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Post by sildante on Feb 22, 2007 17:10:02 GMT
*Sil didnt say anything, waiting for her answer*
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 17:21:00 GMT
*Lyn was breathing so fast it hurt.*
"He's..."
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Post by Mercy Grace on Feb 22, 2007 20:12:03 GMT
She looked over at Lyn "He's What?"
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 20:33:49 GMT
"He's...Rouvin's..."
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Post by sildante on Feb 22, 2007 20:37:13 GMT
*Sil sighed. It was most likely his wound but a tear fell down his face. He felt depressed being in this hospital bed, unable to move*
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 20:38:42 GMT
*Lyn was crying, but she tried to not let them see.*
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Post by Mercy Grace on Feb 22, 2007 20:47:00 GMT
She looked down at Sil seeing his tear and brushed it off running her fingers through his hair since she knew he seemed happy when she always did it. She looked over at Lyn and sighed. "If Dante knows he may kill everyone around him, I won't let him touch Sil again, but this madness has to stop, Sil is my husband for christ sakes"
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 20:49:29 GMT
*Lyn was angry. She had no-one to love...and being in the nasty mood she was in, she needed to do something drastic...*
"Th-then again..."
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Post by Mercy Grace on Feb 22, 2007 20:51:29 GMT
She looked at her "Then again what"
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Post by sildante on Feb 22, 2007 20:51:33 GMT
*Sil looked over at her, wondering what she was up to*
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 20:52:40 GMT
"Oh no...oh no, oh shit..."
*Lyn pretended to be shocked.*
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Post by Mercy Grace on Feb 22, 2007 21:00:34 GMT
She was losing her patience "What Lyn Spit it out!"
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 21:02:17 GMT
"IT COULDV'E BEEN SIL OKAY?"
*Lyn stormed out of the room.*
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Post by Mercy Grace on Feb 22, 2007 21:08:31 GMT
Her eyes went wide "No fucking way" She looked down at Sil in that moment her trust and Sil was questioned.
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Post by Dante Valentino on Feb 22, 2007 21:11:29 GMT
*Lyn stood halfway down the corridor secretly amused with herself, but she kept crying.*
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