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Thursday, December 29, 2011

My Enemy, My Son-An OJ RP (Chp18)

*Thrax and the other males went to gather what the needed, seperating to gather more ground8

*there's a thudding sound near wher Thrax is moving*

Thrax; 8looked round8

*there are sounds of a breif scuffle and a hiss of pain then a cry as someone runs off but there is someone left8

Thrax; 8creeps closer8

*a female is slumped against a wall, her shoulder bloody, she's ozzy's age (cellular age not viral) if not younger, Shes' clutching her shoulder which has an arrow protruding from it*

Female: *takes off her belt and folds it in half and bites on itas she rips the arrow from her shoulder, not usually a good idea but not much choice in this situation

NS: *leans against the wall, breathing heavily*Nnng... *she looks up at the wall of the building she's leaned ag aisnt and frowns, wondering wher ethe he ck she is*

Thrax; Who what are you/

NS: 8turns toh im removing her hand from her bloody shoulder at once* I could ask you the same thing.... *immediately defencive though she's in no condition to be fighting*

Thrax; 8saw the wound8 Please let me help you.

NS: 8puts her hand back to her shoulder* it's not hing... *yeah... that's why it's bleeding all over*

Thrax; 8didn't look convince8

NS: *looks at him* What are you?

Thrax; 8didn't know weather to trust her or not8

NS: *grips her shoulder, also seemingly unsure whether or not to trust him*

Thrax; 8looked at the time then gathered his bags and quicly ran off8

*as he graps his things and tursn to leave she falls to her knees, too weak to stand for loss of blood*

Thrax; 8turned round then sighed, gathering her in his arms and carried her to the den8

NS: *eyes widen* What... waht are you doing?

Thrax; Easy now you're hurt rather badly8

NS: i'm fine... I'm fien... I can make it alone... *though she doesnt' sound as though she's convinced herself of that and she sounds tired mentally*

Thrax; 8doesn't listen and carries her inside8

8the other males were already there8

NS: *peers around at the others in the room* Where have you takenme?

Thrax; This is our home well for now.

*fright flashes by her eyes as she looks at the other rather firightening looking people in the room*

Sapphire: Thrax? What?

Thrax; I found her on the streets, she's wounded.

Sapphire: What is she?

Thrax; Frank knows my love.

Ozzy: 8is still asleep, sucking his thumb*

8the other children are also still asleep8

NS: *looks at them and is reminded of young vampires... then feeling a pang of homesickness she turns her head away from the others and fights back tears*

Thrax; 8gently sets her on the bed8

NS: *peers up at thrax, her hand clutching her bloody shoulder*

Thrax; 8sets the bags down then takes out a first aid kit then tends to her shoulder8

NS: *grits her teeth and allows it to be tended, by the timehe's done she's passed out*

Thrax; 8gently lay her on the bed8

Sapphire: She's not much older than ozzy was when we chose him.

Thrax; 8nods, looking st the girl8

NS: *is flushed, tears lingering on her cheeks, but she had allowed her wound to be tended and appears to behaving a rough time*

Thrax; 8stroked her hair8

NS: 8stirrs a bit, but doesn't wake up*

Sapphire: *softly* waht are you thinking Thrax?

Thrax; What happened to her and ho did she get here/

Sapphire: I suppose that will have to wait for when she wakes up

Thrax; 8nods8

Sapphire: what are you going to do with her?

Thrax; I'm not sure at the minute, my love.

Sapphire: *nods and gentlky bounces their baby* Shhh little one... Don't cry... mummy's got you... Shhh... *pats his back*

Thrax; 8stroked their son's face8

Ozzy:* sniffles soflty in his sleep and cuddles8

Thrax; We got all we need.

Sapphire: *nods and smiles* We'll find a new home love... *strokes his cheek*

Thrax; 8sighs8 Hopefully.

Sapphire: *kisses him tenderly*

Thrax; 8kisses her bck8

Sapphire: *nuzzles him and gently bounces their son*

Thrax; We'll have to see what happens once she wakes.

*The others looked at them8

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