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Post by Karen on Aug 11, 2004 1:45:46 GMT -5
i glance up at her then back to the scars. i heal one and move the knife away from her leg, taking my eyes off of the blood. "... guess those pills arent really strong". i swallow and look back at her leg, starting again. i bite my lip harder as i heal the wound. *thank god there is only a few more...*. i go to her other leg and start on it. i heal it and stop for a minute. i put my hand on her knee and start again, trying to concentrate on the healing moer then the blood
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 1:46:25 GMT -5
"My apartment is too crowded, so I thought I would come here to study. I hope that it is not bother."
Bassarov enters her apartment with his satchel of text books hanging over his shoulder.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 1:46:52 GMT -5
time to close this up!
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