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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 10, 2010 4:57:50 GMT -5
She looked at Mal before getting up to follow Doc. "Do I not have blood at your place?" she asked. "Than where do I get my blood?" She wasn't sure she wanted to know so she added. "Don't answer that."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 10, 2010 5:01:22 GMT -5
"Honestly?" He asked. "I have no idea. I tend not to ask," he shrugged. He was no white hat. More a dark grey. "I know, I should, but the less I know, the lesss chance I get killed for it by someone."
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Post by Maya on Jan 10, 2010 11:13:26 GMT -5
I looked around the room, my eyes wide and confused. It was a small apartment, reasonably bare, without any frills or luxuries. There were a few odd items that I recognised from some of my reading into the dark arts and a bookshelf filled with books I would have loved to get my hands on if I wasn't so scared. I looked down at myself, and cried out again, realising that I was naked but for a towel tied around me as though I had just come out of the shower. What the hell was going on??? I also noted oddly that I seemed a little more developed in some areas than I was yesterday. I grabbed some clothes from a pile on the floor and threw them on, baffled by their perfect fit. I found a bag by the door which I began going through, having determined that I was alone in this place. I soon came across a wallet, in which I found ID... my ID. Or at least, it had my name on it, and a picture of me... though there was something off about that... but I had never seen the card before. On top of that, the rest of the bag was full of weapons. Stakes I had seen before, but there was scary stuff in here, and magical ingredients too... whoever had bought me here was into some crazy stuff... Dread flowed through me... something really bad was happening here... maybe the dudes in cloaks did this to me? But that didn't make sense... they would have done this earlier if they could... plus it seemed pretty obvious that their main goal was to stab me.
I went to the window, and peered out, careful to keep myself hidden from anyone who might be looking the other way. My jaw dropped.... Seriously, where the hell was I???
I had never seen this city before. This made no sense. I could feel my fear building, quickly taking over from my initial insticts to work out what was happening. Someone was messing with me, again. Why wouldn't they just leave me alone? Why me? What did they want with me?? Tears rolled down my face. I wished that I could rewind time just a few months. I wished that my parents were still here and I hadn't been so stupid and stubborn and messed with dumb things I didn't understand.
I stood staring out of the window on this strange city, wondering how I got here, why I didn't remember anything, and why someone would do this to me...
But the more I thought about it all, the practical part of me was deciding that whoever did this could be back any moment. I needed to get out of here. I wiped my eyes, grabbed a stake from the wierd bag, and tried the door. It wasn't locked. More confused than ever, I ventured out, with no idea where I was going, or what I needed to find... just knowing that if I stayed in the apartment, I was where they wanted me. I had lost everything already, and I wasn't about to let them get me.
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 10, 2010 15:06:16 GMT -5
"Great, anyways, hospital?" she asked when they reached the sewer entrance. "How far is it from here?" She picked up the cover with out any difficulty and peaked down. She wasn't sure why but she did. After hearing and seeing nothing she jumped down, landing on her feet.
She looked up, "Are you coming?"
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 11, 2010 2:14:34 GMT -5
"Right with you," Doc said getting up. As he took a step, something flew through him. A... feeling. something was wrong, but...
He shook his head ignoring it as he headed for the sewers. Nothing major, he thought. Still... Still... Why did he have the strangest feeling something really, really bad had happened?
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 11, 2010 2:21:29 GMT -5
He looked worried momentarily, "Are you alright?" He was doing so much to help her but the sudden change in him was a bit worry some. The stench of the sewers this time wasn't so offensive as before and she was happy to find it not quite so strong, though she was sure she was going to end up smelling like the sewer when they were done with this whole thing.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 11, 2010 2:24:05 GMT -5
"Yes... No... Maybe," he said all at once, shaking his head as he joined her. "Ever get the feeling something really, really wrong had happened, but you couldn't pin down why? I mean, no just bad. Really bad. Not quite end of hte world, but almost. Just about," he shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe I'm finally going mad."
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 11, 2010 2:33:07 GMT -5
"I probably have, but not that I can remember," she replied passing it off. She hadn't felt it but she had felt dread. Like something might be wrong but... "Certainly no where near the end of the world type."
Being in the dark about your own life was not fun and she was clinging to the hope that the hospital would reveal answers to their current problem.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 11, 2010 2:36:34 GMT -5
"Huh..." Doc grunted as they headed towards the hospital, glad he'd taken time to at least get a rudimentry plan of the system memorised. "Probably nothing. I hope..." Cause something that bad he really didn't need right now.
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 11, 2010 2:43:01 GMT -5
She only nodded not saying anything. As she looked around in the semi darkness she was glad for the moment that she was a vampire, even if she had to dodge the few stray beams of light that the sun had managed to push through the concrete.
((lol, luv, lets have them arrive at the hospital))
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 11, 2010 3:00:59 GMT -5
"Alright, this is it," he said, heading upa ladder and pushing the cover up and looking around. "Oh look, perfect place for you," he said looking down at her with a cheeky grin. "Morgue. You know, where they store dead bodies until they're ready to be moved. Or the Coroner's ready for them."
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 11, 2010 3:34:34 GMT -5
"You are a very cruel man, now get," she replied, temper getting short. He was playing games when they were close to a clue?
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jan 11, 2010 4:33:21 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah, don't get your panties in a twist," he muttered, climbing through the trap door. "Yeesh, you had even less sense of humour when you were human," He walked to the door, sticking his head out. "Okay, blood bank to the left, memoryless people to the right. Where to, your worshipfulness?"
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Post by Maya on Jan 11, 2010 11:04:04 GMT -5
Hiding the stake in the jacket I had taken, I made my way through the unfamiliar streets. I jumped at every sound, avoided people as much as possible, and felt a nearly uncontrollable urge to run whenever I saw anyone in a hood.
As I passed a news stand, I suddenly stopped, staring at the papers being sold there. Was I going totally crazy?
"What date is it?" I snapped at the vendor. He gave me a withering look, and pointed to the nearest paper,
"Cant you read?" He replied rudely.
My head was swimming, my breath coming way too fast. This wasn't possible. This had to be some cruel trick... cos last time I checked it was 2003. Where had nearly 7 years gone?
I felt sick. 7 years.... would someone have found Ben? I left him there in that alley and I dont know what happened to him... If they found him, he would be long buried by now, and everyone would think I had just abandonned him...! How could 7 years just disappear? Why could I not remember anything? What was happening to me?
I made a snap decision, which in retrospect made very little sense, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I asked the rude guy directions to the hospital, and set off at a run. All I had to hold on to was the hope that someone might be able to tell me what was wrong with me. I needed someone to explain!
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jan 12, 2010 2:11:54 GMT -5
"Let's try and find a connection to help us find this demon," she wasn't interested in finding any blood. She didn't feel hungry but that was assuming that vampires felt the hunger like humans did. She never really asked one how it felt. The thought never accord to her and at the current moment she was wishing it had.
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