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12/31/2015 2:56:22 AM
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[i] The shadows work throughout her body, inside and out, covering her body. Whatever damage was caused to her, internal or external, seems to knit itself back together, as if the damage was never caused.[/i]
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[b]The damage does seem to reverse, but her blank stare doesn't return like her complexion. Neither does her voice.[/b]
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[i] He sheathes the sword, knowing his blade healed her of all physical damage. Mental though...that wasn't one of its capabilities. He places a hand on the side of her face.[/i] "Anumi, say something."
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[b]She blinks... Though, it's more of an eyelid flutter.[/b] [i][u]"Damien..."[/u][/i]
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"Who's Damien?" [i]He asks gently, his hand still on her face.[/i]
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[b]Her mentality is shot... She doesn't seem to hear the question. She simply sits on the bed, gazing at Lance through a long drawn out blink.[/b]
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[spoiler]Jesus Christ, throw me a bone here XD[/spoiler] [i]Lance, guessing that's it's PTSD of sorts, takes her hand in his and holds it, sitting next to her.[/i]
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[b]She tilts her head in manner of strange curiosity...[/b] [i][u]"I... Feel like... He is in... The room..."[/u][/i]
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"Who, Damien, or Caldon?"
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[i][u]"Damien..."[/u][/i]
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"There's no one here Anumi but me and you."
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[b]She scrunches her face at the shadows of the room. She watches them carefully.[/b]
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[i]Lance turns his head, looking where she is looking.[/i]
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[b]Its empty. Dead black. Anumi shuffles in the bed.[/b] [i][u]"Can I go back?"[/u][/i] [b]The question seems directed.[/b]
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"Are you speaking to me, or your mysterious friend?"
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[i][u]"You... Lance..."[/u][/i]
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[spoiler]is he about to meet Damien?[/spoiler] [i]He nods.[/i] "If you think you're okay enough."
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[b]She shudders in anticipation. Something, told her this is what she needed to do.[/b]
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[i] He grabs her hand and teleports to the Avalon.[/i]
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[b]Immediately a large group of medical spot them and rush over. The one in lead looks like a doctor of some kind.[/b] [i]"Thank god! We've searched every where for her!"[/i] [b]They all move in a strange fashion, as if fake. The doctor however, seems normal...[/b]
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[i] Lance glances them over, his gaze settling on the Doctor.[/i] "What are you?" [i] He says, still holding Anumi's hand.[/i]
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[b]The doctor raises an eyebrow.[/b] [i]"Chief of medical staff... Sawyer has instructed me to take care of her... What are [b]you[/b]?"[/i] [b]The question seems to layered with a deep meaning, as if someone wanted to know what Lance truly was.[/b] [i]"I'll take her to the med bay to rest and prep her for a evaluation." [/i]
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Edited by Will: 12/31/2015 4:51:25 AM[i]Lance sneers at the doctor.[/i] "That's not important. Although I took care of her physical injuries. Brain hemorrhaging, I think. Although I'm not sure about her mental state."
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[i]"And you sir... Have been a great deal of help..."[/i] [b]He holds out a hand for Anumi. She takes a wobbly step forward.[/b] [i]"Miss Aldon is quite important... And it seems she favors you for a reason..."[/i] [b]The doctor steadies her with and arm. At this point, she doesn't care what touches her.[/b]
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[i]Lance nods.[/i] "Take care of her." [i] He turns his back and starts to walk away.[/i]
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[b]The doctor leads her to one of the many rooms in the bay and lays her on a bed. He never did ask how Lance got there... But who was he to know?[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
