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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 0:19:42 GMT -5
Drysi was on her way home from the therapist's office. She lived in the upper-class part of town with her recently discovered biological family. Drysi was barely seventeen years old.
She had straight, long brown hair and stromy grey eyes that were usually focused ahead of her. She wore clothes that fit her, often giving subtle hints of her small body beneath them, but she typically wore long sleeves and jeans. Her skin was porcelien, and her lips were pink.
She was an enigma to her family. Having been found at 13 in a hospital in Germany, and without memories of how she had gotten to the hospital or where she was from, or who her family was, it had been a long road to try to unlock the hidden memories of her past. She only remembered a name. Ryan. Something about the name made her think of an elder brother, which, it has been recorded, does not exist.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 0:54:06 GMT -5
Kreon stepped out from the shadows of the alleyway as the girl passed, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her into the darkness of the Alley as he covered her mouth with his hands. His hands and abdomen were already covered in his blood, his black shirt soaked in it as well. His hands were shaking from the extreme blood loss that had been caused by the deep cuts to his abdomen and his left arm. His lips were blue and his skin was ghostly, his legs about to give out on him at any minute. Letting Drysi go once he was sure she was masked within the darkness of the alley, he stumbled to the ground as he pleaded to her, "Please....help...." before slumping against the alley wall and passing out.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 1:19:23 GMT -5
Drysi made a startled noise and prepared to struggle, but then he let her go. She stared down at the man, tasting blood on her face and seeing some on her body. She immediately pulled her cell phone out and called home and her family's team of doctors. They came and got them, taking them both to the mansion in a rush job and taking the man to be fixed and stitched up. Drysi waited silently, until a maid and her mother saw her coated in his blood and requested she shower and change. she did so, and then returned to wait for the man to be set up in a guest room, and be fixed up.
Several hours later, Drysi was curled up on the couch in one of the guestrooms. The man was set up in the bed, hooked up to a heart monitor, amongst other things. She listened silently to the beeping, until she fell into a slumber.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 1:48:52 GMT -5
A few minutes after Drysi had sat down, Kreon sat strait up in his bed and let out a few gasps as if he had just submerged from water. Breathing rapidly, Kreon looked from side to side before spotting Drysi, letting out a slight sigh of relief.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 1:58:45 GMT -5
Drysi stood and looked at him, surprised. She walked to his side and gently pushed him down, stroking his hair back and soothing him with her cool hands. "are you okay?" she asked in a gentle voice.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 2:07:56 GMT -5
"I'm much better know." he said eyeing her, his voice obviously implying that although many of his bones had been broken, the one that he liked most was still in tact.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 2:15:58 GMT -5
She made a face, then smiled a cold smile. "I'm glad. You'll be staying here till your better. I'll go get Nurse Buck now," she said and turned, walking quickly to the door. Ugh! He's a pervert! she thought, but she was smiling at that. She didn't know many people into sarcasm and inuendos, so she found it quite charming despite the fact she had been hit on in...a way she wasn't quite accustomed to.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 2:28:53 GMT -5
"Damn..." he said to himself, regretting the fact that he hadn't stopped her from leaving. He would have much rather had the pretty girl take care of him than Nurse Buck, who sounded like some lunch lately with a huge mole across her face and 300 extra pounds on her.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 2:37:16 GMT -5
Nurse Buck was a burly man with a face only a mother of a pteradactyl could love. He walked in and man-handled Kreon, checking his vidals and such, before leaving again. Drysi's parents, as well as Drysi, walked in. Drysi stayed by the door while her father explained to Kreon where he was, how he got there, and that all treatment and food and clothing would be provided for him free of charge. Then they left. Drysi stayed put, deciding to keep the injured man company until he fell asleep.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 2:47:13 GMT -5
"So, what's your name, pretty lady?" he asked from his position on the bed, proping himself up slightly so that he could see her.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 2:56:54 GMT -5
Not wanting him to prop up, she dragged a chair over and sat down beside him. She pressed him down again. "It's Drysi. What's yours?" she asked, wanting to be formal.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 3:05:37 GMT -5
"Pretty name." he said, flashing her a charming smile. Pleased that she was now closer to him, he was quick to respond to her question as he said, "Mines Kreon. Kreon Triste."
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 3:13:51 GMT -5
Drysi smiled back, definitely charmed by his smile. "It's nice to meet you Kreon."
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 3:20:35 GMT -5
"Likewise. It's always nice to meet a pretty girl." he said, extending his hand towards her.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2009 3:27:32 GMT -5
Drysi smiled at him and gently shook his hand. "thank you. What happened to you to get so hurt?"
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