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Jan 4, 2008 12:57:28 GMT -5
Post by -+//Sire//Aszrielle//+- on Jan 4, 2008 12:57:28 GMT -5
[yeah, because Seb's just...plain mean. D; that's what I thought should happen, but I didn't really know the way that things worked around here, with the packs and stuff. ; D
Hmm, Seb probably will. He's...pretty annoying at times, so I guess that would slightly fits his personality. I'll probably have to conjour up some kind of reason for him to follow him though - he's not one of those really obliviously annoying people who would follow someone for no reason whatsoever. :'D Ah, I'll discuss it with FallenReason. o____o]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:03:05 GMT -5
Post by +.Henry.+ on Jan 4, 2008 13:03:05 GMT -5
Ismirshalen was surprised he even got to get the girl to do it. Not because it was illegal to do so, but instead because she seemed unable to do something without first making him endure a long rant of some sort. She kind of did anyway, but hey, she still did it. Which he guessed was a good start.
As he waited for the silly teen to return with that strong dose of morphine, a question came to his mind: why had she bothered coming in his room in the first place? A smug voice in the back of his head just wanted it to be because he was definately more appealing than most humans, but his good sense told him it might have been because she knew he wasnt your average human. Which brought up another thought: she didnt seem to be your average human either. Could she be... Ismir shook the idea's clinging grasp away. Later, there was always later to think of such things. Right now he just needed to get out of here in one piece. With that pretty girl. She looked like she needed the company anyway. Though he would have to tell her his name sooner or later so she'd stop calling him Chalky... Not like it would work, for the blonde seemed to be in her own little world.
Finally Mable made it back with the syringe, which she tossed oh-so-gracefully at the chalky teen. Izzy caught it with inhuman ease, then proceeded to holding up his right arm. The silver fork was still wound around and through his hand, and the skin around it had started to scab up. He mentally shuddered at the thought of getting the thing out without the morphine. Of coarse, this was still going to hurt like all hell let loose afterwards.
"Okay, now here's how this is going to work," he announced to Mable, making sure she was paying attention. "I'm going to stick this buttload of morphine into my right arm, which should make it hit the hand before anything else. Very quickly I am going to tear out this fork and try to break as little bone as possible. Then, seeing as the nurses already wrapped my stomach and tended to my cheek, you're going to grab a roll of gauze and whatever else you need." Noticing the absense of a familiar presence on his head, Izzy paused to grab his top hat and plop it back on his head. "After I get the fork out, we're going to get out of here before security finds out we've left. Now here's the complication... Since this is morphine I'm using, I'm probrably going to get all numb and wobbly halfway out of here. So..." The teen once again touched Mable's arm to make sure she was concentrating all of her attention onto this. "You'll probrably have to drag me out the rest of the way or something. Got that? Good." He didnt even wait for an answer, and instead proceeded straight to stabbing the needle into his arm and injecting the morphine. After just a few moments already the stuff seemed to be doing it's job, for the pain in his hand dulled and then left almost completely. Instantly the teen set to work, for he grabbed the end of the fork and started jerking it roughly back around his hand so he'd be able to yank it out. A slight splintering of his bone started sounding, but before it could snap completely Ismir managed to twist it enough to pull it out. And pull it out he did, breaking all those pretty scabs that had worked so hard to get there and leaving a hole in his hand. And yelling in pain. Because for some reason silver liked to hurt no matter how much morphine you stuck in there. Biting his lip, the blue eyed teen shoved the fork into his pocket and yanked out his IV, then jumped off the bed and grabbed onto Mable's hand.
"Let's go!" he hissed while running for the door.
