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Lyra: -resolves into her normal form- Then I could slowly vent the atmosphere and let you die a long, miserable doubtless death.
-sets them back up, and knocks them back down- -
Alanna: Go right ahead. -takes her husbands hand-
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-slowly wakes up and just lays there- -
Lyra: Or, your days could consist of having one heart attack after another, an endless stream until you talk.
-goes back inside to the kitchen- -
Alanna: Both sound just fantastic. Right honey?
Daren: OF course. ^-^
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-shiftsand walks outside, hunting- -
Lyra: Fine. -pumps in nacrozene gas, paralzing them-
-looks out the window- -
Alanna: -they were still holding hands-
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-crouches, watching a group of ducks- -
Fredric: -Comes in with Blue Team and hauls them off to a medical wing, placing them in restrained beds with a ton of medical equiptment around them-
-Sighs- -
-springs and takes out two birds, the rest flying off into the air quickly-
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Michael: -watches the birds fly away in the distance-
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-lays down and starts to eat slowly-
(God.. My right hip is in so much pain.) -
-sighs, wishing they would hunt together-
[What happened?
I'm getting into the OC Game...] -
Ally: -trots through the forest-
(I don't know that's the problem. Yesterday it hurt and now after track practice I don't even want to walk. I have a high pain tolerance too. So I haven't said anything to mom who's a nurse.) -
-sets a coffee mug down-
[Sorry. Did you hit anything?] -
Ally: -leedleedlelee-
(No. I don't know what I did. I think it's from doing this leg things on the hard floor and when I do I hit my hips on the hard floor.) -
-goes out front and just looks outside-
[We got a plot twist incoming...
That's what I'd say. My arms are done.]
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