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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 9:26 pm
The motion caused Derek to stir some, enoguh for him to feel being plopped on a couch. He didn't feel more than that, though, as his vision soon went black again. As he lay there, on that couch, he dreamed. He dreamed of running faster than he ever had before. He saw himself running faster than sound, then watched as he began to catch up to the light around him itself. Time slowed to a halt, and he looked around.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:08 am
He came back to the living room. He put the kit down on the floor. Anselm stood for a moment to assess Derek's position. It would be better to put him in bed. He carried Derek to his bedroom. After lying the body down, he gently nudged it on to its side. It was now on its left side on the right side of the bed. He removed the pillow underneath the head. He covered the body and slightly lowered the temperature of the room to keep Derek warm. All he could do now was wait. There didn't seem to be any external injury.
"I wonder what could have happened," he said out loud.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 4:57 pm
((HOLD UP! Did you get the name Anselm from a certain Kingdom Hearts character?))
Erika had fallen off to dreamland, leaving reality to do what it did best-screw her over.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 6:05 pm
Derek rolled over in pain, revealing the large burn hole in his shirt framing the blackened and crisp flesh beneath. The pain disturbed his dream, and he woke.
"Ah! Ow! Oh..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:38 pm
[No, I did not. It just happens to be similar to Ansem...I miss that guy.]
Anselm was astonished by the boy's sudden wakening. He should have been out longer than that! He looked down at the wound; he saw the blackened flesh and the smothered remnants of cloth around it. It was an ugly sight to see.
He quickly opened the kit on the bed and removed some bandages and gauze from it. Before applying the medicine, he was going to have to clean the wound.
"Excuse me, but I need to clean you up," he said. He turned around, opened a drawer, and took out a big scissor. He turned back to Derek in order to cut the back of his shirt open. After cutting it open, he got a towel and water.
"This is going to hurt a bit," he said, and draped the wet towel over the burn.
"I don't know what happened, but I need to call an ambulance," he said.
He did not have the knowledge to treat this kind of injury.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 10:45 pm
Bulletbeard The Pirate "Well, since you know my name there's not much point in wearing this any more," John said, as much to himself as to Taeko. He turned away from Taeko before taking of his mask. Turning back to Taeko he threw the mask onto the table. Taeko then wrote on the pad, would you like me to cook for you..?
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 4:04 am
"Ah! ******** electric ninja!" Derek cursed in pain. His breathing slowed, and was was gone again. The surface of a burn cracked, and blood began to soak into the towel. There was a sheen of sweat coating Derek's face and arms. On closer inspection, it could be found that his entire body was becoming clammy.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 4:19 pm
Erika had woken up, and after a quick check of her current equipment, she set off towards where her apartment used to be. Her GPS guided her movements. She was going to get her stuff back, come hell or high water.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:31 am
Anselm made the call and an ambulance soon came. While he got into the back of the ambulance, he pondered the lad's babbling. He felt helpless. All he could do was hope for the best. He called Derek's folks after the ambulance arrived and he missed his first class because he wanted to keep Derek company before his parents were there. Before they arrived, he remembered the woman. She hadn't called him all morning. Anselm returned to his apartment after Derek's parents arrived. He got his school books and wen straight for class.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 4:20 pm
Running around in broad daylight is tough when wearing a hero outfit, but Erika somehow managed. She looked down upon the waking population. How many of them were like her, having to hide themselves? How many were missing family? How many had to break into their own house to reclaim their stuff? Well, maybe that last one only applied to her...
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 8:54 pm
Anselm rushed into class. He was a few minutes late-- a fact which the professor was sure to make abundantly clear. Fortunately, this particular class was only fifty minutes in length. After class, he had ten minutes to go to the last class of the day, which was speech class. There was nothing more Anselm disliked than speech class. It was both a waste of time and of money.
Anyone can communicate effectively, thought the student, holding his head up with his palm as his eyes glazed over a classmate who was giving a speech.
When he was called up, Anselm sighed, thinking It may be boring, but at least it is an easy 'A'.
Finally, at noon, he finished class and left campus. While he was walking in down town, a costumed figure caught his eye. Anselm realized it was the same female he had sheltered the night before, but make a conscious effort to feint indifference. He quickly looked away as if he had never once looked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 1:22 pm
Erika moved quickly towards the building that used to be her home. She knew how to break in, but she soon realized that the effort would be futile: A cleaning crew had come through and removed all of her stuff. Luckily, all of her equipment(Costumes, ninja tools and such) had been with her before she had been evicted. Erika decided to take a look around, to see where all of her things had been taken.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 10:18 pm
(Well, I've recieved a notice that I am accepted. I might not be posted just yet, but since I'm accepted, I shall post smile )
Emily walked down the side walk. She was looking for her favorite cafe. It was her favorite place to go when she had money, besides, pastor Hans said she was free to go when she pleased. As she was walking, Emily noticed a person in a ninja suit walk up too a building. "Interesting. Why would someone dress in that...... thing . Well, it's not my place to judge. Maybe she's a hero. Still, it is most peculiar". Emily walked up behind Erika and tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me. Is there something wrong?".
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 4:20 pm
Erika, upon hearing the voice behind her, was about to stab the speaker with a dagger. Luckily, good sense took hold. "Um...No, no problem at all..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 9:57 pm
Emily went into nosy mode as she looked at the woman. "Are you sure you don't need help?". It was then that she had a wonderful idea. "Why don't you join me for lunch? I have more than enough money for both of us. My treat". Emily felt like she should reach out to this person. Even heros were people. "My name's Emily", she said as she stuck out her hand.
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