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 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 9:05 am
Oxy stared in disbelief at her brazen show of ignorance to etiquette.
"Es scortum obscenus vilis."
"You are a vile, perverted whore"
Slapping his wrist-comp behind his back again, he quickly turned his head, avoiding her gaze and walking off over the grounds.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 9:07 am
"Hmm..."
A small tear formed, and she blinked it away quickly as she walked into the mansion. Showing the obvious knowledge of it's design, she went upstairs and into a room she knew to be vacant. All she had to find out now, was that it was Kirasa's room, and Kirasa was out right now...
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 1:58 pm
*Crim stirred and her eyes fluttered open, peering at her surroundings. She wondered why her head was pounding for a moment as the walls spun lazily a few times before she remembered what had happened last night. Her memory was cloudy at first, but then flickers of images popped into her head. Oh yes. Her demon side had gone on an irrational destruction spree against Raven and she ended up getting her a** kicked. Her pride wounded more than her wings and left arm could hope to be, she sat up with a grimace, wondering faintly how she got back into her room...and why she was naked.
Her face twisted a bit at the suspicion of Raven stealing her clothes or something, but no. Crim had watched him fall unconsious right before she did. But she also saw a lot of other s**t happen to him. What were those things that sped into him as if he were a vacuum? And what was it that even brought him down? That part of the night was too fuzzy in her mind to understand. Something had happened, she just didn't know what.
Smelling Oxy's scent barely lingering on the blanket that he had given her, Crim figured that it had been him who brought her inside...But he wouldn't take her clothes away from her, would he? No, he wasn't that perverted...she hoped...
A groan rose from Crim's throat as she stood up and trudged over to the shower. She would take care of her wounds later, but now, she just wanted to be clean*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 2:10 pm
The mansion vaguely pondered creating some tannoys and cameras, and declaring itself to be Big Brother. Then got bored and crushed a stray squirrel with a hastily constructed brick tentacle.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 2:29 pm
*After just letting the warm water drain along her sore muscles for some time after she washed the blood from her hair and body, Crim finally turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping herself in a towel. With mangled wings dripping with water, Crim grabbed some clothes from her dresser drawer. She put on the essentials, but carried her jeans, a shirt, and a pair of gloves in her right arm, keeping the towel around herself. She needed to see the extent of her injuries in the infirmirary and she certainly didn't want to have to struggle with clothes any more than she needed to.
With a sigh, she walked out of her room and to her destination, a dry towel wrapped around her so that she wouldn't get her clothes wet.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 2:31 pm
The infirmary was already in the basement, except there was no way down there. Apparently telepathic now, the mansion constructed a passageway leading down, the entrance underneath the pool table in the games room.
Crimson probably wouldn't even know this though...
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 2:42 pm
*Grumbling faintly under her breath about how there better not be any cameras around catching her walking around with a towel on, giving her the appearance of nudity as she searched for an infirmirary. It wouldn't quite make sense to have one in the upper floors because it would be difficult to get to, so she made her way to the first floor and began to search around, going in and out of the rooms.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 3:09 pm
*Growing weary of just walking around, she sat down outside the common for a moment or two to catch her breath. Unable to lean against the wall due to her wings fluttering at odd angles, she was forced to sit up straight. Where the hell was that infirmirary? The last mansion had one. Hell, even after Oxy blew up the mansion half a dozen times, it still had an infirmirary*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 3:30 pm
Starting awake under a tree, Oxy blinked wearily, and homed in on the open door of the mansion. He had to check on Quinas, nothing had blown up since she' got there, and when she was in her true form, this was an odd occurence. He stepped into the mansion, vaguely picking Crimson's scent in the traffic-jam that was the smell of the hallway.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 3:37 pm
*Crim continued to just sit there on the floor, water almost drained from the tiny crevices of her feathers. A faint groan fell from her lips as she doubled over from the constant ache in her shattered bones. She had tried to ignore the pain in her wings, but it had caught up with her after moving around so much. Panting a bit, Crim gritted her teeth and dragged herself upright. She wouldn't find the infirmirary just sitting there. She had to continue her search*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 3:48 pm
He smiled to Crimson, walking over to her. He gave her a small look, noticing the state she was in.
"Indigeo facio?"
"Need help?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 3:51 pm
*Crim's head snapped over to Oxy, her ears twitching a bit at the monotone voice of his wrist comp. Finally glad that she could understand him, she gave smiled. It was a weak smile, but it was one nonetheless*
Um, I was just wondering where the infirmirary is...I kinda have a few bones to set.
*She motioned to her wings with her right hand, realizing that she was incredibly sore and even something as simple as that seemed like a chore*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 4:00 pm
"Proximus"
"Follow me."
He made his way past the door to the common room, to the short passageway behind it. He pointed to the door, then lead the way forward, suspecting Crimson would be unable of opening the door, not exactly being in a position to be holding her card.
He swiped his own, returning it to his pocket while the door opened. Stepping through, a small flight of twelve steps stopped at a small platform, which then headed off down the opposite way, another set of twelve steps.
At the bottom of this, another door, also swiped through. And then, the 'secret' sections of TGM. The infirmary was to the left, and Oxy pointed to the door.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 4:14 pm
*Crim did as she was told, following Oxy to a door she couldn't have gotten through. Hell, she didn't even know where her ID was. It had been embedded within the sole of her boots last night, but seeing as how she had no idea where her boots were or even if they existed anymore, she was IDless. Her eyes roved across the walls as she continued the journey down the stairs and through the other door. When she reached the door to the infirmirary, she opened it and stepped through, walking inside and setting down on one of the beds to catch her breath for a moment*
Thanks, Tika...I appreciate it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 4:31 pm
He ventured in after her, wandering to the cabinets.
"Perfer et obdura... dolor hic tibi proderit olim."
"Be patient and tough. One day this pain will be useful to you."
While rummaging in a cupboard, he found a bottle of cough medicine. He opened it, and drank the lot, smiling happily.
"Multum in parvo."
"Much in little."
He wandered back to Crimson with various pain killers, and a few splints from another cabinet. He threw them on the bed, and pointed, staring at her with an expression that seemed to say "DIY"
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