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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 15:58:45 GMT -6
Ash opened his eyes. He raised his other hand and touched her face. "Atleast i get to see you even though i screwed up."
Marty pushed against the pipe. "I'm the ultimate lifeform." He let go of the pipe. "Leave."
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:03:08 GMT -6
Blue eyes fell to Ash, and she bit her lip, closing her phone. "I-I... come on, I need to get you out of here before the a-ambulance shows up," she stuttered softly, a dark blush staining her cheeks. "I'm not gonna let you get hurt because of me again. I'm sorry this happened." She touched his hand that was against her face softly, her skin a bit warmer than his. "I'm sorry.." she whispered, closing her eyes as a hot tear slipped down her cheeks, that wolf pride in her not present yet.
Angel let the pipe fall, and she watched him leave, curious of why. The teenaged boy was intriging.
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:05:27 GMT -6
Ash put his hand down and smirked. "Don't cry. What would daemien say if he saw you crying?" He chuckled.
Mary climbed up and toke off his jacket. "Come on lets go."
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:07:17 GMT -6
"Dae... how do you know about...?" she looked at the teenager, shock in her blue orbs. She jumped at Marty's voice, pulling away from Ash and pushing some hair away from her face, trembling softly.
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:13:48 GMT -6
Marty tied his jacket around Ash;s wound as the sounds of sirens grew closer. "Whose your cute friend?" Ash said and tired to hug Marty. "That's not right." He said and pushed his hand away.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:18:02 GMT -6
The wolf-girl watched them a moment, then looked at the gap. She bit her lip, then walked back toward the factory. She stopped at the rope, then turned, running out towrd the bridge. Ashe jumped, almost making it, but only managing to grab the sides as her ribs felt slammed. sHe let a quiet cry out from past her lips, pulling herself up. sHe held her ribs and looked toward the boys. "We need to get him over here," she said with a bit of control on her voice. "We don't want anyone poking around in the factory."
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:24:34 GMT -6
Marty nodded and picked up Ash and put him on his shoulder. He back up and ran jumping the gap. He threw Ash onto the bridge. Marty grabbed onto the edge and slammed his ribs onto the side. He grunted and pulled himself up. He sighed and stood up. Ash put his head down and closed his eyes his breathing slowing down. Marty looked up and saw flashing lights. He raised his hands to flag them down.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:25:47 GMT -6
Roxas knelt next to Ash and brushed some hair from his eyes, biting her lip. "Come on... they're almost here," she said quietly.
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:28:19 GMT -6
Ash slowly opened his eyes he couldn't see anything. "Hector...siara...dae...im sorry." He raised his hand to touch them but they weren't there. The paramedics rushed up while Marty made up a story about a bear in the forest to the cops.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:30:33 GMT -6
The girl bit her lip as she backed up from him, letting the paramedics take care fo the teen. She wiped the blood on her hands off on her jeans, her eyes falling to the bridge. She shuddered slightly before jumping down and taking off. She was scared, and she she wasn't willing to go near a hospital again.
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:33:41 GMT -6
Marty looked back as Roxas toke off. He sighed and watched the ambulance drive away. He walked away taking off his gloves and looked at the blood on his clothes.
In the ambulance Ash looked at the paramedics. "Hey stay with me whats your name?" Ash slowly blinked. "Ashlyn james williams."
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:36:50 GMT -6
The wolf girl stopped only once she was in the forest, hidden from sight. SHe trembled, faling to her knees and holding herself tightly. Tears streaked down her face. How could that guy have known about Daemien? She swallowed thickly, then shook her head.
The dark form on a petite girl stepped toward Marty, watching the ambulance. "I don't understand you... you care for him, yet you hate him, too."
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:40:32 GMT -6
"Hes my best friend. I don't hate him. He's like my little brother." He put his gloves in his pocket. "I know its hard to understand but im not a nice person only to the people i love." He starts to take off his shirt but stops.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:41:49 GMT -6
"Love?" She tilted her head in confusion. "What does that mean?"
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:46:02 GMT -6
Marty sighed. "Your hopeless. Love is something noone can explain." He walked away taking his shirt off.
Ash sat in his hospital bed. "A augmented arm can take some time to get used to." The doctor explained. Ash sat motionless.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:47:47 GMT -6
The days seemed to have passed by in a blur, but she barely noticed. As she watched the water flow down the river, she sighed softly, lighty touching the durface as the baby in her lap slept peacefully.
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 16:52:09 GMT -6
Marty sat on the bridge a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He stood up and flicked it into the river.
The doctor picked up the arm and showed it to Ash. Ash smiled and nodded. "I like it."
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 16:57:33 GMT -6
She bit her lip as she watched the water ripple, and her eyes fell upon the child. He looked like his father, but at least he wasn't going to know him.
A young man blew smoke out from past his lips as he stood outside the hospital. He flicked ashes away from him, his arms crossed as he watched the sky. "Damn... it sucks being an intern here," he whispered softly. "That kid lost his arm."
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Post by The Dude on Jan 15, 2012 17:00:27 GMT -6
Marty fallowed the river and walked along it towards roxas.
Ash laid back as he slowly went to sleep as they prepped him for surgery.
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Post by Patchwork on Jan 15, 2012 17:03:43 GMT -6
The girl's eyes were on her son for a moment before she lightly traced a small scar that ran over her wrist, laying her head against the nearest tree. She didn't bother to glance over as she heard someone approaching.
The teenager sighed as he put out his cigarette, heading back inside, fixing his lab coat. He stepped toward the back, swiping a card as he headed toward his patient's rooms. He was just a nurse for now, he he tried to make it feel like this place had more meaning.
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