Hey Taylor.
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Thread Topic: Hey Taylor.
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Reea: Follow me. *walks into a room filled with various items of interest, such as games and pictures*
*shakes head*
Tiger...Flame, Elacie! -
Taylor: Flames gone Dark. For now. Elacie...Um. *blinks*
*laying limp against Reea, still not breathing* -
*face pales, eyes darken*
Tiger...I don't feel good.
Reea: *sits on a couch, sighing and still holding Elacie* Can you take Dark over to the restroom over there? She's sick from something in Flame's claws. Most likely needs to throw up. -
Taylor: Sure. *walks over to the bathroom, sitting Dark down* Whats wrong with El? *stands at the door*
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*shuts the door lightly*
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Reea: El's....hm. Can't say. -
Taylor: Cant say, as in dont know, or cant say as in I wont tell you?
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Reea: Strange as it sounds, both.
*door flings open, storms out*
*arms are bleeding*
Heheheheh....I hurt myself. By accident. Stupid metal... -
Taylor: *frowns shaking his head* Dark...I dont know how you can cross the road alone. What did you do?
I smell blood, Reea. -
Slipped on the floor and hit a razor West brought.
*hastily closes the door*
I brushed my teeth though.
Reea: Dark's... -
*opens one eye, shimmering red* She's always bleeding. I feel sick.
Taylor: Good job Dark. -
*nods, nomming on a leaf*
*pokes two dots of her blood on Taylor's neck*
Now you're a vampire. Rawr.
Reea: *covers her eyes* She's a fail without help sometimes. -
I know. *sighs, curling into a ball on his chest*
Taylor: *laughs, grabbing her wrist* -
Reea: *strokes her hair*
*raises an eye*
That's my wristy. I felt that. -
Taylor: Yes silly. I know. Can you feel your head now?
Reea?
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