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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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7% |
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| Love <3 |
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11% |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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25% |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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3% |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:29 pm
"N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n" was all the man could get out of his mouth before fainting to the floor with a heavy thud.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:41 pm
Kassadin blinked. He looked up and down the hallways.
"...Anyone with this guy?"
He bent down, poking a cheek.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:50 pm
It was a few moments but something kept... His eyes fluttered open and the armor was amazingly close to him. Reason was out the window, he was too scared. He took in air and screamed, as if someone was killing him, scrabbling away and pressing against the wall. "P-PLEASE I-I- H-HELP!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:55 pm
Bure's eyes flew open, shooting to the stairs.
"What the dingdong..."
Kassadin panicked himself, reaching towards the man with open hands.
"W-wait, calm down sir..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:05 pm
"P-P-PLEASE G-G-GOD." Putting his hand over his heart, the color began to drain again, "I-I-I-I-I-." He pressed into the corner, his glasses lay on the floor now and he was pulling himself into a ball- what was this madness! He was a 33 year old man! But this was irrational- he couldn't get his brain to start. He was trying desperately to intake air.- this was hysteria.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:17 pm
Kassadin looked from side to side, feeling hopeless as Bure sped up the stairs, seeing the man curling up and the unfortunate Kassadin.
"What-- Kassadin!"
"He-- I didn't mean to--"
"Bah!"
He strode over quickly to the man, kneeling next to him.
"Sir, it's fine, he's gone now..."
"But I am--
The pixie waved furiously while the man was still curled up, his face explaining that he needed to leave. Kassadin bowed his head, hopping backwards and placing himself in a separate room. Once he was out, Bure turned back to the man, reaching tentatively out and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"S-Sir... It's fine, he's gone now..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:28 pm
Sosol walked down the hall, blinking as he heard a commotion nearby. Following to its source, he found a very large pixie, the Void scientist from before...and a new face. Terrified, he noticed.
"Excuse me...may I help you?" He said, before adding as additional comfort. "I work here."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:32 pm
Without his glasses he was almost blind, his ears twitching wildly as he tried to register the sounds but all he could hear was his heart slamming against his ribcage. All he could see is a smaller lighter mass with quick blurs. But the heavy sound of the breathing receded away, trembling horridly hard as the hand rested on his shoulder. He jerked at first but stared, "P-p-p-p- he was foaming slightly at the mouth, not having had time to swallow natural production. He was gasping for air, trying to take it in, his hand never left over his heart, "I-I-I- w-w-w-what i-i-is-? H-h-h-how? I-I-I-I- n-n-n-n-no air."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:02 pm
Bure panicked, looking from side to side.
"Uhh, I... Come on!"
He hefted the man up, scooping him into his arms princess style and hurrying downstairs.
"Just hold on, sir-- NOWAAH!"
In his rush, one if his feet folded behind the other, sending both of them flying. In a last ditch attempt to save him, he curled under, the man landing with a thud into his chest as the pixie himself smacked directly into the wood floor at the foot of the steps.
"Nguuhh..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:08 pm
Sosol watched Bure pass with the gentleman, practically tackling him downstairs. He followed the pair, rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses. For Bure's good intentions, he wasn't doing much help.
Sir, please calm down, he said telepathically, trying to reach through the newcomer's panic as he arrived at the bottom of the stairs. My name is Sosol Jacobs. I work here at the Inn. I'm here to help.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:10 pm
He managed to see the man in shades upside down, trying to lift the guy off safely.
"He's not breathing, I don't know what to do...!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:17 pm
He gasped, panic abating even as he was scooped up and he along with his carrier tumbled. A voice in his head- blind eyes darted this way and that trying to find the source. He tried, feeling as if he would tremble apart, "S-s-s-s-sosal i-i-inhaler f-front p-p-p-p-p- ocket b-b-bag. p-p-p-p." please
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:23 pm
Sosol gave a nod of understanding as he mentally scanned the room for his bag. The front pocket unzipped itself, an inhaler zipping to his hand, which he held out to the stranger. "Here. Once you can breathe, we can try this over again."
Forgive the intrusion, Bure...but he is asthmatic. This device will help him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:33 pm
Bure nodded, seeing that he had more experience at this than he. He didn't even have time to be disconcerted by the sudden voice in his head, standing aside.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:45 pm
He could see a blur holding out something, shakily he took the familiar item from the hand, pulled the cap, pressing the trigger and inhaling the contents of the cylinder, holding and then exhaling slowly. Rational slowly returned with even breath, still shaking, he took another puff, holding it and releasing the breath. "M-m-m-my g-g-g-guh-glasses. C-c-c-c-cann-n-ot s-s-s-see." Her chest hurt something fierce, he'd never been so scared in his life. He had hundreds of questions but at the moment he was more concerned for his ability to see.
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