. He had to offer his apologies when she woke up, it was wrong, he was acting just like the man he despised! Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong! He didn't know if he could ever apologies enough, but he would try.
redface
Hide his eyes too, as he reached up and turned off the shower. How DID this keep happening. With an embarrased sigh he carries Kobei back to her bed and pulls the covers over her. This time, he would wait here until she woke.
((Toss me a PM or an IM when Kobei wakes will ya? I may not catch it.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 8:21 am
- I would personally look up the reason why Kobei's body reacted that way. It wouldn't have healed the tissue if it were a normal person that quicky. I made the Rigidl back in 03'. I have it written all down here, www.freewebs.com/kobei_28 and I really need to update. -
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 1:25 pm
((I'll have him look into it when he realizes what happened was out of the ordinary. He probably won't understand half of it though. sweatdrop Its (It being that link) a very interested read.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 3:44 am
With a soft sigh, KB entered the Dojo and looked about. Things were very quiet, it was peaceful in a way. He moved quickly but silently to a couch, and sat on it. He had no intention of waking anyone in the Dojo, nor leaving them any more grisly messages. Hanging his head, he slipped his glasses off and lay them on the cushion next to him. He rubbed his eyes as he sat there, thinking about things. It seemed only at night when he was alone could he truly have a moment's rest, only to be plagued by his thoughts and their vicious onslaught of images.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 1:28 pm
Kobei opens up her eyes slowly, and tries to move around. Her body doesn't signal.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 5:52 pm
The dark clothing and crimson paint on her lush mouth emphasized her tan, delicate skin. A portion of silky burgundy hair peeked out from under a satin top hat carefully pinned to her head at a jaunty angle. A faint dusting of blue-grey under her eyes indicated she was under some pressure as well as stress. Her fitted Elizabeth course was a dark burgundy, tightly laced in the front with a black silky ribbon, covered by a dusky black business jacket that complimented her rich appeal; black hugging dress pants that loosened at the leg were the simplest of what she wore. Her ensemble was completed by tall three inch heeled boots laden with the requisite knives and daggers that everyone seemed to carry these days. The low cut bodice and intricate beaded choker wasn't hard to notice.
She always had problems trying to keep most people looking at her face instead of her cleavage when she spoke while wearing this get-up. Rave wasn't suprised though... at least it did some good after making her feel like she was suffocating slowly. She was dressed to awe. She always seemed more like a Vampire than a Werewolf with the way she indulged in the customary air of converted Victorian elegance in which vamps also liked to indulge when they weren't busy trying to pass as human.
As it was, she'd taken pains; her hair was in some sort of complicated updo that looked like it had taken hours to put together, and most wouldn't be able to help thinking how much they would love to pull that apart.Rave was a vision of wealth, contrasting greatly with the elegance of her form and the jewel-adorned body pressing against the wall in the little place she remembered once as home.
She didn't want to be seen as naive as much as she wanted to be taken seriously. And she looked the part with her eyes narrowed, stiff and stuck to the coffee table and her little burgundy ears slick to her skull. She almost looked angry.
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