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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 17, 2007 5:47:24 GMT -5
- 20 hours of complicating surgery took place on her body. Her injuries, they did not understand. Never, had they seen such a form of it. It didn't make any sense to them. It's form was so slick, the wound was so evenly cut through her. No harm was done any of her major organs, but there was massive injury in her tissue and muscles, a few bone fractures around the ribs, caused by a heavy indent, a foot probably, crushing her chest, before. The marks were clearly visible on her skin. It was in the shape of a boot. The skin grafting took place, the blood transfusion was successful, and she was left to recover slowly in her room, distant from every one else. Her mind, however, had a different problem. She was petrified. She hesitated to eat, and she didn't sleep. She spoke no words. The silence was deafening. The atmosphere was solemn and morbid. There is no question about it, she was scared to a point that she could not think anymore. Her eyes, showed nothing. They felt and saw nothing. She was blinded by the sheer terror brought upon her. This, was all thanks, to a faulty micro-chip. -
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Post by Dark on May 17, 2007 5:58:51 GMT -5
* he waits outside to pace the corridors, wondering whether to enter or not, his mind was unsettled and deeply disturbed, he didnt remember anything that happened. *
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 17, 2007 6:03:39 GMT -5
* A nurse walks out of the ward, and signals James*
Nurse: You can visit her now, she's awake. But, she's not in..the right state of mind..
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Post by Dark on May 17, 2007 6:07:08 GMT -5
...* he lowers his head and wanders into her room, looking at her worringly *....ammy?...you arigh'?
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 17, 2007 6:11:52 GMT -5
...No.. *she shifts her body so that her back is facing him*
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Post by Dark on May 17, 2007 6:25:35 GMT -5
...are you okay?....yknow...the wound...* approaches *
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 18, 2007 2:32:48 GMT -5
Ugh. What do you think? *she replied bitterly*
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Post by Dark on May 18, 2007 3:35:53 GMT -5
..no' good...erm... i gots you sum flowers if tha' would cheer you up..
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 18, 2007 3:40:50 GMT -5
Thank you.
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Post by Dark on May 18, 2007 3:47:12 GMT -5
* he puts the flowers next to her and sits down *....
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 18, 2007 3:52:46 GMT -5
*She turns her back and faces him again, grinning slyly. She cackled.*
How about that for a performance? OOohh..you really did her in. *She rubbed her area around her stomach. Then, she pulled out a packet of cigarettes, removing one and lighting it up on her lip*
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Post by Dark on May 18, 2007 4:04:29 GMT -5
oh..you again eh?... * his expression changes to the dark one as well * she took i' fairly well...such pussies though * takes a cig from her packet and offers her a lighter *
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 18, 2007 4:15:08 GMT -5
It's already lit, dill hole. Keke. Listen up, numb nuts. There's a reason why I killed that son of a bitch off, and it's not because of you, don't take it personally.
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Post by Dark on May 18, 2007 4:19:35 GMT -5
oh temper temper. * smirks * serious pms you got there...now...why is i'?
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Post by [ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ] on May 18, 2007 5:44:27 GMT -5
Who can explain the derivitive and strange mysteries of the PMS, huh? Well anyway, I assume you have no idea what I'm talking about.
I'm amateur69, the REAL amateur, not that ditz, the 1314 model. God, that man actually thought his shardy piece of crap of a micro-chip could actually over-power my programming. Morons.
Anyway, where was I? Oh right. You know when I mentioned that I was involved with the case of Murdoc and all that junk? Guess what? *she grinned smugly*
I killed him.
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