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Post by Tellie on Jul 12, 2007 20:13:28 GMT -5
Nodding, David leaned in closer to look at the scratch along her face when her eyes opened. "Lucky?" he whispered.
"David?" she asked quietly, then touched her arm, wincing with pain. "What happened?"
"You fell." He smiled gratefully and gave her a little kiss on her unharmed cheek. "I'm glad you're better now."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 12, 2007 20:16:49 GMT -5
Spot ran off, calling Blondie's name. Still no luck. He was in an alley when he heard someone behind him. Before he could turn around, it was too late. Something hard hit his head and everything went black.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 12, 2007 20:30:19 GMT -5
"Think you can stand up?" David asked, holding her hand.
"I can try." Lucky tried to sit up, but fell back down. "I guess that's a no," she told him, smiling weakly.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 13, 2007 9:05:43 GMT -5
Blondie walked back over to the group, wiping her eyes. They were swollen and puffy. "Sorry about that guys," she said. "How're you feeling, Lucky?"
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Post by Tellie on Jul 13, 2007 9:14:51 GMT -5
(( Sorry! My internet is stupid. ))
"Better." Lucky nodded. "Though I can't move any." She smiled up at David, who smiled back and glanced up at Blondie.
"Where's Spot?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 13, 2007 9:27:58 GMT -5
((haha it's ok))
"I dunno. I thought he was with you," Blondie said. She was still very mad at Spot, but she felt this worry knot in her stomach.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 13, 2007 10:38:44 GMT -5
David looked worriedly at Blondie. "We need to find him. It's not good for him to be out here all by himself, especially after what just happened. He'll end up shot or thrown into the river."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 13, 2007 10:42:36 GMT -5
Blondie nodded. She went looking for Spot, calling his name. She came back with no Spot. She was hysterical. "What if something bad happened to him? What if we find him dead somewhere and I have to live knowing that our last conversation was a fight?" she asked starting to tear up again.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 13, 2007 10:45:54 GMT -5
Lucky, with David's help, managed to sit up and lean against the wall. She held her arms out to Blondie to hold her friend, which was basically the extent of what she could do at the moment. "It's okay. We'll find him."
David looked down the alleyway. "I'll go search for him. You two stay here. Lucky, don't move, make sure you don't injure yourself any more."
"Where am I going to go?" she retorted over the top of Blondie's head. "I can barely even sit up, let alone walk."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 13, 2007 10:49:47 GMT -5
Blondie sat against the wall beside Lucky. "I'm never gonna forgive myself if something happens to him," she said through her tears. "It's all my fault."
((heheh she said the same thing Spot said about her))
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Post by Race on Jul 13, 2007 10:53:05 GMT -5
"Oh hold up Jacobs!" Max yelled, "He's my little brudda and you ain't goin' witout me!"
"or me" Jack said, "Race can stay wit Lucky."
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Post by Tellie on Jul 13, 2007 10:54:53 GMT -5
"Shhh...." Lucky comforted Blondie, rocking back and forth like a mother with her baby. She looked up and nodded a little at them.
David sighed. "All right, fine. Let's go." He looked at the girls for a moment before heading off.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 13, 2007 10:57:50 GMT -5
((meanwhile...))
Spot opened his eyes. His head was killing him. He tried to move but he couldn't. Every muscle in his body ached. He moaned and looked around. He had no idea where he was at. He guessed he was in an abandoned apartment building. There was no furniture at all and no one else was in the room. "I gotta get outta here," he thought. He tried to move again but couldn't The room was dark but his eyes had adjusted.
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Post by Race on Jul 13, 2007 10:59:45 GMT -5
Race sighed,sitting down next to Lucky," Ya sure ya gunna be okay Lucks?" he asked.
"So help me if anyone did anything ta Spot.." Max muttered.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 13, 2007 11:05:31 GMT -5
Lucky nodded. "Yeah, I'll be okay. I just wanna know why it's so hard to walk!" She sat Blondie up, allowing her to rest her head on her shoulder, and pulled up her blood-stained skirt a bit, revealing an awful scratch that seemed to run the entire length of her leg. She made a face. "Oh. That might be why."
David nodded. "I know." He heard a noise in one of the alleyways they were passing and pressed his finger to his lip, indicating that they should remain quiet for a moment.
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