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Post by citizenmike on Feb 25, 2009 13:16:31 GMT -5
Johnny kicked in the double doors to the hospital as he carried Trist inside. This whole was suddenly all to familiar for Johnny.
Johnny looked back as Veronica walked through the door.
"We're back..." Johnny said to Veronica.
"Indeed we are." Veronica replied as she looked around. It was just soo familiar and real, it gave Veronica chills.
A mindless doctor approached them. He looked just like the one that tended to Veronica. Again, he nodded towards a nurse and she approached with a gurney.
Johnny gently placed Trist down on the gurney as the doctor looked over him.
"Do your thing, man."
The doctor nodded at Johnny and whisked Trist away.
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Post by Trist on Feb 25, 2009 13:27:29 GMT -5
[Inside Trist head he could feel a whirlwind caressing his every waking thought or dream. He saw a padded room, a darkness, and a clip board....everything else blurred in and out and then.]
Trist's eyes open and he jolted up from the hospital room bed. He had monitors placed on his body everywhere, he pulled them off as quickly as he could, he was freaking out. Then he wore thin and landed back on the bed, he wasn't ready to walk he could barely move. "Fuck."
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 25, 2009 14:01:49 GMT -5
Johnny walked into the room to find Trist lying sullen on the bed, with all the wires from the equipment that were once on him all over the place.
Johnny held himself on the door, peered out and called for the nurse.
Johnny turned back to Trist. Approaching him, he asked. "How you feelin'?"
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Post by Trist on Feb 26, 2009 15:12:10 GMT -5
Trist gazed over, "Like I have been in a furnace full of pin needles, besides that, im great." Trist mustered a smart ass smile before letting his face back to its sunken state.
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Post by Tig on Feb 26, 2009 17:01:33 GMT -5
Anya wondered down the halls. She easily found where the humans were located, even the one who was hurt. She was always drawn to the injured, her need to heal and to help others was stronger than her need to feed.
She found the room and peered inside. She glanced up to Johnny. She grinned up at him. "Hi there. I'm Anya. May I get past you?" Her gaze shifted to Trist, her fingers itching to heal him. "I can help." She waved at Trist happily. "Painful?"
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Post by Trist on Feb 26, 2009 17:08:53 GMT -5
Trist cringed at the thought of yet another stranger but what did he care anymore. Something inside him had basically tore him a new one and he had no way of controlling it. "Pain doesn't begin to describe what I have felt." He looked back at Johnny for some sort of nod but Johnny seemed a little dazed by everything that had happened anyways...
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Post by Tig on Feb 26, 2009 17:18:41 GMT -5
Anya slipped past Johnny. She moved over to Trist. "The pain won't last." She placed her hand on his stomach and closed her eyes. A soft, small glowing light came from the palm of her hand, and went into his body, to ease the pain. She couldn't heal him completely, she wasn't at her full strength because she didn't feed yet. She moved her hand away and smiled at him. "Feel better, honey," she stated as she stepped back. Her hunger beat at her. How long has it been since she fed? She wiped her hand on her forehead, she was sweating, she didn't usually have this sort of reaction after healing someone.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 26, 2009 20:58:10 GMT -5
Eminor stared form the corner, silently watching everyone. She made a small clicking noise with her hell against the tiled floor.
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Post by Trist on Feb 26, 2009 21:01:03 GMT -5
Trist looked up, the pain has subsided for now, the voice was silent for once as well. He nodded at Anya but was quick to notice Eminor from the corner of his eye. "Coming in or going out, either way pick one." he said this mockingly to her....he was glad she had showed up but was unsure how she knew of his presence.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 26, 2009 21:03:06 GMT -5
Eminor blinked and stepped closer to the group, indicating that she was following. She stared at Trist. ''Yo''.
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Post by Trist on Feb 26, 2009 21:04:39 GMT -5
"You missed out on all the fun?", Trist gazed around the room only finding someone he didn't know and Eminor...Johnny was at a loss or something. Trist looked back at Eminor, "So what have you been up to?" Trist sat up straight.
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Post by Tig on Feb 26, 2009 21:06:50 GMT -5
Anya smiled at Trist, then shifted her gaze to the other woman. She sighed, and left the room, in search of blood packets.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 26, 2009 21:08:29 GMT -5
''I got a tattoo'' she said monotonously, raising her leg to show him her ankle, where a tattoo was fresh. ''And I walked around a bit''.
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Post by Trist on Feb 26, 2009 21:11:39 GMT -5
"Sounds like your adventure was much more uplifting then mine," he gestured for a hug, "well come here."
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Post by Nusha on Feb 26, 2009 21:16:09 GMT -5
Eminor walked over to Trist and hugged him tightly. ''I'm sure it was, you look like the living dead. What happened to you?'' she asked, still in that flat, bored tone.
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