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Post by MarieKristine Choi on Aug 22, 2007 20:09:03 GMT -5
Mariekristine lay on the floor near the stopsign. She had been thrown out of the car by her sister and her parents and she had been passed out for awhile. Her black hair was nearly frozen so was the rest of her body. She layed there helpless waiting for someone to come and help her. She was in a dreamless sleep, that she oculdnt wake up from.
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Post by Felix Arrios AKA Chronos on Sept 10, 2007 20:46:37 GMT -5
((D'awwww no one posted! Well, Imma post with ya ^^))
The purple mist exited the sewage vent next to the stop sign. It paused, then took a moment to swirl near her before taking a form. He was decently talk, Caucasian, his skin creamy pale and smooth, his hair wavy, golden, ending three inches beyond his rounded shoulders and his eyes... horrifying, cat like and purple.
With a wheaten brow raised, he approached her and knelt by her. He noted her condition... alive, but barely. It was difficult to understand her condition, being a demon. He didn't know caring, he didn't know what to do. He tilted his head, then lifted it, eyes closing lazily.
Oi! Girl!... NATASHA! he shrieked mentally to his Familiar.
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Natasha Marne
Evil Witch 
Demonic Familiar
I obey but i dont have to like it
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Post by Natasha Marne on Sept 10, 2007 20:59:05 GMT -5
Natasha winched at the harshness of his voice in her mind, and quickened her steps. She wished sometimes he could take her with him, in his mist form, since he was always so far ahead of her. She reached Felix where he was, black skirt whipping around her knees in the wind. It was windy, and bothersome. She’d had to beg Felix to let her buy a jacket. It was a nice one too, like a trench coat but ended just below her knees, about an inch shorter than her skirt.
“What is it now?” she asked him, coming to stand beside him. She knelt gently by the girl and reached out to stroke her hair. “well, she’s alive…barely…” Natasha murmured before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a penknife. She pricked her finger and drew a circle on the young woman’s forehead, a dash through it, diagonally. She added to this to create a warming spell, slitting her finger open a bit more, since she lacked the blood to finish it. She sucked on her finger a moment and than took off her brand new coat. “Here…help me put this on her, before she freezes to death.”
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Post by Felix Arrios AKA Chronos on Sept 10, 2007 21:03:49 GMT -5
There was a snort and Felix rolled his eyes. "It's not that cold out.." her snarled, but knelt down to help anyways.
".. So... a human... Shall we keep her and kill her later or just leave her here?" he offered; of course, he was completely oblivious to the idea of saving her life and sending her to a hospital. Something curious came to mind... did she have an ID on her? Oh! What if she was with the team he and Natasha were ordered to watch and, at times, assault?
"Check her for an ID." he barked.
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Post by wowposter on Sept 10, 2008 2:14:00 GMT -5
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