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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 2:14:29 GMT -5
He pulled out his handkerchief and was quickly kneeling beside her. He stopped the blood flow from her neck with it, but wouldn't dare to touch her more than that. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. He hadn't meant to. At the corner of each of his perfectly blue eyes, a small drop of red moisture formed.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 2:16:55 GMT -5
she forched her hand to move and it slowly restedon his hand."so....warm"she mumbled, talkign about his hand, which was warmer now, more than normal. she managed a weak smiled."i...forgive...you"
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 2:23:03 GMT -5
Artemis felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart. He could have killed her. What's more, he would have if she hadn't woken up. Two tears of blood ran from each eye. 'Blood,' he thought, 'her blood.' He wanted to hold her, but again came that dread of what he would do. "I'm sorry," was all he could manage to say.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 2:24:51 GMT -5
"im...so...sleepy"she mumbled closeing her eyes as the world dimmed and his voise grew slow and slowly faided.her hand droped from his
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 2:32:32 GMT -5
"Sleep," he said. When she went limp he waited a while, but soon found himself able to lift her and take her to her bedroom.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 2:38:20 GMT -5
she shivered every now and then in his arms, her normaly glowing skin an ashy color, her lips redder than normal. but she slept peacefully. even as he moved her she didnt wake. nore did she wake for days later and still she was too weak to fee dherself or even talk. so she just lay there in bed, stairng at the ceeling and wondering when she would be able to move again
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 2:46:40 GMT -5
He stayed with her, pondering what to do, giving her meals. He still felt positively horrible. "I've done something aweful," he muttered to himself.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 2:49:45 GMT -5
after a while she broke down into soft sobs. why wouldent he look at her? that hurt worse than his bite. he would barly tuch her as well and when he did it was to help her eat, and thos times she never wanted it to end because then it would go back to him wringing his hands and stairing at his lat, muttering to himself.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 2:55:02 GMT -5
He looked up at her meakly. He heard her sobs and it made him feel worse. He went to her bedside. "What is it?" he asked quietly, wondering if she could talk.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 2:57:34 GMT -5
slowly she held her arms out to him. they trembled and she looked at him pleadingly."please..."she mumbled, tears streaming down her cheeks.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 3:09:56 GMT -5
He reached and put his hands on her arms. "What should I do?" he asked, all his years and experience were rendered useless at this point.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 3:13:42 GMT -5
she swallowed and slowly griped his arms"hold..me"she mumbled pleadingly."dont...turn...me...away!"
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 3:20:59 GMT -5
He smiled sadly and nodded. He kneeled by the bed and warp his arms around her shoulders protectively. "I'm sorry," he said, "If I could make it better, would you let me?"
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 3:22:48 GMT -5
she rested her arms around him."yes.."she said her head floping onto his shoulder
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 3:27:08 GMT -5
"Would you become like me?" he asked, as if his being a vampire was a disease.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 3:31:38 GMT -5
she was quiet for a long moment, her breth blowing softly on his neck. what if she became like him? she wouldent have to worry about leaving him when she finnalky dies. and he wouldent have to worry about hurting her. she swallowed and nodded."yes..."
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 3:39:17 GMT -5
He shivered as if from cold, knowing what he must do. He proped her up against him. It was with a quick movement that he used one of his long clean nails to put a cut on his own neck. He took a sharp intake of breath at the sting. "Drink it," he commanded her.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 3:42:04 GMT -5
she gazed at the blood a moment, wondering if this was such a good idea after all before doing as she was told and started to drink.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 4, 2007 4:03:50 GMT -5
Artemis' grip on her tightened ever so slightly. It is very strange for a vampire to feel what it's like to be drained. He let her drink for a while, almost twenty minutes, until he truly could not lose anymore blood. He gently pulled away and put his hand to his throat. The wound heal once it was no longer irritated.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 4, 2007 4:12:24 GMT -5
she fell back and started wreating. her whole body felt like it was being riped apart then put back together again. her imperfections seemed to fix themselves and her hair grew more wavy and silkyer. her back arched and she choked on a scream untill finnlay after five mins of pain she grew still.
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