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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:08 am
As Gaijin reaches the bottom he sighs, wondering. He hadn't asked her name and she didn't exactly look in the best of shape... even self-inflicted she might need help. Just because she'd been strong enough to do that to herself didn't mean she was strong enough to fix it. Feeling all-the-more the fool, Gaijin turned and went back up. This time, he knew that only the handle was locked, so he pulled something out of his pocket, hiding it from prying eyes, and picked the lock. When it came open, he knocked on the doorway. Hey in here, I was just wondering if you needed some help. Just call me the idiot I am... worried about a Lycan... god what a terrible Hunter I make. He moves into the room, going over to her and moves her hair back out of her face. Yeah you definately look the worse for wear. Stupid of you to do this to yourself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:13 am
She blinks awake and grabs his neck, her thumb gouging into the soft spot just below the adams apple, almost instantly cutting off the Air. She blinks when she sees who he is and releases her grip.
"s**t sorry... I..."
She tastes the vomit in her mouth, sees the blood, the vomit.
"What... happened?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:14 am
Gaijin sat in a chair near the wall, leaning back and watching her. He was waiting for her to regain consciousness, because he could only do so much for her without her being awake. He'd been able to clean her up, again, after she had vomited and had set to work on dealing with the blisters as well. Why do I have to be such a nice guy and care how the hell this stuipd kid feels? She's just trying to kill herself because she's ashamed.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:31 am
GaijinFlameSage Gaijin sat in a chair near the wall, leaning back and watching her. He was waiting for her to regain consciousness, because he could only do so much for her without her being awake. He'd been able to clean her up, again, after she had vomited and had set to work on dealing with the blisters as well. Why do I have to be such a nice guy and care how the hell this stuipd kid feels? She's just trying to kill herself because she's ashamed.((Arceli woke up in my last post))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:36 am
((Seemed like she fell back asleep.))
Gaijin moved over to her bed, moving her hair out of the way again and pressing the back of his hand to her forehead. She was still warm, and he figured that perhaps it would help to have a cool washcloth. So, he went and again got a strip of cloth wet with cool water and wrung it out. He then set it on the open windowsill and let it cool that way all the more. He then brough it over and laid it over her forehead. What you're doing is really stupid you know. It won't help your problem. If you're really dying to torture yourself you should have just accepted my offer. It would have been more merciful.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:38 am
"I didnt think... I didnt know this would happen... The wolfsbane isnt working as much anymore... but I have an alternative planned... you're a hunter... do... do you think you could get me some Silver nitrate?"
Her head seems pretty clear for someone who just woke up after ODing on Poison.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:43 am
Yes and no. Yes I can get my hands on it, no I won't give you any. You want silver I can put a nice bullet through your head and end your misery. But I was a cop once and I hate drug users. Normally wolfsbane isn't really a drug, but for a Lycan it is. You're just killing yourself slow and painfully and I won't be a party to it. I'm going to talk to Xandora and get you some help. His fingers brushed over her cheek softly, trying to keep her mind on him and his words and not on the pain she would be going through still. It's not working any more because it isn't a cure. You want to stop being a Lycan? There's only one way to do that and I'll be glad to do it. Call it a mercy killing. Or you can stop being so stupid about all of this and just accept what you are.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:49 am
She laughs a bit, but winces.
"Wolfsbane kills the werewolf, but not Me as wil silver nitrate... and if you dont get it me I'll have to go to other sources, for example, laboratory suppliers. I have a list on my computer of decent ones and a credit card. I'll accept what I am once I can controll it. I had to run home in the nod and covered in blood yesterday. Besides, you can't inject pure silver, thats why they put it in bullets in nitrate form. gets into the bloodstream."
She sits herself up and leans agains tthe back of the bed, and picks up the covers, covering herself up.
"Well, I guess we'll meet again... but I need to clean up, so can you leave, please."
((gotta go))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:54 am
Don't be a fool. If you want to learn to control what you are, then go to Xandora and get her help. She can control it and I know that she never took such stupid measures as wolfsbane or silver nitrate. I may not be able to stop you from doing something stupid, but I won't be a part of it. With that he stands, heading towards the door. When you decide to stop being so pathetic seek out Xandora. If anyone can help you, it's her. Gaijin opened the door and stepped through, closing it behind him and heading down for the street. Once there, he got on his bike and started it up, moving off into the city once more.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:05 am
Arceli gets out of the shower and starts cleaining up her bathroom. that was it, she'd have to try the silver nitrate. She would talk to Xan first though. She has news about the resistance she'd developed to wolfsbane. She couldnt help but wonder if she'd develope the same sort of resistance to silver nitrate. That would be good news for the lycan community. Even though she hated what she was the thought that she could advance her race excited her. But, talk to xan first. She had to figure out a safe dose to start on.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:12 am
*The nights grew longer and the winds got more fierce as he walked the cold iceland streets. The snow had come down hard and there was a good foot on the ground now. Not a single soul in sight except hi he walked alone. He smiled as he looked for what he was searching for.*
Where could she be............
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:17 am
Arceli boots up the computer. She'd put her nighty on now, and she searches for chemists and chemical suppliers. She finds one and puts in her search. "Silver Nitrate" she hits the return key and scrolls through the products untill she finds one that suits her best. 5 litres of silver nitrate, ready for delivery within 3 days. She enters her credit card details and orders the product.
"I need some new needles..."
She searches a medical supply website and finds somewhere which will supply hyperdermic needles to the general public. She buys a pack of 20 pre-sterilised ones.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:26 am
The Hunter leaned down over the bike as he made his way along the streets, searching and patrolling the general area. It was getting to be more towards the daylight hours which meant he wouldn't find much to do but that could be a blessing. He turned the corner as his eyes roamed over the concert hall where Nemesis had taken him and wondered why he hadn't seen the Hunter around. He took out the card, looking over it and thinking he should call him sometime. He pulled out into traffic again and told himself that there was no reason to call the other Hunter yet. He had nothing of any importance to tell him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:35 am
Arceli gets dressed properly now, in her warm winter clothes. Knee boots, black denim jeans and a black band shirt, Rammstein, Over the top of that a green army style jacket, on one shoulder there's a german flag. She slips her flick knife into her pocket and a few throwing knives into the other. She also puts a syringe of wolfsbane in her pocket. She might be able to get back home before she transforms, this time... She sets off out, locking the door after her. When she reaches the bottom she sets off back towards the used motorbike place she heard about. It was late but apparently the place was open 24/7 except bank holidays and x-mas. She puts a couple of earphones in and listens to a band not on any of her clothing, Nightwish. It blocks out the sounds of the pre-morning traffic, and she hums along to a couple of songs.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 10:43 am
Tsunami walks into the city, she is wearing a black buckled shirt and pants, her metel platted boots clattered on the ground, she walked over to a bench and sat down.
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