~ How To Save A Life ~

[Murduck]

(( Did she or did she not commit suicide? Was it a set up by that stupid puppet just to aggravate Murdoc? ))

Just ask her why she was so mad, it's not that hard.
No. It's bloody stupid, that's why it isn't hard.

Your arrogance has gotten the best out of you. Look, it's common knowledge here. If you don't know something, just ask about it. While you're at it, tell her everything.
For what??

Just shut it, and do it. At least it will give her the slight gist on what's going on.
As if I'd care.

Hell, you're still here aren't you?
Yea. Arguing with myself. Seems like the only one who underwent 8 hours of brain surgery was me.

Amen.
What?
Hail Satan.
That's better.

*This deep, intriguing mind chat, was giving me a headache, so I massaged my temples, getting frustrated*

Shit, it was scary though. She was laying there, completely lifeless, and it was my fault.. What did I do?

[Lissachoa]

(( oh I did, that puppet thing used it's mimicing voice ordeal and drove me over the edge, that's why it said "The rock and crumbeled" yay! =D ))

*feeling rather fustrated I slugeshly get out of bed, my head was spining and throbbing in pain while my sigh was blurred yet I reachdown for my cloths only to find that teh IV was still injected into me...the hard way, winching in pain I glare at my hand before pulling it out, never did like them, no matter how long they stay in they always hurt, doing this without proffesinal help was no better but for once I did not want to stay here*

[Murduck]

(( Right. Well, that was a surprise.. o.o This was all so it could get to Murdoc, or was it mad because you took the kiddies and Lissa away from it? Or is it both? ))

~ The lights in the room were dimmed down, and only a shadowy figure could be seen of him. He sat there, motionless, and in no doubt, filled with guilt and anger, confusion, and self-loathe. He hunched over, his elbows on his lap. supporting his hung head. Still, he tried to make sense of things. ~

What if that creature finds out she's still alive? What if it really is after me, solely? What happens to Lissa and to Michelle an--

~ The thought was unthinkable. It was simply too painful and alarming to think about. ~

[Lissachoa]

(( it's like this, that thing wants Murdoc to suffer, I have tryed to stop that from happening in the past so it figures that All just keep getting in its way If I'm still around. ))

*eventually makeing sense of my surroundings I gather up what's left of my items and make my way to the door, keeping quiet so that teh nurses wont tackel me or anything just to keep me in bed, I had to go back and find out what all happened, everything that Murdoc has told me does not sound like somthing I would do originaly yet here I was, in a hospital due to blood loss and a bullet in my head, opening the door slowly I walk out*

[Murduck]

((.. Ok, I have another question for you. Why does it want Murdoc to suffer so much? ))

Bah. This is too much thought to be piled up into one day. Sleep on it
That is, if you can still sleep after that.

*musses with my hair, grunting, before getting up and walking over to a vending machine to get a cup of coffee*

~ No doubt, these few hours have been stressful, and he was quite tired, frankly ~
To think that you actually cried for her too. f*ggot.

[Lissachoa]

(( it's basiclly one of the demons that tourchered him back in hell, thinks that since he came back to life he should still pay the price for his sins ))

*shoving my hands in my pockets I make my way down the hall, things always seemed more peaceful at night, less people trying to bother you as well, eventualy makes my way past the waiting room as I mummbel to myself, thinking outloud while not noticing Murdoc*

[Murduck]

*turning around, holding a steaming cup of coffee, I accidentally bump into her, and the coffee spills all over my shirt. Winces in pain*
Motherfuck--!! Watch where you're going you fucking rubbish excuse of a human being!! *yells, fuming, as I brush my chest*

God fucking damn it. What are you, blind-- *looks up, noticing who it is*

*Frowns*
Yer. Watch where you're going. *brushes my chest*

[Lissachoa]

*raises an eye brow*

nice sudden change of words there Muds...

*reaches for some napkins and hands them to him*

[Murduck]

*Grunts, snatching the napkins from her, and wiping the coffee stain off me*
What can I say, I'm in a good mood. *looks over at her*


You're not supposed to be leaving, just yet.

[Lissachoa]

yeah, I can see you're all puppies and butterflies right now.
anyways, I dont care, I can't stay, I'm going back to my place and find out what the hell happened



((I'm heading to bed, see ya in a few hours ))

[Murduck]

~ He turned pale. Just the thought of her going back there, only to end up in the same loop again was just terrifying. He dropped the napkin and grabbed hold of her hand. ~

Wait. Just.. *sigh* before you leave, j-just hear me out for a second..




Please...

~ The pleading look of his mismatched eyes were of desperation and honesty. He squeezed her hand gently. ~

Just give me five minutes. That's all I need.

[Lissachoa]

*looks up at him and kinda leans away a bit*

my Sod Murdoc, what has gotten into you?

*stops for a moment and looks away*

was it really that horrable for you?

[Murduck]

~ Quickly discovering what he was beginning to look like, he released her arm, and straightened his poise, clearing his throat. He had no choice but to make her hate him. ~

*sneers* Please. It was a blessing, almost, but I just don't want you to do anything else stupid. Absolute thrill, seeing you lifeless like that. Quite a heavy burden, just lifted like that. *snaps finger*

I just couldn't be bothered having to run after you and "save your life" once again. Such a bother, y'know? *mutters quite cockily*

Keep it up, you're doing a marvelous job.

[Lissachoa]

*pokes his chest*

lier.

[Murduck]

Believe what you want to believe, I don't give a rat's arse. Not like it's new of you to cling on the false hope, anyway.

Now, where were we?