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 Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 12:49 pm
((Damn...June's pissed..))
Duri and Kagura stood over June's body while the doctor checked for vital signs "She's too cold... She'll die soon," The doctor said grimly,
"Dammit!" Duri slammed on a nearby counter "Is there anything we could possibly do?" Kagura asked.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:10 pm
(( whee ))
A taller man with a darker shadow entered the room, holding a syringe
"I've found it! I finally recovered the thing that'll save her!" He yelled happily. Showing the syringe filled with grey liquid, the man approached June's body and inserted the needle at the base of her neck. Immediately color began to return to her body, her heart speeding up. The man smiled happily. Removing the empty syringe, he retracted the needle and placed it in his pocket as he exited, disappearing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:27 pm
((Too slow XD))
The demons stood stupified over what had just happened "Brother?"
"Yes Sis?"
"That was random..."
"Yup.."
Duriono poked June's forehead, trying to see if it had worked.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:31 pm
June's hand snapped up, grabbing Duri's arm
"..why the hell are you poking me?" she asked through her teeth. Hesitating, she sat up, wincing a little. She opened her eyes-now a deep green-and looked at Duri for a moment. Wiggling her nose, she stood up.
"Let's get out of here." she demanded
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:35 pm
Duri just nodded, he turned to Kagura who wanted to speak up for her master because she thought June was being bossy but she didn't wanna start anything "Uhh are you sure you should be on your feet after you got shot in the neck?" Duri questioned.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:39 pm
June thought for a moment
"I'll be fine." She walked out of the room quickly
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:53 pm
"Uhh ok?" The demons followed
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:54 pm
June walked out of the hospital, her hands on her hips. She sighed
"oh great, where's the tavern?!" she yelled
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:56 pm
Duri grabbed June by the wrist and led her back to the tavern, "This way,"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:02 pm
"oh." June bit her tongue, tightening her fists.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:31 pm
((hello everyone! I'm happy today. My grandma messed up my Internet connection but because I'm smart with laptops I fixed it in a jiffy! Yay for me! JK...I think I sounded like a girl for a sec...))Zero fiddled around with his SIN medal box in his room. He felt like dumping them in a trash compactor.
"Why is sentinel having a change of heart anyways? Ark's right...through 50 years of being her bodyguard I've seen her look at a dieing baby straight faced. What's happened now?" He opened his box and took out the medal with a ghost and a knife in it. He laughed. He hated this one now the most...and it used to be his most prized possession. The time he killed over 700 BOO soldiers who infiltrated the castle and protected Sentinel singlehandedly. He sighed again.
"All of my help and BOO can't get a damn inch...maybe I should go back..." He shrugged and looked at his medals...
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:37 pm
Duri laughed "Not very good with directions?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:44 pm
June stopped walking, looking at Duri in confusion and tilting her head
"..why do you find so much amusement?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:49 pm
Zero placed the box in his pocket and walked out of the hall and sat on his usual seat in the bar. He looked around and sighed again.
"Sometimes life sucks. Even when you're dead..." He took out his least/favorite medal and looked at it again.
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