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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 15:15:46 GMT -5
After nearly a month of being stuck inside a house, even one like Josh's mansion -day in and day out, Antone was finally thankful for some fresh air. really, he had never noticed how much he liked it until he hadn't been able to get any. Sure, he understood the terms of his agreement with Josh, but really - who the hell was going to attack him whilst he sat in his office pouring over papers all day? That architect guy who showed up a couple time a week?
Finally, finally finally, as Josh had gone to the museum, Anton had gotten to the park. It was raining out, heavily, but he didn't care. he was just glad to be outside
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 15:23:43 GMT -5
Kimmy was sat on the roubabout, soaked to the bone. She'd been crying, but the rain hid it. Her father had finally caught up with her, and he'd laid into her full throatle. Kimmy was scared to go back to her grandparents, where she was currently living, and her body hurt so much that shed been sat here for hours, in too much pain to move.
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 15:28:40 GMT -5
As he walked, pain creeped into his bones, seeped across his skin. At first, he didn't notice it. he was generally used to them, stomach flu he would blame it on. But as he got closer to the road it got worse - his lip split and he could taste blood in his mouth. Groaning, he glanced around, looking for the ebat up idiot in a bush somewhere.
The last thing, or person he expected to see was Kimmy, sat on a roundabout. He headed towards her, walking thought ti hurt to do so, and biting his lip to stop from yelling - the pain was dull, as f the injuries were hours old, and numbed by the rain, but they still hurt enough to make him feel nauseous.
About a hundred yards away he stopped, and yelled across to her. "Your just like a bad penny you."
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 15:30:19 GMT -5
she didnt look up, she could smell his blood and it was driving her mad with hunger. If she fed it would mend her wounds and it would be easier to forget. "If you didnt follow me, we'd be fine." She growled abck, but didnt raise her voice.
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 15:32:16 GMT -5
"Why would I follow you?" he asked. "After what happened last time we bumped into each other?" he still had the two little scars at his neck, puncture wounds from her fangs. "What happened to you?"
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 15:34:03 GMT -5
"Go away kid." She told him, annoyed that he pestered her. She barely remembered what had happened between them last time, too much had happened since then. Kimmy rubbed her wrist, finally finding the energy to pop her shoulder back onto place. She growled with the pain, glad her thresh hold was higher than most.
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 15:39:19 GMT -5
It was enough to send Anton to the floor, and he growled, loudly as the sinew in his shoulder ripped. "Thought you knew me by now." he growled, standing back up and moving closer, to the point where he was nearly retching. "That i can;t just go away... and i;m not a f**k**g kid." He moved closer. "Now are you going to tell me what happened or not?"
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 15:42:49 GMT -5
"this is nothing to do with you." She said, rubbing her shoulder, rolling it and feeling it click serval time. Finally she looked up a him, two black eyes and a broken lip the least of her problems. "And, really, if it was me I'd walk away, I'd cut my losses and run a mile -"
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