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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:48 pm
Arnold glared at Derrick. "I'm fine. Just stay away." He shuddered at the idea of having more people touch him and grabbed the towel from Derrick. Walking into the kitchen he began to get dizzy and quickly held the towel to the bump on his head. Arne grabbed some ice from the freezer and wrapped it up in the towel. Ok... Remember first-aid class. He had taken a fist-aid class... When he was eight. Sighing, Arnold leaned against the counter for support and to regain his balance.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:48 pm
{{ Yoou guys! We are full!! }}
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:51 pm
Nathan closed his phone when he heard Arnold speak. "Arnold! You're okay! Oh, thank goodness. We were all so worried about you!" Nathan said. Then he frowned. "I sound like my mother. I need to get out more." Nathan walked around to Derrik's side. Then, Arnold told them to stay away. "Arnie! Don't worry, it's just us! It's your friends!" Nathan said reassuringly. Hopefully, he was just confused.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:51 pm
[[How B-E-A-U-tiful! yay!]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:56 pm
[[EEP! Yay! Now we just need to have everyone posting!! Then it will be perfect! Where is this edward character...?And I thought there was already another girl?? lol, I'm confused]]
Mason's heart ached for Arnold. She just wished he would accept at least a little bit of help. After all, it was only Derrik touching him. The others were merely standing around, at the ready for any orders. Maybe it was best if they called an ambulance. Then again, if Arnold didn't take help from his close friends, would he really take help from complete strangers? Mason sat on the bottom step, looking on to see if she was needed, which she wasn't. Arnold had already decided that. She shaped her hands into fists, placed her elbows on her knees, and her fists against her face.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:56 pm
((Hoorah! Full house!))
Derrik rose to his feet, a small frown having settled onto his features. "You are bleeding. You should be lying down and applying pressure until the bleeding stops. Do it yourself if you must, but do at least do it right." He absently wrapped an arm around Nathan's waist though he never took his eyes off of Arnold. "I won't touch you, so calm down and stop glaring at me like that. It is getting annoying."
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:01 pm
{{ There was another girl. But I was dumb and didn't realize that we were full with girls, except for hidden cancer for the girl. And I'm not sure where Edward is..... I'll have to PM the character soon. }}
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:02 pm
[[but now im lost crying lol]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:04 pm
Arnold, who had glaring at Derrick suddenly looked down. "I'm sorry..." He walked, shakily over to the couch and lay down on his stomach. Arne couldn't quite understand why Derrick's words had been able to make him feel bad, but they had been so commanding, so forceful. He put his face into the pillow to keep light out of his eyes. His head was throbbing with the beat of his heart as blood was pushed up into his head.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:06 pm
Nathan felt the arm slip around his waist, but that didn't matter right now. Arnold was what mattered. "Arnie, come and talk with us! We miss you!" Nathan said. He remembered being like Arnold. When he came out to his school and his family last year, he was treated like a subhuman. He felt unloved by everyone, except his sisters. So, inturn, he acted like he didn't care and like he was completely independent. That was, until he got bashed. Then, his uncle, the one that was his father figure, started treating him like a person again. He realised that he was still the same Nathan and that he was still his favorite, and only, nephew. That, he wouldn't ever get another one. Nathan would have run away to his house, but he would've gotten sent back, and he lived in Europe for the time being. That's when he started caring, started acting like normal. Suddenly, Arnold came to the living room and appologized. It supprised Nathan, but he let it be. "I'm hungry. Anyone wanna go out to eat?" Nathan asked as his stomach rumbled.
{{{I'm so excited! Monet is rping with us! Full house!!!!! Wait, what happened to 12 peeps being there?}}}
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:09 pm
{{ Cyde! Well You and I are in our room. Everyone else is down stairs trying to help Arnold. Annora is crying.
And I decided to just have ten cause I mis calculated. GROWL!! I'm going to have to get 2 more guys.... Other wise 2 girls aren't going to have boyfriends... Or they could be gay.... *thinks*}}
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:13 pm
"Arnie shouldn't move until we know for sure the bleeding has stopped. Give it fifteen minutes or so." Derrik's voice was softer now, less commanding, and his expression had settled back into its usual blank. Arnold responded well to authority... it was good to know. Then Derrik blinked as he thought about what Nathan had actually said, and looks up at him with an amused little quirk of the lips. "You are thinking of food? Seriously?" It looked like Derrik wasn't the true multi-tasker after all; when he got serious about something, he could forget he even had a stomach.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:17 pm
[[lol!]]
Mason felt a sinking in her stomach at the mention of food. Lunch had not one well, and she wasn't sure if she should attempt a very late dinner, but since it was on her list that she was writing in her head, soon to be on paper, she decided to start eating more often, and now could sure be a good place to start. "I'll go," she chimed, but then turned to Arnold and went to sit on the floor by the couch near him, and began stroking his back cautiously.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:24 pm
Nathan blinked. "Well, yeah. Arnie went to the kitchen and I thought he was getting food and then I felt hungry. Its cool. I can wait. A little bit." Nathan smiled. Then, a realization hit Nathan he walked over to Arnold and croutched down in front of him. "Move the pillow, I need to see if you have a concussion." Nathan said. He remembered his concussions in football season. He got one freshman year and he threw up right there on the field because of it. It was a funny story, but he looked it up and found that they could be serious.
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