A beautiful day

Laminas Coelestis

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Oct 10, 2014
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He would watch as she awoke 20 minutes from the time he had laid her against the wall despite her own injuries and such she would proceed to worry about him, such a sweet and innocent girl she had not deserved what had been thrust upon her, the world was ill and it may never be cured, it made his stomach churn in disgust.

She would fall back into unconsciousness again she was scared and worried more for him than herself it hurt him deep within. He could not help but think that perhaps this was somewhat his fault, quickly sliding that thought from his mind as that was an impossible feat it could not be in any part due to a fault of his.

He would tear up a little before finally beginning to move the bodies of the dead men carrying them away further into the alleyway and popping them into a different bin he would pick up his phone and begin calling emergency services giving a rundown of Bala's location he would hide in a secluded spot of the alley watching her to make sure she got taken in safely.

He would watch as an ambulance pulled in and began to carry her out of the alleys and into the ambulance he would smile clearing his mind of at least one hardship he would for a moment fear he had left his weapon bedside the bin but chuckle lightly when he realised he had it right beside him.

He hoped she would be alright after this tragedy, and would wait in the same spot for ten minutes even upon her leave.
 

PrincessKC

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Oct 14, 2014
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Bala wakes up in the hospital the next morning. After the doctors check in with her she is allowed the use of her cell phone and immediately calls Tyrek.

"Ty? Ty it's me . . . Bala . . . Are you ok? I don't remember much from last night . . . just a lot of blood. I just talked with the doctors and they said I'm going to be fine . . . I just need a lot of rest." A tear rolls down Bala's cheek. "Please, say something. Ty I'm really worried about you. Did you go to a hospital? Please don't tell me you went home . . . "

Bala starts crying harder. "Sorry . . .this is stupid . . . you're still just a stranger to me. Why am I worrying about a stranger? I can't figure it out." A small laugh comes out of her. "I must seem like such an idiot to you. I'm so sorry about everything . . . "
 

Laminas Coelestis

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He would stand up grunting exhausted and sore all over, cracking his knuckles and heading on his way home, his wounds could wait for the next day for full healing for now he would exert some of his power perhaps not the most ideal action at the moment however it was necessary cutting up pieces of his own clothes he would wrap up his own wounds in bandage like care, an interesting use of his powers.

Taking out a cigarette he would begin to smoke lighting his cig in the cold expanse of the night, he hoped that Bala would be fine, but was too exhausted to truly do much about it. He would walk for another while contemplating the days events.

Such a horrible chain of events on such a beautiful day...

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OOC:will mention the call/voicemail in another topic it's still night when this ends so the timeline would not suit, it was fun :)
 
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