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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/3/2016 2:03:12 AM
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[i]Alyssa stopped by the door, unsure of what to do, to knock, to wait, to attempt to eavesdrop. She decided to wait, silently walking into the room and placing the takeout containers on her lap as she sat down at the chair at which she said before, examining Charlie's composure as he spoke, trying to see his mood. She guessed that what he was talking about was serious, relating to when he coughed up blood, and possibly life-threatening. She wasn't a medic, but she could do her best to find one if the need arose.[/i]
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"I'm sorry, Charlie," [i]Alyssa whispered, walking over to Chuck, and twisting the knife inside his chest, aiming to further stab it through his heart and widen the wound. She didn't know how Charlie would react to her doing such a horrible deed, but she was rather a selfish person inside. Selfish when it came to these sort of things.[/i]
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[i]Chuck lurched forward, but Charlie held him down. Chuck's body twitched and jolted around, but soon started to fade. Upon fully fading his voice could be heard.[/i] "Charlie, remember to watch out for Charlotte. She'll be coming for you. And you, Miss Alyssa, when you're transported out of here you may have to find assistance without Charlie's help sadly. With his wound he may die in the transfer. Goodbye you two and have a nice life. Transfer from room number 1001 1110 to designation dojo courtyard in 3...2...1..." [i]Shortly after "1" Alyssa's vision went blank and she felt immense pain. After a few seconds she was in the courtyard, laying next to a limp and possibly dead Charlie. [/i]
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[i]Alyssa shrieked, and quickly ran over to Charlie, pulling off his shirt, her bright green eyes examining the placement of the wound. If it was placed in just the right spot, she'd be able to heal him without using a swisido rune, however she didn't dare get her hopes up.[/i]
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[i]The knife was right around the edge of his heart. Too close for Alyssa to tell it was actually hit or not. His breathing was extremely shallow.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa took a deep breath, pulling out her pen, and beginning to scrawl a complicated rune just underneath the knife wound. She soon finished, and the rune glowed, beginning to mend the wound on Charlie's chest extraordinarily carefully; flesh regrowing, skin stitching itself back together, and blood regenerating quickly inside his body. However, if the knife had struck Charlie's heart, then that wound would stay. Alyssa gulped, and her job was done; all she could do was hope that Charlie wouldn't die.[/i] ((MP= 500 - x)) ((MP= 500 - 50)) ((MP= 450))
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[i]The rune had no affect. Charlie's mouth barely moved as he tried to speak.[/i] "Get...t-the..." [i]His one arm slowly moved to his left, but before he could point at something it stopped. His breathing is now irregular and his eye color fading.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa turned her head towards where Charlie pointed, frantically searching for what he needed. She didn't think about what would happen if Charlie died, or at least she tried not to.[/i]
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Edited by Cthulhu Agent: 10/4/2016 1:57:08 AM[i]Charlie lightly grabbed onto Alyssa's forearm. When she looked at him his eyes were now blue and he had the exact same smile from the first time she walked through the door.[/i] "Stop. Everything is alright. Because of you I got to live and get out of room for once." [i]Tears ran down his cheek.[/i] "I'll be okay, just go find help for yourself. You're hurt and need help. Be selfish and leave me."
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"N-no...." [i]Tears were forming in Alyssa's eyes, wondering how he could be smiling with such a wound.[/i] "If you want me to be selfish, then I'm staying right here," [i]She said, grasping Charlie's arm as she continued frantically searching for whatever it was.[/i] "Just... just don't die.... If you die, I swear to God I'll kill you...."
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[i]She stumbles upon a strange.copper coin. One side was completely black from a burn mark and the other had some strange etchings on it.[/i] "Alyssa, that's swee..." [i]His eyes rolled back and his breathing stopped.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa couldn't believe it. She held back hysteria, quickly grabbing the coin, and placing her in her right palm as she knelt besides Charlie's neck. Placing her right palm so the coin was pressed to Charlie's chest, her left hand on top of it, she began chest compressions, trying to get him to breath. Placing her lips on Charlie's, she continued to provide CPR, rather frantically and desperate.[/i]
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[i]Charlie's breathing starts back up, but it's extremely shallow.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa continued the CPR, careful not to get her hopes up, although it wasn't easy, her heart jumping as Charlie began to breath. She tried flipping the coin, to see if that did anything.[/i]
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[i]His breathing stopped and all of visible vains started turning black. His muscles spasming at random.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa jolted in surprise, flipping the coin back to the lighter side, continuing CPR.[/i]
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[i]The vains that were black stayed that way, but his breathing came back. Overtime his breathing became normal and he started to open his eyes.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa finally stopped the CPR, leaving her right palm pressing the coin to Charlie's chest. She let out a sob, pressing her forehead to Charlie's neck.[/i] "Charlie...." [i]She murmured, panting for air.[/i]
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[i]Charlie's eyes opened wide and he pushed Alyssa away.[/i] "Who the hell are you?"
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"I-y-you don't know...." [i]Alyssa stared at Charlie, a sadness that she'd never in her life felt before easily seen on her face[/i] "Wh-who I... am...?" [i]She was in shock, denial, disbelief. How could Charlie forget her? After what she'd just been through, how would Charlie[/i] dare [i]forget her? Alyssa felt to the ground, tears rolling from her eyes.[/i] "I-I'm Alyssa... I... y-y'know... I...." [i]She fell into silence, staring at the ground.[/i]
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[i]Charlie knelt down to her and put his hand on her shoulder.[/i] "I'm sorry, but I think you have me..." He looks around at the surrounding area and then down at his black vains. "How did I get out of the room?" He looks back at Alyssa. "Oh, no." He hugs her. "I'm so sorry! Alyssa, I'm so sorry that my memory has been wiped of you! You poor, girl."
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[i]Charlie talking to her like she was thirteen was too much for her; she let out a sob, then stood up.[/i] "I-I... see you around, Charlie...." [i]With that, she turned and sprinted away, not turning back.[/i] ((End, unless Charlie decides to follow.))
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[i]Charlie sprints after her, easily keeping up.[/i] "Please, don't leave me! If you got me out of that room then I must've loved you and I don't give up on loved ones!"
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[i]Hearing those words come out of Charlie's mouth was like being stabbed by a knife. Her throat constricted, tears flooding her eyes.[/i] "I-I'm sorry, what?" [i]She said, pretending as though she'd never met Charlie before. It was for the best, that they never saw each other again.[/i]
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"Oh, don't act like you don't know me! I'm a psychiatrist, I see right through that bullsh*t. Now, stop running Miss Alyssa! F*ck memory loss, I still love you."
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"B-b...." [i]Alyssa didn't know what to do, backing away from Charlie.[/i] "Why? Y-you c-can't j-j-j-just say that... when you don't even know me...." [i]She said the last part in a whisper, inaudible to Charlie, however he could easily read her lips.[/i]
