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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 11, 2005 11:53:22 GMT -5
*Fleur moved the sheet down, exposing the wound. She Stuck her head into the pillow, ready for any pain that would come. *
'Urry up!
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 11, 2005 19:35:01 GMT -5
Ebin tilted the bottled and dropped it directly onto the wound. After a few drops the wound sizzled and seemed to melt away. Ebin smiled. "Ok, all better!" He annoyance looking at Fluer who was barried in her pillow. "Anything else?" He said before putting the bottle away.
((ooc: sorry I PowerPlayed this post to the extreme! Tell me and I will change it.))
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 11, 2005 23:34:07 GMT -5
*Fleur Tenced up as The wound sizzeled. It was painful. It Stung, It burned, it almost felt like a bad Blister, Burn. Fleur slowly uncovered her head, showing the small puncture on her neck.*
One more..
*She grabbed Ebins hand, sqeezing it. This could hurt.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 11, 2005 23:42:34 GMT -5
Ebin gave Fleur's hand and gently squeeze. He dropped the Phoenix tear on her neck and watched as the wound disspeared.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 11, 2005 23:51:00 GMT -5
(( dang, Mum wont leave....only now
))
*Fleur sighed, returning to her postion as before.*
Thank you Ebin...Sorry about that..
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 11, 2005 23:55:32 GMT -5
Ebin shook his head but yawned, "It is no problem." he returned the bottle to the cupboard and place it in the front, so he would no where it was next time. He returned and sat down on the bed next to Fleur's. He kicked up his legs and crossed them.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 11, 2005 23:58:18 GMT -5
*Fleur threw the blanket at Ebin softly, and then a pillow. *
Get zome rest...you need zhe zleep Ebin..
*She smiled, closing her eyes aswell, but not being able to fall asleep.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 12, 2005 0:03:41 GMT -5
Ebin took the blankets but stood up and put them over Fleur, "You need these a lot more then I do!" He said in almost a stern tone. He then paused and kissed her on the top of the head. He jumped onto the cot next to Fleur making it creak. He pulled his knees up so that they were tucked under his chin. " 'Night." he mumbled yawning and closing his eyes.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 12, 2005 0:05:43 GMT -5
*Fleur smiled slightly, as she moved over. Being the small person that she was, there was still lots of room.*
Come up...Atleast your Back vill not 'urt.
*She yawned, watching him, feeling bad.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 12, 2005 0:11:35 GMT -5
Ebin yawned again, "No worries, my own cot is fine." He said through heavy yawns wiggling his toes a little.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 12, 2005 0:14:56 GMT -5
*Fleur eyed Ebin. She shook her head.*
Ebin, I vill pick you up, And drag you 'ere if I haff too.
*She paused.*
Or I vill go to another bed..Pick your choices..
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 12, 2005 0:33:46 GMT -5
Ebin smiled and opened his eyes, "You sure? I would like to see you try." he said as a sly smile spread across his face. Ebin sat up he sighed and floppd down next to Fleur. He smiled as he kicked off his high top converse. And stripped his leather jacket.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 12, 2005 0:38:23 GMT -5
*She laughed.*
Hey! I could pick you up!
*She smiled, making some more room. Fleur Yawned, as she watched him.*
Do you alvays vear Leather And Jeans?
*She laughed softly.*
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 12, 2005 0:44:58 GMT -5
Ebin lay on his stomach with his arms tucked under his chest. He turned to look at Fleur, "It is so vintage." He argued, "You don't like it?" He said with a hint of worry because yes, Ebin only wore tight jeans rolled up at the bottle with his high top converse. He wore tight black or white plain t-shirt and somethings a band shirt. He always had his vintage T-Bird style leather jacket with the bucket and sidways zipper.
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Post by Fleur Delacour on Aug 12, 2005 0:47:34 GMT -5
*Fleur smiled.*
Of course I like it!
*She laughed silentely, cuddeling up to Ebin. Of course she like his style, It was something her Parents would never like, but Thats what made it so fun! *
Havent you ever vorn...Sweat Pants?
*She lay her head on a pillow.*
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