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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 21, 2006 19:04:22 GMT -5
The dead weight was starting to make her give, even if she was dragon she wasn't fully at 100%. Slowly she went down to the ground, laying her legs out, placing his head on her lap.
She would murmmer soft words to him, trying to get him to wake up. The chill got to her. Glancing up. Dear.. the windows were closed. She paled a bit. This was.. not happening..
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 21, 2006 19:43:38 GMT -5
:The cold wind began to bloe furiously now, the fire in the fireplace going out as Anduin's body suddenly writhed, an expression of pain on his face, Before Angel's eyes, slashes appeared on Anduin's bare chest, as though something was attacking him while he lay there, defenseles:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 21, 2006 20:01:06 GMT -5
Tears were touching her eyes, now. The harsh wind making her rather cold, and uncomfortable. Looking down she watched the slash appear on his chest. She screamed out.
Placing her hands onto the slashed area. Worried as can be now.
"Anduin!! Wake up!"
She didn't know what else to do.
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Post by Gelina Grey on Nov 23, 2006 21:54:54 GMT -5
As she came down to the bottom of the grand staircase, she heard Angel scream. Good Gods, does it ever end? Again, breaking into a run, she bolts into the main hall, instantly feeling the tempurature drop in the room.
Seeing Anduin laying on the floor, she looks at Angel.
"What happened? Angel! Look at me!"
She could see that Angel was stunned and she had to get her attention.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 23, 2006 21:58:04 GMT -5
:As Gelina spoke to Angel, another long cut would appear, running along the length of Anduin's arm. blood dripped from the cut, a look of pain on Anduin's face, though he was not awakened:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 24, 2006 2:02:19 GMT -5
Now she was offically going to start to lose her mind. Hearing Lina somewhere in the background she watched Anduin. Another cut.
"Oh gods.. not .. not him"
Angel wasn't sure what she could do if he came back. She sat upon the floor with Anduin's head in her lap, trying her best to awaken him.
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Post by Gelina Grey on Nov 24, 2006 2:07:18 GMT -5
Seeing the gash on his chest, then the gash that forms from nothing on his arm, the blood running onto the floor, she steps up closer to Angel, laying a hand on her shoulder with a slight squeeze, her voice calm, but strong.
"Angel. Look at me. What is happening to Anduin? If you do not tell me, I can not help him. Who is it that you think is doing this?"
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 24, 2006 2:14:08 GMT -5
Feeling the squeeze on her shoulder she felt herself draining of her color. She couldn't help but hold Anduin, wishing she could do something for him. She placed her small hands against his wounds, trying to cut the bleeding to the minimul. It did't seem to work well.
"Death...."
Need she say more? Not sure if Lina would know the name, though she was sure that she did. Angel's mind raced with trying to come up with a solution to Anduin's problem. Praying hard that she was wrong about who it was.
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Post by Gelina Grey on Nov 24, 2006 2:33:26 GMT -5
Lina's eyes got wide as she looks back to Anduin. Of course she knew about Death. Death was the one that killed her unborn child. The one that almost killed her by causing the miscarriage and taking her baby's soul. If it hadn't been for Caelum that day, she would have bled to death at Larshia.
Her emotions now swirling with both anger and fear. Turning slightly toward the stairs, she screams.
"TEMPEST!!"
She then kneels down next to Anduin wrapping her hands around his arm to stop the bleeding with her healing power. It was all she could do to keep up with it.
"No..No...Nooooo!" Death couldn't come back. The Gods and Goddesses and Syn had destroyed him! Syn gave his life to make sure that this son of bitch was banished to the depths of hell!
Then her thoughts went to Syn. Gods. He was in no condition to help with this one. She faced Death once. Now it looked like she was going to have to do it again. Only this time... he wasn't going to catch her off guard.
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Post by Tempest on Nov 24, 2006 2:44:32 GMT -5
The scream of her name startled her so much, she fell off the couch. Now tangled in the furs, muffled curses could be heard as she fought her way out of them. Now standing, she blew a lock of hair out of her eyes as she hit the door running. She flew down the stairs and skidded to a halt in the main hall. She could feel Gelina and Anduin. Racing over to them, she let out a hiss as she saw her lover covered in gashes, his blood seeping onto the stones. Anduin was out cold. Dropping to her knees, she cast a glance to Angel and then looked at Gelina.
"What the fuck is going on? Who did this to him? Where is the bastard?"
She reached out and touched his skin. He was cold. Oh gods he was dead. Wait Tempest. Get a grip girl. She reached out to him.
"Anduin. Can you hear me? Come back to me love. Be with me. I won't let you go. Anduin?"
Oh man she was going to loose it in about five seconds if someone did not explain what the hell was going on.
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