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Post by nickydear on Feb 10, 2010 23:37:48 GMT -5
The Mime grimaced, holding his side as he tried with all his will power to not shift back into Nicky. He wasn't heartless; if he turned back into Nicky, the effeminate young man would also feel the pain. The Mime had just attempted to rob a rich bitch and ended up getting shot thrice in the side. If he shifted into Nicky, he would be relieved of the pain only to force it on Nicholas who wouldn't be able to change back into the Mime. Try as he might, the purple haired young man faded, revealing Nicholas Queen, the young blond man who dressed like a woman.
Nicky pressed the back of his head against the stone that was behind him, moaning pitifully. He did not like this. He had no clue at all where he was or what happened. All he knew was that he was bleeding and his side hurt like hell. He groaned again, gritting his teeth together. How annoying. What had the Mime done now to make him hurt this much? The idiot usually did minor things like hijacking cars and blowing up schools (minor...?). He never did something too extreme except now. What the hell had happened? Nicky pressed both of his hands against his side in a weak attempt to stem the blood flow. It wasn't working.
Letting out a pitiful whimper, Nicky slumped against the stone he was against, praying to Prince that someone would find him.
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Post by Moriko on Feb 10, 2010 23:56:37 GMT -5
Moriko walked calmly through the cemetery, not really knowing why she was here in the first place. She didn't even currently know where Kanna was. Smooth move. Losing Kanna, I mean. Shut up before I end up smacking you.. Oo! Someone's touchy. I'm serious, I'll smack you so hard and I won't see you again until Tuesday. Yowch, okay, I'll be quiet now.. Smart choice. Losing Kanna was one of the very few things that could really piss Moriko off, which is exactly why she was mad. To top it off,she hears a gun shot, which made her ears begin to ring. Uh-oh, that seems to be the icing on the cake.. He flinched away and went into a submissive pose as she glared down at him, walking off to the source of the sound. It turns out a mime with dark hair had been shot in the side by a rich woman. Hmph. Walking over, she grabbed the woman's shoulder and slapped her. "Do you think you have the right to shoot whoever you want in the middle of public?!" The woman stared and Moriko took the gun and began to bend it as the woman ran. Serves her right. Damn straight.
Moriko looked over to the boy, who had changed from dark hair to light hair and seemed to be confused. She looked down to the side and saw he was bleeding pretty badly while holding his side. Sighing a bit, she bent down on her knees and moved the boy's hands from his side. You're actually gonna help this kid?I'm not just gonna leave him here to die. You should, it's his own fault for getting shot in the first place. You obviously forget where I come from. ...Oh yeah... Yup.. With that, she gathered some water and began to heak the boy. "You okay? How do you feel?"
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Post by nickydear on Feb 11, 2010 18:33:39 GMT -5
Vaguely, Nicky felt someone near-by. He didn't know who but he thanked Prince that he had (inadvertently though it may be) sent someone to save Nicholas. Shit... The person said something? Was it the crazy woman who shot Mime? Was Mime okay?! Nicky couldn't tell. Mime's presence in his mind was, decidedly, absent and otherwise null and ineffective. That was usually a negative sign and meant either Nicky was very badly injured due to Mime's stunts or Mime was practically dead.
"You okay? How do you feel?"
How did he feel? Well, for one thing, his hair was probably not in the best shape. That was something to be frowned upon. His side hurt, his fingers were sticky, he felt faint. Overall, Nicky would say, if he had the strength to talk that is, he was doing quite well and felt like doing jumping jacks. How did he feel. He felt horrible. That much should be obvious. He managed a pitiful moan and was able to crack his eyes open slightly to peer at the person -a girl.
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Post by Moriko on May 16, 2010 11:28:51 GMT -5
Moriko looked at the boy as he moaned and slightly opened his eyes. "Okay, stupid question, got it." It really was kind of stupid.. I mean, he got shot. Of course he wouldn't be okay. you really just want me to hurt you, don't you? No, not really.. Then why do you keep talking? Why do I have to be quiet? Because most of the time when I say something you have a smart-ass reply and it pisses me off even more than I already am. But you know that's how I am. I also know it wouldn't kill you to either be quiet or say something nice for once. True, it won't kill me, but that doesn't mean I'll do it.. Then you best keep that muzzle of yours shut. Technically-- Never mind. Good choice.
Moriko sighed a bit, but gathered some water and formed it into ice. "This may hurt a bit.." She told him as she placed the ice spear-like tool inside the bullet hole. "It'll also be cold.." She told him as she picked out the bullet. Placing the bullet aside, she made the ice back into water and washed the blood out. She then made the water encircle her hand as she placed it on his wound. Her hands began to glow as the wound began to heal. "Why did she shoot you?" She asked him as she looked at him.
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What Moriko looks like with her hair down.