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| Corynder | Mar 27 2008, 02:31 AM Post #1 |
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Arti'ws m? a? xrusope'dillos A?u'ws.
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Konan stagged through the bush slowly, holding onto the small sharp paper knife so hard that her hand was white, blood dripping down her hair, her face, her neck, soaking the shredded clothes and leaving a trail on the ground and on the bushes around her. It wasn't all hers but hers kept it going, kept the trail up, and she hoped they were too distracted trying to help their friend to bother following it. She shook and stumbled over the smallest stones, tears streaming down her face and washing away the blood, the dirt and the other things, making strange clean trails in amongst the grime. She kept stumbling over the smallest thing, she kept grabbing for branches or bushes for support, the physical shock from the wounds starting to mercifcally numb everything else. They'd died. Both of them. After all they'd tried to do, after all they'd overcome, endless starvation, people trying to kill them, illness, fights with other orphans for food and for shelter, older sick men and women trying to use them for god knows what, surviving everything that live tried to kill them with, they'd died. She could barely breathe, Konan gasped for air, her throat had swolloen up, and the ache inside hurt far worse than the one outside. Konan was almost glad when she accidently knocked into bushes and trees, glad for the physical pain that distracted her from the other. Konan saw darkness, felt it pull at her, and assuming it was finally her death, she shut her eyes and fell into it without resistance. -Exit though portal- |
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| Shino176 | Mar 27 2008, 06:59 AM Post #2 |
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SCHOOL RUMBLE FTW!
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Nagato half walked, half crawled acros the ground. He was still in a state of mental shock. He had his own thoughts and memories and emotions, but his face and his body were now those of one of the main people in his memories, his best friend Yahiko. And to top it off, Konan had gone missing in the fight. What if she had been killed? Images of her broken body filled his mind, causing his..no, Yahiko's already tear stained face to become even moreso. As he moved, he came upon a bloody trail, and a shred of clothing. His fumbling hands picked up the cloth, and recognized it as Konans. But the sight of the blood took away that momentary happiness. If she was still alive, she was obviously injured. But he still had to try and find her. He crawled along, following the path, almost on his hands and knees, his hand getting cut on sharp rocks, but he ignored it, his blood mixing with that which was already on the ground. He wasn't even paying attention to the portal until he was right up against it, and was already through it by the time he realized something was wrong. |
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