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 Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:41 pm
Encasing the pendant completely in her hand, she walked to the door. She was now dressed in her death dealre uniform, and although she was no longer one of them, she found it hard to let you. Silently so opened the door, one hand remaing behind her back. Her chestnut eyes focused on Michael as she leant her slender frame against the door frame.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 4:29 pm
Selene turned from Michael, moving back into the room. Wrapping the pendant carefully she put it back into its place before unhooking her gun belt from the bed head. She strapped it around her hips, pulling each gun out in turn before re-holstering them. They were a familiar comfort in her hands, and just holding them gave her strength. With her resolve set, she walked back past Michael, her chestnut eyes fixing him with a cold gaze. "We have a meeting to attend to" she said coldly, still angry at his seeming desire to be killed. With that she walked out of the haven, heading toward the park and the events that would meet them.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 8:21 pm
*Michael run to the door and put on his coat and followed Selene to the park, for this is the day that the supplys were to be droped off* "Hey Selene, wait up!" *Michael continue to run towards Selene and they approced the battlegrounds, the park was just beyond there*
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 8:17 pm
*Michael arives shortly after Selene does and remembers that he has a bullet in his sholder. He walks over to the sink and grabs a servival knife and digs out the bullet. The blood coverd bullet clangs around the sing and the blood runs into the drain. Michael grabs a towel and wraps his wound around the whole to stop the bleeded* "Selene, are you alright? Did you obtain any injurys?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:37 pm
Selene sat upon the bathtub edge, her hand wrapped around her still bleeding bullet wound. She had managed to pull her uniform off her shoulder, exposing the entry and exit wound. It still stung, but it would heal. Her crushed wrist sat limply in her lap, moving it slightly caused her to wince. "I'm fine" she said through gritted teeth as pain from her wrist coursed through her. Glancing at her reflection in the grimy mirror she noticed that it seems paler then usual.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2005 6:23 am
*Michael walks over to Selene* "Here let me help" *Michael wraps a towel around the gunshot wound to stop the bleeding and then pulls out another towel and hands it to Selene* "Put this in your mouth. Im going to snap your wrist back into place. Its going to hurt like non other, this towel will stop you from breaking your teeth" *Michael grabs her broken wrist gentally and waits for Selene to put the rolled up towel in her mouth*
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2005 6:35 pm
Taking to towel from Michael, she placed it in her mouth, biting down gently upon it. Taking several deep breathes, she prepared for the pain that she would feel. Her chestnut eyes moved to rest upon Michael, and she gave him a small nod, telling him that she was ready.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2005 10:28 pm
*Michael snaped her wrist back into place then gave Selene a big hug as she delt with the great amount of paine. He stood there holder her tightly as if he hadnt done it before, like it was there first time meeting. His body warmed up and his heart started to beat a bit faster, but all he chould say were a few words* "Its going to be ok...." *He continued to hold her with his eyes closed*
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2005 10:52 pm
Selene's scream were muffled by the towel gripped firmly beneath her teeth. The next moment she was in Michael's arms, pain coursing through her in waves. The heat from his body warmed her, calming her. The pain began to ebb away, becoming nothing more then a dull ache. "Will it really be ok...?" she managed to whisper, her voice drained.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 7:39 pm
*Michael moved her away and looked into her chestnut eyes* "Yes, it will..." *Then he looked over at her gunshot wound* "Now its time to take this out..." *Michael puts the towel back in her mouth and then removes the towel that is stopping the bleeding. He takes out the tweezers and his knife. He opens up the wound and yanks the bullet out. Instantly he applys pressure with a new dry towel and ties it down to stop the bleeding*
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 7:53 pm
Selene winced as he re-opened the healing wound, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain that had shot through her body from her wrist. Fresh blood flowed down her arm once more, and as it flowed she felt the energy draning from her. Glancing at her reflection once more, she appeared guant. Her skin seemed to almost be tranluscent and it seemed to have sunk against her bones.
A small tear slipped from her eyes as she remember the events tha thad occured. "Gabriel..." she whispered, not wanting to acknowledge what had happened to him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 8:02 pm
*Michael looked down when Selene mentioned Gabril....* "His death was unnessessary... that was my fault and doing...." *Michael walks over to the refrigerator and gets two glasses of blood and hands one to selene....* "Here this will make you feel better...." *Michael takes a big swig and feels his energy heal a bit*
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 8:13 pm
Selene gingerly took the glass offered her. Her chestnut eyes merely watched it for a moment. She didn't like feeding infront of Michael, she didn't want him to think that she barbaric. Gingerly she rose the glass to her lips, tipping it until the crimson liquid spilled into her mouth. It seemed to instantly restore her, and she continued to drink, avoiding Michael's gaze.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 8:16 pm
"Gabril was the only man from the inside that I was friends with... what are we going to do? We might have to sign an allience with the lycan.... do you think they will help us?" *Michael looked down at the ground in hopelessnes....* "Marcus is still strong... we need more help"
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2005 8:23 pm
A trembling sigh passed her lips, as she thought of everything that she had inflicted upon the lycans. "I don't know if the lycans would be very willing to form an alliance" she replied, her tone grim. Michael was right though, Marcus was strong, and she was almost certain that trying to take him alone would be suicide.
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