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Jan 4, 2008 13:14:18 GMT -5
Post by x fallen~reason on Jan 4, 2008 13:14:18 GMT -5
((*Sits down patiently* Hey at least this place is more lively now <3 And what do you want to discuss azzy? owo; ))
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Jan 4, 2008 13:22:26 GMT -5
Post by -+//Sire//Aszrielle//+- on Jan 4, 2008 13:22:26 GMT -5
[What Sebby's gonna do. xD Because I didn't want him to follow Danny AGAIN for no good reason. o_____o' -stuck-]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:27:19 GMT -5
Post by +.Henry.+ on Jan 4, 2008 13:27:19 GMT -5
[ The packs basically function however the alphas see fit, so that would work out fine XD;
And otay. Hmm.. Danny is a cop, right? And Seb is some criminal.. Hmm... Maybe Danny could try to jump Seb and shoot him to get rid of that pesky gun and then... Well first we'd have to question if Danny would do that... Would he? ]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:30:49 GMT -5
Post by -+//Sire//Aszrielle//+- on Jan 4, 2008 13:30:49 GMT -5
[Ah, okay then. ;D
Uh, not quite sure if that would work out, but maybe it could? I know that Danny's a /save/the/people kind of cop, so yeah, possibly. xD Fallen is on brb, so we should get her answer in a bit. I'm writing another character bio right now - would it be better to make him join Dawn, or Twilight? Minkie said that Twilight had less members, so perhaps that would be more efficient? D;]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:36:53 GMT -5
Post by +.Henry.+ on Jan 4, 2008 13:36:53 GMT -5
[ Okay XD; And I guess you could make him join whichever you want, really. Whichever side he's leaning more towards I guess? ]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:41:55 GMT -5
Post by x fallen~reason on Jan 4, 2008 13:41:55 GMT -5
((Danny would do that if Seb annoyed him some more, and if Seb slipped he actually was the criminal of which he says. Dx; *Sigh* He's such a softie. ))
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Jan 4, 2008 13:48:30 GMT -5
Post by -+//Sire//Aszrielle//+- on Jan 4, 2008 13:48:30 GMT -5
[Well my new character would probably suit the evil/ish pack. xD
Uh, well wasn't stealing his tea bad enough? :'D I'll make him get even more annoyed then. owo;;]
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Jan 4, 2008 13:50:24 GMT -5
Post by +.Henry.+ on Jan 4, 2008 13:50:24 GMT -5
[ Otay then! Evil is good. Haha that contradicts itself.
Btw can we continue this in the cbox cuz it's taking up the room in the board. :/ ]
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Jan 4, 2008 14:10:47 GMT -5
Post by x fallen~reason on Jan 4, 2008 14:10:47 GMT -5
Danny looked to the floor while wiping out the memory of ever meeting that strange guy. It was hard, maybe it would become easier when he finally found the main exit to this building. He’d taken what Daniel called the ‘Long and winding’ route out of here, but so far it only seemed he’d successfully managed to loose that annoying gun-wielding creature and not, however, managed to find a way out. He’d seen numerous bright green signs displaying the exit but none has pointed him in the right direction yet. The next doctor to pass him Daniel would be sure to stop and ask. But for now…
There it was, like a oasis for the lost and wandering in a desert was the humming machine. Not only that but Daniel recognized it to be another hot drinks machine, not one of those cheap and sugary delights. He was in front of the machine in no time and digging into his pocket for more loose change.
“Not so bad Danny…” He spoke to himself seen as the corridor was lonely and while deciding over the choices after entering his money. The machine beeped in acceptance as he choose his usual; tea. A cup popped out and Daniel took it after the drink had been made, happily continuing forth on his journey.
Jumping out of a window was becoming awfully tempting….
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Jan 4, 2008 14:14:57 GMT -5
Post by Failure on Jan 4, 2008 14:14:57 GMT -5
THE THING DELETED ALL 10 PARAGRAPHS OF HALARITY
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Jan 4, 2008 14:37:54 GMT -5
Post by -+//Sire//Aszrielle//+- on Jan 4, 2008 14:37:54 GMT -5
"Wrong again." Then unmistakeable smirk obviously belonged to Sebastian, who had once again, managed to creep up on the cop. God knows why - he was a criminal running from the law. Or rather, not exactly running from it. He was more into the whole 'ignore it' theory. But even so - escaped convicts don't generally go around stalking cops. That was just downright stupid.
