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 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 4:56 pm
*Crim tilted her head at Oxy's actions and then sifted through the various objects he had brought her. She popped a handful of asprin in her mouth, having emptied half of it, and tossed them into her mouth. Not bothering with water, she just swallowed them and grimaced a bit at the bitter taste filling her mouth. Setting the asprin aside, she rose her eyes up to Oxy warily and then let down the towel. She wasn't naked, thank God, but she wished now that she had more clothes on. But no, she still needed to see how many injuries she had.
Feeling up her legs, as oddly as it looked, she was searching for broken bones. She felt only bruises along her body until she reached her left arm and winced. Grabbing a splint, she expertly set and wrapped the bone in her forearm and created a sling out of some other bandages. Knowing full and well that her wings were shattered beyond what a splint could do, she closed her eyes and concentrated on healing the majority of the breaks. It would drain her, but not as much as if she'd heal all the breaks. The main ones could stay and heal with a splint, but the smaller fragments would need to be healed instantly*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:16 pm
He watched her dress the wounds, unashamed of staring at her body. He'd seen a lot more, that much he could remember. He also remembered that Crimson remembered nothing, and perched at one end of the infirmary bed. His mind reached out for hers, attempting to convey images, since the only language he was capable of was latin.
A vivid image of their bodies intertwined was inflicted upon her mind, as he tried to pry open her memories.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:25 pm
*Crim found it suddenly very difficult to concentrate, almost as if something kept trying to pry her attention away from her current task. The images that Oxy tried to show her were locked deep inside of her mind, not just behind the powerful block on the "front door" to her mind, but of involutary blocks she made herself. In other words, Oxy would have to wrestle with her incredible denial. Moving on, she set her left wing with a wince and then tried to twist to reach her right wing. After straining herself more than she should in her condition, she relaxed and glared at the wing, furious with herself that she couldn't reach it due to her other injured arm. Oxy would be able to feel her emotion while he was in her mind. He would feel her frustration and her wounded pride. He would feel her embarrassment. He would also feel the silent plea for help.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:33 pm
His mind slipped from hers. He'd felt a lot of sadness, but then almost everyoe who had a long life suffered from that. He thought nothing of it and layed back on the bed, keeping close to the edge, away from Crimson.
"Where did it all go wrong?"
He didn't even notice at first, that he had spoken in the common language, only noticing after a few seconds of silence from his wrist-comp.
" 'Bout ******** time."
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:42 pm
*Crim grunted a bit and stood up. She pulled a pair of slick black pants and pulled them on. After that, she slipped on a shirt across her bra and pulled on a pair of silky white gloves. Feeling a bit more comfortable now that she had clothes on, she grabbed some of the larger bandages and created a sling for her wings, pinning them to her waist to keep them set. Her right wing she couldn't quite get to yet with a splint, but no matter. She'll just break the bone again later on and set it straight once her arm healed up because there was no way that she would ask for help. She had suffered enough damage to her ego as is.
Her ears twitched as she heard Oxy's voice, smiling softly at hearing him speak English again. Crim sat down on the edge of the bed and quirked an eyebrow*
I can understand you now. That's good...but...what are you talking about? Where did what go wrong?...And why weren't you able to speak regularly before?
*Realizing that she was probably becoming a nuisance with all the questions, she held her tongue and awaited a response*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:50 pm
"Ehh... Temporary amnesia. Happens every now and then during hectic battles. I don't suppse you saw my truck.. It's still covered. And lot's of things have gone wrong, Crimson. One of which being our relationship. You don't even remember us makinglove, but nevermind, hmm?"
He placed his hands behind his head, closing his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 5:57 pm
Oh, so you went to another battle, neh?...Well, I haven't seen your truck, but I'm hoping that you haven't crashed it. After all, you love that truck.
*Crim laughed half heartedly and her ears alternated their droop. First the right ear leaned back, then it stood up and the left ear tilted, going in this pattern a few times. Love? Making love? Love didn't exist, so how could one make it? Feeling rather confused, she racked her mind. That's right, "making love" was another way to say "sex". Crim's mouth fell open and closed wordlessly a few times, her confused mind like an engine that just wouldn't turn over*
I um...I..I thought that you were playing a prank...Do you mean that...those dreams are well...are real?
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 6:01 pm
Eyes still closed, he waited a few seconds. He could spare his self-esteem by declaring it as a prank, or tell the truth.
"It happened... Just once. Well. Only one night, but we uh... four times. Or there abouts."
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 6:05 pm
*Crim fell silent. So they had been real. So her dreams were true...
Dammit, now she just didn't know what to say. What could she say?*
I...I...alright...
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 6:15 pm
He appaered to be falling asleep now, and mumbled quietly."
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 6:31 pm
*Half thankful that he was falling asleep and half regretful that she didn't get to ask more questions, Crim watched Oxy fall into his slumber. She didn't want to believe his words, but she knew it was true now. The images that she had mistaken for dreams came back to her slowly, like droplets of water leaking out of a faucet. So...he wasn't joking...?
Crim looked away from him, her mind working rather sluggishly over the matter. After confirming it true in her head, a disgusted look overtook her face. She was a vile person in her own mind, so why would someone like Oxy do that with her? A faint red tinge appeared on Crim's cheeks. Hell she wasn't even an adult by many people's standards, so what the hell kind of repulsive child was she, sleeping with her leader like that?
Anger welling up within her, Crim gave one last look to Oxy and then briskly walked back upstairs. Hell, she didn't even know why she had been naked when she woke up after her battle with Raven last night...wait...did she...?......
Panic overtook her and she began to dart around the mansion, searching for the man. She needed to know if she had gone crazy and ******** him or something too. Why else would she have been without clothes when she had woken up?*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 7:05 pm
*Crim followed Raven's scent, a growing sensation of dread spreading in her stomach. She came to his bedroom door, her brow furrowed and jaw set...But why was she feeling this way? What did she have to fear from him?...*
Because he can easily kill you, little girl.
*Growling at the voice in her head, she hushed it up with a quick snap of her jaws and cleared the lump from her throat. Her hand hesitantly raised up to the oaken panals, dodging the warning sign nailed into the wood declaring "Enter At Own Risk", and knocked a few times*
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 7:08 pm
Raven in his room, tweaking all of his Gauss weaponry. They were all spread out along the bed, except for the cannons. Those were on the floor.
Ralgar was on a stand that Raven had nailed to the wall. He would have to use that katana until he could gather enough souls and make enough mithranium. The Mithranium'd take the longest since it took several weeks to make a pound of it...
He cocked his head towards the door. Raven stood and walked over to the door. He didn't open it... Yet.
"Who is it?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 7:15 pm
*Her voice seemingly stuck in her throat for a moment, Crim took a few seconds to respond*
Um...It's um..Crim...Um...I need to ask you a few questions...
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2004 7:17 pm
Raven muttered, then opened the door.
"Ask away."
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