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Post by Patchwork on Nov 21, 2008 5:53:22 GMT -6
Roxas sat on a hospital bed, growling lightly to herself as she was left alone. She had told the doctors that she was fine: a simple stab wound in her upper chest. But, they kept her there. After all, she had called the police once the man who jumped her ran of fright. They had advised her to get her wound checked out.
Roxas, on the other hand, wanted to just go home and sleep the wound off. She jumped as a doctor walked in. "Ma'am, on your record, it says you have a case of... Clinical Ly...lycao--"
"Lykanthropy. Means I think I'm a wolf. So what?" she said, cutting him off.
"Well, we just want to make sure that you'll be okay to go when you do."
"I will be. I don't attack people and that stuff, Doc."
"Still, Roxanne. You don't want this wound to get any worse."
"Just tell me what I can do about it, for treatment, ad I can take care of it myself, thank you. I'm only here because of the cops saying I had to."
"Well," said the doctor, "Since you are three months pregnant, you need to be careful."
"Four, sir. Four months along. I'm due around christmas." She said and shook her head. "I'd love to go home soon. My husband probably isn't too happy I'm not ome or somehwere I usually am." She commented.
"Well, Miss, you can call him if you wish."
"Please and thank you." She walked out of the room and walked down the hall, taking out her cell and calling Ash once she was able. "Come on, hon. I know its late..." she said to herself, waiting on him to pick up.
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Post by The Dude on Nov 21, 2008 15:32:55 GMT -6
Ash stood on top of hill and sat on a car a cigarette hanging out his mouth. Ash's phone began play music. He picked it up. "Micheal scott." He said with a chuckle. "Kidding babe its ash." Marty shoke his head and blew out smoke.
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Post by Patchwork on Nov 24, 2008 5:32:20 GMT -6
Roxas sighed with relief and smiled. "Hey. Eh, I won't be home until morning, Ash. I'm at the hospital for a wound and they don't believe me when I said I heal faster than most." She sighed. "A man tried to mug me and, uh... yeah. He's kind of muttering things about werewolves and the police are saying he must be insane." She chuckled. "Don't worry. It's just a stab wound in my upper chest, nothing more. He didn't hit anything vital."
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Post by The Dude on Nov 24, 2008 15:13:59 GMT -6
"Good but you do know i may have to check you out myself so get ready to undress when you get home." Ash said and marty shakes his head. "Oh my god."
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Post by Patchwork on Nov 24, 2008 20:05:33 GMT -6
Roxas let out a grunt and turned red. "Cara... I don't need those thoughts when I'm stuc out here." She smiled. "But I do look forward to going home. I doubt they'll let me walk home, so you or Marty might get a ring in the morning."
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Post by The Dude on Nov 26, 2008 22:41:49 GMT -6
"I'm shure marty will come to get you. You know what he looks like so he can't be hard to find."
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Post by Patchwork on Nov 27, 2008 18:16:55 GMT -6
"True, hon." She smiled. "How've you been?"
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Post by The Dude on Nov 27, 2008 18:35:44 GMT -6
"Meh ok you?"
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Post by Patchwork on Nov 27, 2008 19:21:48 GMT -6
"Not bad, just fightin' with these idiots."
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