Attacked. (continuition from Amateur's treat)

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Eph..*she clutches her bed once again.*

69: Oh great, now you got her upset, too. Murdoc? Why, take a look for yourself. (( Opportunity to make up your own stupid story GETWIDDIT. U: Widdit widdit (8) )) He is barely alive, next door. Keke.

[Lissachoa]

(( ....oh boy ; ))

..................fine........Ephosolous! *chuckels*

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*Flings a cup directly at her head.*

Baka tahnio!! Saru!!

69: Kekekekeke. Are you planning to return it to him? Keke. Why bother? He is already dead. Why remove it from someone alive, to give to someone who is dead? I question your logic, Choa..

[Lissachoa]

question me all you want.
*walks over next door and peeks around teh door way*

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Noni..Why does she try so hard..?

69: You dumbell. She is doing it because she wants to help another family, since she could not save herself..

Souka.

[Lissachoa]

*walking into the room quietly I look down upon the half dead being who needed the heart, my face drops a bit in sorrow knowing that it would pretty much suck if a person trying to live would die anyways even with a good chance to pull through*

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69: Keke. Is she so desperate..?

[Lissachoa]

* as I stand tehre in silence I map out the persons face, matching well as thought I actually know him...far to well*

...you were not supposed to be here....

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(( huiii? 8l ))

69:..Hmm..

[Lissachoa]

*Who knew that the Geat Lissachoa would come down to this? Killing someone in their sleep, only cowards do that, low lives and cold criminals, always afrais to look at someone in the eyes, always afride of the guilt later on...Standing over him next to his Bed side I lean over a bit and run my fingers through his dark hair, how I missed it so, why I reached such limits in my life for him, the reason why I do everything I have done here Since I was first imported, the reason why I stayed and tryed to make things work, the very person who held me close after we were both gunned down, the same arms I was taken away from in teh name of "Science".
Shaking my head, I had so many questions to ask but it would be rude to wake him...for it was not him yet looks so much alike, the name on his wrist tag was not of his but his own, was this some kind of sick test someone setted up for me?*

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(( AIOORWEUI SO CUTE ;___; >: *floats away* IS IT HER DEAD HUBBY THING? :X doesn't he have blue hair or something? 8( And isn't he aliverings? ))

*She sips her water and places the glass back on the table.*

69: Kekeke. Only wish I could move to see this..

[Lissachoa]

(( who knows who it is, All I know is that he looks like me Hubby, he might be or not but this here actually is a set up of some sort ))

*bitting my bottom lip my inner thoughts and voices arge back and forth in my head, even voices I never knew I had, among all of their bickering among myself, I lean forward over him, painting his face in my memory as I reach down and digg my fingers deeply into the pillow that still layed under his reasted head.
with little attention to my surroundings, the air suddenly starts to grow cold.*

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(( I hope it's Jack Nicholson 8) OR A HORSE :U ))

Booring. 8( *throws can at Nurse*

Nurse: AWATHEAG.

Nyek. Zombeh nurses suck.

[Lissachoa]

*steping back a bit I notice the sudden change in that air*

...oh crap...

*bolts into Amma's room*

We gotta get out!!!

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Nurse: 8l HURUURURWOOOOH *jumps out window*

....

Farewell silly nurse maiden. *salutes*

*Crawls off the bed slowly and pulls out the tubes stuck in her veins*

Whats going on?