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 Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 6:01 pm
Reaper thought about that. Remembering the last person that gave her that speech. Didn't she break his nose? "So?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 6:06 pm
He finished wrapping it, and gave the knot a extra hard tug. "I tire of this, and I tire of you." He left her there, left and started back to the inn. It wasn't enough that he had to assert himself in front of his family, reassure his love, no, he had to attend to an ungrateful patient.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 6:11 pm
Reaper just noticed what she did. "..s**t...GODDAMNIT!!!" She didn't realize she slammed her other hand hard on the counter. Making the wounds reopened again.
"...that's it.....i'll just get rid of myself...that should make the world a bitter bloody place..." She walked out of the clinic pulling that daggers of hers out again. The same one that made the wound in the hand Aes just bandage up.
"The world hates me any way..why not save it the bloody trouble.." her eyes turned blood red as she spoke and headed for the wilderness. Her hand she slammed against the counter already bleedy by the power she had put into it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 12:58 pm
Reaper came out of the wilderness and came standing before the clinic. It was there when she stopped in her tracks to stare at the building. Taking a deep breath she walked up the steps and knocked lightly on the door. And once more like everytime she came here....it was empty. She moved to the side and sat down on the porch with her back up against the wall.
She rolled up her right sleeve the wound she made last night still there. Then she removed the glove on her left hand. The same one that HAD the brace on it. There carved into her flesh was a pentacle. She damage herself twice in one day...and she was doing so good too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:08 pm
Reaper turned her head and stared at the old brown tattered bag. How long has it been since she had actually looked in that bag? How long since she opened it?....eight years....She couldn't believe it had been that long since she had opened that bag to look at the contents within it. Was it because of fear?
Her hand hesistanly stretched out and pulled the bag up close to her. Fingering the lace that held it close.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:22 pm
Reaper took another breath and slowly untied the lace that held the bag close. It made her hand shake a bit but paid no heed to it. With it completely undone she opened the bag up to the world. Her right hand reached in like someone would reaching into a dark black hole. Her fingers closing around a soft kinda hard object.
Curiosity plagued her to pull it out. And so she did. In her hand was a very old doll. She turned it over and stared at it with those brandy eyes. The doll had her color eyes and braid. Was wearing a black out fit that had red crosses down the sleeve, pants, and the front of the shirt. Tears started to well up in her eyes.
Remembering how her little sister used to carry this doll wherever she went. Remembered how she asked her to make a doll for her. one that looked like her so that when she was alone she was still there with her through the doll. The entire doll or mostly more then half of it was covered with old blood. Even when they escaped she still had that doll. Still held it in her arms..even when the mace came to break her skull in. The tears were now slowly coming down her cheeks.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 1:53 pm
Very gently Reaper laid the doll down beside her. And shakily reached once more into the bag beside her. And swiftly pulled her hand out once it grabbed hold of some sort of cloth. It was a icy blue bandanna like the kind you wore around her neck. The tears were still coming down her cheeks.
It was her brothers. And like the doll it was covered in old blood. He never took this thing off. She remembered how she had to wrestle him nearly every night to just get it off. Only to find him exactly three minutes later with it back on.
The memories made her smile sadly beneath the cool gray scarf around the lower portion of her face. Her brother was always so sweet. Always had good manners. Always smiling you never saw him cry. When ever he saw someone else crying he would hold them in his small arms.
Those two big blue eyes of his always sparkling with such joy and happiness. He was cutiest eight year old ever. She remembered how both him and their sister used to climb up into her bed and have their arms around her. And together they would sleep in each others arms. They never did have parents. they were orphans for a long time. And she was their protector....
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 2:13 pm
Like with the doll Reaper gently set the blue bandanna down. And reached once more into the bag. Her hand got hold of something flat and sort of wrinkled like. She pulled it out of the bag and unfolded the small square piece of paper.
Her eyes widen in not surprise but sadness and yet...joy at the same time. It was a picture. There was the little five year old girl with dark cocco hair and green viper eyes in a lovely blue dress. In her arms was that doll hugging it tightly to her. To the left was the eight year old boy. With red spiky hair and big blue eyes. His cat ears twitching with a ear ring in his left ear. Wearing the baggy blue jeans and the tanish white top. His tail waving behind him with black spiral spots around his right eye and below his left one. Wearing that bloody blue bandanna like always.
And there...in the very center. Was the other eight year old this one a girl. With a medium length braid of black. Brandy colored eyes wearing the black outfit with red crosses. Her arms around the boy and girl and their arms around her. All three of them....smiling.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 2:36 pm
When did this picture take place? God, she couldn't even remember that. Is that her curse? SHe can only remember the bad things and never the good things. Why did the world torture her this way? What did she do to ever deserve such...punishment.
Reaper wipped the tears from her face and carefully laid the picture down as well. She reached into the bag and felt.....clothing? She grabbed hold of the clothing and pulled them out. There were two pairs of clothing in all. The ones on top contained short shorts a extremely small leather top and knee length boots. The pair beneath that...was the one with red crosses.
And to her amazement it looked as if they could still fit her. Her hand came to the belt around her waist. She was getting skinny...really skinny...when was the last time she ate? She couldn't even remember that. The belt was soo tight that she had actually had to make some more holes so the buckle and lock on.
Another way she was harming herself. And she didn't even notice it till now. She bit into her bottom lip drawing blood as she carefully put the items back back into the bag and closed it up. Standing up. It had been hours and it was obvious Aes wasn't going to come.
She took out a piece of paper and a quil pen and wrote a note and left it on the front door. it read:
Aes, I came and you were not here. I waited and you did not come. I'll be in the wilderness.
Reaper then turned and headed back deeply into the wilderness. Disappearing into its dark shadowy depths of the world.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:22 pm
(( sweatdrop ))
Aes made the journey from his inn with Kasumi to the practice. He stopped to nail a sign that would show if he was inside these quaters or not, and proceeded to behind the desk. While waiting there for patients, he mused about the best way to remove the mattresses from inside the tree.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:26 pm
Jay slumped up against the door and opened it quickly, falling to his knees as soon as he entered the clinic and then just said some incoherent ramblings before passing out on the floor. He was pretty battered up...his back was bleeding and one of his arms looked...shattered.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:34 pm
Aes quickly moved to lay Jay on the long table, but put a pillow next to him. Since his shoulders were in such an abnormal condition, Jay was on his stomach. Aes wet a towel with water and began to clean the wounds. "If you can still talk" he said, keeping his voice level "could you please tell me what happened?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:39 pm
Jay let out a grunt as Aes layed him on the table. Turning his head to the side, he closed his eyes and then said "Kratos ripped out my wings....bone and all" Jay said as he winced a bit, feeling the towel. "It's probably swelling a lot...or perhaps there's still some bone in there"
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:41 pm
"I see. Most human ceatures with wings can regenerate them over time, can you? I'm wondering about how much tissue I should remove or try to save before I begin." he was finished wiping off the blood, and took out a bowl of swabs and a tube of alcohol.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:45 pm
"I wasn't exactly human when I had the wings. I managed to transform into an angel...but the wings were destroyed, and now I'm forever a human" Jay stated as he looked back at Aes and said "Just don't try and go out of your way to save some tissue"
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