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 Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:24 am
(DA dA Da DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! 4laugh )
she swung around and kicked Jack in the side of the face sending him flying 5ft. away. "knock it off!!!!!! both of you!!!!!!" blue inferno surounded her, she was pissed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 1:55 pm
"I vill stop, provided that Jack apologizes for all he's done and shape up! He has caused nosink but trouble since my arrival, and I sense he vants to cause trouble still."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 6:11 pm
she softened and smiled at him, "jack is just like that, he's a major jacka.........." she stopped herself holding her mouth.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 6:18 pm
[Dear Kechero, I try, truly, but I cannot remember your character's name. Would you mind including it in the text? I'm very sorry for the trouble.] The kick through Rosalind back, also. She landed most uncomfortably on the raged glass edge of what used to serve as the back wall of the Green House. She winced with pain, angry.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 6:23 pm
"Okay! Enough violence! This is gettink us novhere! And chust look at Rosalind! The poor liebchen is torn up worse than confetti! Can't you see vhat this is doink to us!" He pointed an accusing finger at Jack. "You! This is YOUR fault!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 6:30 pm
[Hee hee, "liebchen." I had to look that one up. Alack, I am too reliant on cognates.] Rosalind's face was pinched with frustration and pain. Standing proved more challenging than she had expected. "Let's... Let's not continue this..." He voice was strained with repressed cries.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 6:40 pm
"That's what I'm tryink to say, but ve all know Jack will keep it goink unless ve do somethink about him!" His accent became more pronounced with his rage.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 7:41 pm
She swallowed labouredly. "What's there to be done?" Rosalind had, after all, stabbed him with a shard of glass and he'd been kicked about. Yet, after all of this, he was still fighting?
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 10:23 am
"he's not human thats why....................we cannot win this now," she bowed slightly to Jack. "we serender, the fight is yours" she grabbed Vlad and Rosalind and took them away.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 12:45 pm
He turned into a liquid and surged out of her grip, turning into that metal for once more and rushing at Jack.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 1:41 pm
Jack took out the shard of glass after he got kicked. He saw Vlad running towards him. Jack was breathing heavily, and he was losing too much blood way too fast. "Sorry, but we'll have to finish this later." He burned a giant cyclone, 300 degrees celsius, then ran to the infirmary. The nurse asked him, "'Nother fight?" Jack just answered with an angry, "Just stop the damn bleeding."
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 2:02 pm
He rolled in a pile of mud to cool down the metal of his skin. Then, turning into liquid then his original state, he was quite clean. "Mein Gott, I hate that guy..." He spat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 3:37 pm
[Odd that the nurse should think so little of such a wound...] Rosalind tried to keep in step, but the pain was too much.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 3:57 pm
He looked at Rosalind, fear in his eyes. "Forgivink me for vhat I am about to do, but your wounds need to be stopped until ve can get you to the infirmary." He turned into a liquid and slid over her wounds, seeping into them then solidifying aroundher like an armour. The blood was forced to stay put, since Vladmir acted as a barrier. He still spoke, despite his position. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know this is inappropriate, this is perverted, this is wrong, but it's an emergency..." And so on.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 4:10 pm
The sensation was an odd one. She was blushing furiously, but it was strangely soothing. The wounds continued to sting, but the effect was greatly lessened. Rosalind was able to go on and follow her friend away from the Green House's rubble.
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