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Aug 12, 2007 1:10:32 GMT -5
Post by Aimée-Cosette on Aug 12, 2007 1:10:32 GMT -5
*Aimee hugged him tightly.*
"A person can get used to anything, if they try." *She said.*
((So he like... can't walk at all ever again? or just for an extended period of time?))
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Aug 12, 2007 20:46:50 GMT -5
Post by Aimée-Cosette on Aug 12, 2007 20:46:50 GMT -5
((*nudge*))
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Aug 12, 2007 23:26:33 GMT -5
Post by Aimée-Cosette on Aug 12, 2007 23:26:33 GMT -5
*Aimee looked at Marius for a minute.*
"I'll be right back, Uncle Marius. I gotta tell Fitz." *She said, before walking off to tell him.*
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Aug 14, 2007 21:14:21 GMT -5
Post by Marius on Aug 14, 2007 21:14:21 GMT -5
((Can I jump to Marius recovering his strength in some kind of care home?))
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Aug 14, 2007 21:18:25 GMT -5
Post by Micaela on Aug 14, 2007 21:18:25 GMT -5
((whatever. or he could have a nurse who lives at his house. whatever works.))
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Oct 2, 2009 2:46:23 GMT -5
Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2009 2:46:23 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
Somehow, through some inner reserve, he managed to drag himself far enough to reach the infirmary and then collapse just within the doors.
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Oct 2, 2009 2:50:12 GMT -5
Post by Isa on Oct 2, 2009 2:50:12 GMT -5
Isa was on her way to lunch when the man collapsed. She of course hadn't been eating too much, so she didn't much mind not taking lunch.
Running over she flipped him over, there was a huge gash on his neck... teeth marks.
Blinking very hard she called for a gurney.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:00:13 GMT -5
Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2009 3:00:13 GMT -5
He stared up at the ceiling, trying to control that shaking. It wasn't as bad as it had been earlier, but it was still happening. At least the tears had stopped.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:02:38 GMT -5
Post by Isa on Oct 2, 2009 3:02:38 GMT -5
"My god, one of those things got you too, you're lucky" Isa whispered as they rushed him to get stitched up and on a drip.
"Disgusting creatures."
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Oct 2, 2009 3:07:08 GMT -5
Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2009 3:07:08 GMT -5
"He...that bastard, he..."
He grabbed Isa's wrist, the grip weak even for him as a human, thanks to the blood loss.
Calm, calm, calm down...but he wanted nothing more than to just curl up in a ball somewhere and sob.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:15:09 GMT -5
Post by Isa on Oct 2, 2009 3:15:09 GMT -5
"Oh you poor thing."
If only Isa knew that Daniel was probably the cause for a lot of the people who were brought in to the hospital.. in body bags.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:21:15 GMT -5
Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2009 3:21:15 GMT -5
He heaved a shuddering sigh.
"What am I going to do?"
He had no idea. If anyone that knew him found him this way...and money would be an issue again, wouldn't it? What about--
He covered his face with his hands.
"Augh."
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Oct 2, 2009 3:26:31 GMT -5
Post by Isa on Oct 2, 2009 3:26:31 GMT -5
"Now stop that" Isa warned "you'll hurt yourself even further" a few nurses stood around helping Isa as best they could testing Daniels blood type and setting up a bag.
She set to cleaning the wound and hummed a soothing tune, whether or not it helped Daniel in any way, she didn't know.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:39:28 GMT -5
Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2009 3:39:28 GMT -5
"Sorry."
Staring at the ceiling again. And suddenly, for the first time in over 20-plus years, he wanted a cigarette. Badly.
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Oct 2, 2009 3:42:12 GMT -5
Post by Isa on Oct 2, 2009 3:42:12 GMT -5
Staring at the wounds she asked the other girls to vacate, leaving Daniel and her alone in the room.
"What's your name?" She asked as she began to thread the needle to stitch the wounds.
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