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High-functioning Bibliophile
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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:55 am
The girl hears a catlike cry/moan outside of her door. She comes closer to the door and says, ``Are you alright?´´
Westley hisses as he says, ``No. ...I think I just broke my shoulder or something like that...´´
The girl says, cautiously, ``Then why was there a cat sound?´´
After a pause, he asks, ``Do you really want to know?´´
She nods, ``Yes.´´
Westley rolls his yellow eyes and swallows once before saying, ``I'm part cougar.´´
He then hears a purr from inside the room. ``Then you and I have more in common than you think, as I am part cat.´´
He chuckles then, grimmacing, gets up. ``Well then, let me go get some help to get you out of there.´´
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:06 am
"Do you think it could have been Aurora?" Lael asks. "Maybe she's back." She goes out into the hall and looks around.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:11 am
Westley comes down the stairs, holding his right arm with the left one so to reduce the weight on his shoulder. From behind his glasses, he looks at the albino woman. Swallowing his pride slightly, he finishes his descent.
He starts to pass her by, pain etched in his face, before her presence makes him stop. Something stirs within him but he simply says, ``I need to get some help. I have to get her out of there and I can't do it alone. Maybe Nathan or Darian could help.´´
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:22 am
"Westley," Lael says surprised, "what happened to your shoulder?" She takes his healthy shoulder and pulls him around so that he's facing her. "What did you do?" she asks looking at the shoulder. "Come on and sit down so that I can have a look at this."
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 2:07 pm
He faces her and says, trying not to hiss, ``Not right now! I need to get her out of there first. Afterwards, you can take a look at it, but she is top priority right now!!´´
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 2:43 pm
Hearing the anger in his voice she takes a small step back, then squares her jaw stubbornly and says, "Who are you even talking about? Whoever it is, I'm sure Darian, Nathan, or Lily can help them. Come sit down, you can tell them, and I can have a look at your shoulder."
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:23 pm
He notices the fact that Lael is getting a bit stubborn, but he doesn't care as long as she doesn't interfere with getting the others' help.
He pulls away from her saying, ``She's a kindred spirit who has lost her parents and is trapped. I tried to help her out but hurt my shoulder instead. ...now I have to get the others' help, BEFORE you look at my shoulder. Now, excuse me!´´
Once again, the man tries to go get Nathan or Darian for help.
((OOC: Dang... I should have started this earlier. It's interesting to see the two bicker.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:31 pm
"You're not excused! Listen to me," Lael says. "You don't have to be there for her to be helped. Tell the others where she is and they can go deal with it. They're perfectly capable. But you're hurt. You have to let me look at it before you go do something stupid and make it worse!"
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:37 pm
Westley turns to her, almost wanting to bare fangs, then growls, ``I know that, woman! Let me go tell them where the room is! Then you can look at my da** shoulder!!´´
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:47 pm
Lael's eyes widen, but she doesn't respond. Instead she goes back to the dining room. To the others she says, doing her best not to snap, "According to Westley we have an emergency. He can tell you about it. I need to get ready to treat his shoulder."
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:56 pm
The tawny haired man follows her into the dining room, relieved that he doesn't have to deal with her nagging any more (for now). He tries not to glare at her as he passes her up.
``Darian, Lily and Nathan. I need your help to open up a door. It's frozen shut and did not want to budge when I tried to ram it open. Behind it is a girl who has lost her family in the blizzard. Please, could you try to get it open while Lael takes a look at my shoulder? To get to the room, take the hallway on the left and ascend upwards. Go down the hall a bit and it will be to your left. The room number is 243.´´
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:44 pm
"Well," Darian said, looking at the other two whom Westley had asked for help, "The way I see we have three options, hack the door to pieces, smash it down, or thaw it out and open it. Anyone have a preference?"
"The poor girl's probably terrified anyway," Nathan replied sagely, "No need to add to it. I say thaw and open."
"I agree," Lily said, her ice blue eyes daring anyone to argue, "Now, anyone object to actually helping the girl before she gives herself a damn anyurism wondering how she'll get out of her room?"
The two men quickly assured her they had no such objections and the trio walked to the room. Upon arriving Darian approached the door. "Hello," he called toward the door, "We're friends of the man who tried to help you get out before. We're going to try something different, but before we do, I want you to say something, anything, so we know you're alright."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:52 pm
Lael sighs and rubs her temples. Maybe I over reacted, she thinks. She takes a deep breath and looks at Westley.
"Well, sit down," she says, motioning to one of the emptied chairs. "You're going to have to let me cut off your shirt. I don't see any other way to get it off without hurting the shoulder, and it's impossible to look at otherwise."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 2:49 pm
Crisa looks up from the far side of the room. She had been looking out of the window to try and find her parents.
She turns her eyes towards the door and says, ``They're dead, aren't they? ...my parents...´´
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The tawny haired male takes a seat and lets the albino woman take a look at his shoulder, trying not to flinch. Of course, he doesn't want to say anything at the moment though, if he was in a better mood, he could totally say something raunchy dealing with what she said.
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 3:35 pm
After getting his shirt off, the girl looks carefully at his shoulder. She sighs, noting several old wounds while she works.
"Well you've certainly done a number on yourself, haven't you?" she says, attempting to lighten the mood. "You dislocated your shoulder." She takes a syringe and fills it with Novocain. "This'll numb you and then I can push your shoulder back into place."
((XD What she said was kinda dirty wasn't it. Not how she meant it though.
And OMG I actually know the treatment for a dislocated shoulder! I looked it up. Google is a wonderful thing.))
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