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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:09:10 GMT -5
Tears fell onto Fleur. He had no wand. He had no mind of thoughts filled with spells. All he could think of was Fleur, he could not bair to lose her. "Fleur..." He said through his silent tears. Ebin then snapped out of it. Ebin closed his eyes tight and yelled, "ACCIO BLOOD REPLENISHING POTION!" out of a near by shop down in the town a small bottle crashed through the window. It rocket through the thin shack's walls and smacked Ebin's hand. He opened his eyes and smiled. Opening the bottle he tipped it into Fleur's mouth.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:12:56 GMT -5
*Fleur's mouth opened, as she drank some of the blood replenishing potion. Her face had gottn some color into it, as she opened her eyes. She finnaly felt the pain she had put to herself. She winced, pausing. She looked up at Ebin.*
I'm so sorry...I..wanted to save you..
*She looked at his face, taking in all his features, and memorising them.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:15:38 GMT -5
Ebin smiled, ignoring his own pain from his bloody knuckles and cracked ribs from the harsh pull of the ropes. "You did a fine job of saving me." He said with a smile, glad to see Fleur regain consiousness. He propped her up and gave her the rest of the bottle, "Drink." He said in a pleading tone.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:20:22 GMT -5
*Fleur Winced as she was proped up. She drank the rest of the bottle, A funny expression on her face, She closed her eyes tightly, wanting the taste gone. Fleur smiled, as she closed her eyes once more, weakened. She raised a arm, and held onto Ebin's hand, Squeesing it as tightly as she could. She smiled, as her face began to regain color. She looked at Ebin.*
Are...you...ok?
*She said in a raspy tone, due to the hole in her neck.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:22:27 GMT -5
Ebin smiled, "I'm fine." He lied. Squeezing Fleur's hand. He hoped she won't notice the blood on his hands. "It's you that you should worry about." Ebin brush a strained of beautiful hair out of Fleur's face, "Let's get you to the hospital wing." Ebin suggested.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:28:09 GMT -5
*Fleur would of noticed the blood, but she was covered in her own, so it didnt make a diffrance.*
Ebin...please Promise... me that....You wont get yourself...killed..
*She took a couple deep breaths. She looked at Ebin, and smiled.*
I love you Ebin...I want you to know..
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:30:47 GMT -5
"Get myself killed?" Ebin repeated with a light chuckle, "I would watch yourself." He sighed, "I'm sorry." Ebin shouldn't have brought his knife. "Come on." He tried to assist Fleur up, "I can carry you to the Hospital Wing."
((is the knife still in Fleur?!))
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:35:15 GMT -5
(( Er, Well, If she fell onto it.. Er Im not sure. I guess if she hasn't moved Then yes, the knife is still, 'in' Fleur. Which is a good thing, since it will help block blood. ^.^ ))
*Fleur smiled, laughing lighly.*
Well..If it wasn;t for me...You could have died..
*She smiled, contently*
Im fine...Im still..breathing..And talking...
*Fleur wasn't going to get up. No way in hell could she. Fleur groaned.*
Do I have to go there again...
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:39:15 GMT -5
Ebin laughed, he was over joyed to see that Fleur was alive. "I'm sorry. I guess that the white sheets and carom bed frame really clashes with your hair." He smiled. "Come on. I'll carry you." He offered.
((ooc: I guess it would help stop the blood flow but it would hurt like a B!TCH!))
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:41:37 GMT -5
((ooc: in a bit I am going to go watch a Woody Allen movie! whoop whoop!))
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:42:33 GMT -5
(( Well, No not really, Lol. The state of shock fleur wouild be in, Is un imaginable. Moving Yes, she would be able to feel some things, But other then that, I once had a scar reopen on my stoumache In gym class, and I didnt really notice it untill my friend said i had blood on my shirt. Haha ))
*Fleur smiled.*
YOu forgot, that white, Clashes With my complexion..
*She nodded, , as she put arms around Ebin*
I'll hold you to your offer..
*She smiled*
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 22:43:26 GMT -5
(( Lol, He rocks. Im watching the old Willy Wonka and the choclate factory. These posts are so depressing Lol ))
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 9, 2005 22:50:57 GMT -5
((ooc: well I am going to go but I will leave you with this note: I have gotten in several (dozen) fights in my life. And being stabbed hurts like a b!tch. But I hate it when people use knife, it lacks that fawness (sp?) (same with guns). I carry one around but it is only for extreme measures. And I moved out of San Jose to Marin. So I think I am safe now. I haven't gotten in a descent fight in over a year! Good thing I still KB or I would be out of practice!))
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 9, 2005 23:16:32 GMT -5
(( No worries, Ive had my fiar share of Scars. When I was Nine, I was diagnosed with Polycystic kidney disease. PKD. In other words. Ive had a kidney Transplant when i was 12, And Ive had A kidney Stone removed Just before that. So yeah, Im a tough cookie! Lol ))
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 10, 2005 19:58:26 GMT -5
Ebin lifted Fleur up. Carrying her so that he had one hand under her knees and the other tucked behind her back. "Ok, so I'm not that muscular so this might take a while." he said with a smile. Ebin looked down and gasped. His knife was, once again, covered in blood. He bent down and scooped it up. Closing the switch blade he tucked it into his pocket. He sighed, Ebin's most prized possession, other then his Marine Band, was nearly the end of his love. "Ok, he begins the long walk to the Hospital Wing!" Ebin was glad that Fleur was so light, carrying her would not be that difficult.
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