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Post by charlescarlos on Feb 28, 2009 11:10:41 GMT -5
She put her gun away. I wiped my eye not knowing why I had blood for tears.
"I don't know, if my tears are blood what color is the blood in my veins.....Hahahahhahahhhhaaaaaaaaaah!" I laughed mainiacaly.
"Who am I?!" I screamed letting the rage leave my body.
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Post by pyro on Feb 28, 2009 11:27:52 GMT -5
Eminor might have put her gun away, but Mona still had her sword out, pointing at the man. She didnt know this place could even have a police force, or why a police force would bother. She didnt trust this man.
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Post by charlescarlos on Feb 28, 2009 11:34:41 GMT -5
Another girl that was there had a sword out pointing it at me. Why should they trust me? I can't trust them....
"Sword girl....can I leave? I'll leave you alone from now on...all of you. There doesn't seem to be alot of crime in this city from what I've seen.... but I'm here for reasons I don't know, whats your name?"
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Post by Nusha on Feb 28, 2009 12:14:14 GMT -5
''I'm Eem.'' she stated flatly. ''You should go to the hospital, yo, you don't look too..yeah.''
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Post by pyro on Feb 28, 2009 12:17:35 GMT -5
'Mona' she said still glaring at the man.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 28, 2009 12:42:28 GMT -5
Eem looked at him. He should go to the hospital, she thought. She looked at Trist. ''Tristie?'' she asked.
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Post by Trist on Feb 28, 2009 12:48:01 GMT -5
"Mental hospital, hospital....whichever."Trist just kind of stood there stunned, since the theatre he had been a little off his regular routine mindset.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 28, 2009 21:48:34 GMT -5
Eem walked over to Tristie and picked up the new clothes she was getting, and showed him. ''You like?'' she asked.
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Post by charlescarlos on Mar 1, 2009 13:51:36 GMT -5
Met people, named Eem, Mona and Trist. I hate this place, this city. I'm gonna toughen up, be a cop, this #4 business is getting me nowhere.
"Come on fate! I've already had a gun in my face! I don't care anymore....."
Going to Hospital get my eyes and blood tested.
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Post by Nusha on Mar 1, 2009 14:39:24 GMT -5
Eem stared at the cop's retreating form, tugging on Trist's sleeve. ''Who was he?'' she asked.
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Post by Trist on Mar 1, 2009 16:44:26 GMT -5
"idk, but can we go to another section of the mall, I'm not a big fan of clothes...." Trist gazed at Eminor with puppy dog eyes.
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Post by Nusha on Mar 1, 2009 16:45:28 GMT -5
''Fine'' she said, taking her new outfit, and walking with Trist.
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Post by Jake on Mar 3, 2009 10:42:49 GMT -5
Jake slowly pushed open the door to the mall after making his way down the street. He cracked his arms idly, looking around the front area of the mall. "Hello!?" He shouted, his voice hoarse from disuse. He could have sworn he heard a response, and instantly started running towards the conversation. He heard... English? Were there other survivors? He crept to the door they were behind, and listened carefully, putting his left hand idly on his katana. He quickly drew it as he heard the door open, and hid around the corner, trying to control his breathing.
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Post by Trist on Mar 3, 2009 11:23:28 GMT -5
Trist walked idly, noticing that Eminor was starting to trail off.
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