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Post by Leonine on Feb 19, 2004 4:36:30 GMT -5
"Darn" Leonine tips his hat and holsters his gun.
"It wasn't supposed to happen like that..." He looks out the bloody and broken window back out at the limp and distant body of his brother.
"I'll be leaving you all, now!" Leonine punches through the glass to make a larger hole. Then he jumps out the window.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Feb 19, 2004 4:37:41 GMT -5
I chuckled and blushed. You're welcome, I said.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 19, 2004 4:43:34 GMT -5
Bassarov lay still in the brown grass along the tracks. He gasped for air, his lungs feeling heavy with blood. "Leonine...spent to many years in the U.S..." He thinks to himself. He is too pained and weak to be angry about how things turned out. He closes his eyes to ease all of that suffering,
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Post by Chihira on Feb 19, 2004 4:44:38 GMT -5
"What she said." I said staring into nothingness until the ladder started to shake and I grabbed it and steadied it.
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Post by Ookami on Feb 19, 2004 4:44:43 GMT -5
"When you 2 ladies get done i will either be up here cleaning more or in my room meditating. You can find me either place. Thank you two very much. the ladder should be ok now."
He returned to work. Both girls were cute and nice. Hmmm but they were young. Chihira was 16 tho. Ookami shook his head. Go back to work.
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 19, 2004 4:48:39 GMT -5
I watch the scene unfold before me, and can't help but jump to my feet when the man in white shoots the gun and bassarov takes the bullet and crashes through the window. The man in white quickly follows, and I am left standing in the back of the compartment, my cloak now fallen to the floor in my surprized jump.
It all happened so fast. I don't know what to think. I should be pleased... isn't this what I wanted? I face Zephyr, the only one left of the three men in the compartment. I feel alone and vulnerable. I should have stayed seated. I shouldn't have responded this way.
I look down at Riku's limp body, sitting slumped over in the seat, bleeding still lightly from the holes in his neck, crusted blood giving him a dark collar. I to am conscious of the blood on me, as I stand there facing a man that I thought was out of my life forever.
I don't know what to say. What is a fitting reaction to forsaking your cover? I cannot put the cloak back on and hide now. I just stand, quietly, trying to sort out what just happened and all of the emotions that are boiling up inside of me.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Feb 19, 2004 4:51:35 GMT -5
I smiled and looked at Chihira. Okay, I guess we should start on that roster now, I said.
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Post by Leonine on Feb 19, 2004 4:52:04 GMT -5
Leonine finally catches up to Valodya. He is barely alive. He scoops Valodya up in his arms. "D'amn, I'm going to get blood all over this nice white suit of mine. Oh well, you can buy me a new one when you're better." Leonine whistles, and from no where trots a Zebra. "Good day Girl,!" He pats her rump. Then Leonine mounts the Zebra and heads off to the nearest hospital
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Post by Chihira on Feb 19, 2004 4:55:32 GMT -5
((A Zebra?!)) "I guess we should." I turn to her, suddenly more lively "Let's get started then."
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Feb 19, 2004 4:57:34 GMT -5
I nodded. We found some paper and sat at the first table that we found.
Okaay....where do we start?
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Post by Chihira on Feb 19, 2004 5:01:57 GMT -5
"How about....hmmm." I think hard and pull out my notebook "Usha."
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Post by Ookami on Feb 19, 2004 5:03:52 GMT -5
I turned to see the girls walk off. I'm almost done with corners in the chapel, i still need to get the ones in the clinic. I hurry and clean each one spotless. I figure we can start more things tomorrow. When i finnish i call out to everyone working that we will resume tomorrow.
He goes downstairs and goes all the way to the next to the last door that was his room he was beside of the meeting room. His room is a simple futon, an altar table with an athame, statues, chime, a bowl, jade egg, and a mortar and pestle. there were other trinkets but those were the most dear. He removes his shirt, and sits indian style on the futon infront of his altar table and begins meditation.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Feb 19, 2004 5:04:12 GMT -5
Okay, I said.
I looked at Chihira's notebook. Are you going to record the names there or are you doing something else? I asked.
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Post by Chihira on Feb 19, 2004 5:05:02 GMT -5
"Uh..." I tear a page out. "I am now."
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Feb 19, 2004 5:06:28 GMT -5
Ooh...I want to see, I said, trying to grab the piece of paper that Chihira had just torn out.
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