"Jeez, when will you ever learn?" Sebastian hissed, his face close to Daniel's. "If I want something, I get it, okay? Didn't your mother ever teach you it was bad manners to walk away from a civilized conversation?" Another smirk crawled back onto his twisted lips. That's it, he mused to himself bitterly. No more Mister nice guy.
[WHAT? That was his Mr. Nice Guy? DDDD;]
"Unexpected...I thought that you looked like a very sensible, polite young man. Although you can't be that polite, considering that you haven't even had the manners to grac eme with your name and title." The blue-grey haired man continued, straightening up and adopting his favoured leaning position against the wall. "I must have been mistaken, for one of the first few times in my life, then. Tell me..." Sebastian lowered his brisk tone, raising two fingers to his forehead. "What is the name of the man that I am currently wasting too much of my time upon?" Seb narrowed his eyes, following the newly filled paper cup that loosened from Daniel's grasp, spilling tea all over the polished floor. "Oopsie."
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Jan 4, 2008 14:52:48 GMT -5
Post by Failure on Jan 4, 2008 14:52:48 GMT -5
(Here's my terrifically /not/ funny post)
As he tugged her along like a chintzy little rag doll thoughts raced throughout her mind (and not to mention mouth)… Who /is./ this gu- where are we goin- what is the square root of a piece of pi- How long does this drug las-Is he superma- How big is his p- “BAM!”
And I must stress that sound was definitively not her imagination. (Believe it or not) Mable landed onto the ground , a very strange noise manifested from beneath her. “I swear, everyone should carry around a garbage bag for safety!” She mumbled to herself, remembering to curse the unconscious lump on the ground through words. She just had to continue that thought didn’t she? “But then again… If everyone did the world would over populate and if you survive your parents would yell and yell at you ‘why didn‘t you bring your garbage bag with you? Rah rah rah-” She cut herself off to remove the bulky object from beneath her. “Too bad actually, Chalk Board was almost there,” She muttered, of course, to herself. Mable bent down to tug on him for a test “Eh, not too heavy, tall as hell though,” She uttered. “What I need is a nice clean place to stay until big boy wakes up, full of antibiotics, no viruses, notta bacteria… so clean you can perform open heart surgery on the tile, smells like roses-… A BATHROOM OF COURSE! I'm such a genius,” She made sure she was gripping him nice and firm and went off… Of course the place was busy as all heck. “Must be Taco Tuesday,” She flung ’Chalky’ most recklessly into the women’s bathroom and jumped in herself. “Oh, great” Jane the nurse who witnessed the great feat said to her friends, Wonda and Susie, “Looks like one of those days…” Susie turned over to see the last parts of Mable leaping into the bathroom. “I’m not disinfecting it…” she added a charade of hand movements to show her disdain.
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Jan 4, 2008 15:02:37 GMT -5
Post by x fallen~reason on Jan 4, 2008 15:02:37 GMT -5
(( :C poor thing))
Okay, nothing mattered anymore now that he had tea. The wafting, warm scent reached his nose and comforted him, as if he was no longer standing lost in a lone corridor. In actual fact, he wasn’t alone anymore. His cup slipped from his grip, the image of the man so close startling him quite easily. Especially as his aura literally crashed over him like a tsunami.
That was it…Daniel squeezed his eyes shut and bared his teeth. You could almost picture a countdown in bright red numbers counting down towards an explosion of withheld emotions. Whatever the man was ranting on about now was complete ignored by him as he glared sourly to him across from his spilled tea. “I will tell you my god damn name when you have the politeness to give me your real name. Who do you think you are-” Stealing and making me drop my drinks! “-stalking me around! I thought ignoring you would work but it seems you don’t get the message.” He sighed like a deflated balloon. “This is the final time. Get lost or I’ll use other means.”
Crap.
Didn’t he have a machine gun somewhere? Maybe he shouldn’t have said that, his own gun wouldn’t stand a chance. However he did have the ability of his- no, he wouldn’t even dare thinking about doing that. Daniel was already becoming easily disgusted at his initial thought. He could perfectly solve this problem on his human strength and knowledge.
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