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 Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 2:47 am
- | Dante | -
BLP - 3
A Shroud of Mystery   This world, what is it, what lies beyond it...
Should I fight to see, or give up and die...
Is what lies beyond worth the trouble of living? Dante watched as the man slapped Miya... He closed his eye's right before his hand hit her... But that didn't stop the noise... His eye twitched slightly as he simply shook his head before laughing... Tho the look on his face showed he was in agony... Dante wasn't one to go through pain normally... Physical pain and things like that never seemed to be an issue for him... It was when ever Miya got hurt... And he couldn't do anything that caused him pain... The heart rate monitor hooked up next to him began to beat irregularly... "I'm gonna... make you regret that... p***k..." He said as a somewhat cracked looking grin grew on his face...
"tell me... how do you enjoy being in a relationship where no one loves you but your self..." He said with a quiet laugh. "so pathetic that you need to force others to love you... and even then they still refuse... tell me... are you looking forward to dieing alone" He said before laughing once more... At this point he wasn't so much trying to piss the man off... Simply trying to open the idiots eye's... "I suggest you get your..." He coughed as blood splattered on his blanket again... leaking down his chin then running down his neck once more... "get your s**t together... other wise I'll be the one who does it for you" He said as he looked to him with that calm eiry smile... Tho it was obvious he was telling the truth... I'd rather be feared then respected...
Because this way I dont have to worry...
About Being Betrayed or Befriended... 
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 4:21 pm
~ | M I Y A x K I Y O K O x L E N O R A | ~
BLP- 6
"Mimi" or "Yoko"  Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little time The man's eyes narrowed at Dante as he spoke, his face turning slightly red with anger, and his hands clenched into shaking fists. "Why you little... I'll make you regret those words." He threatened, moving around the bed. He was on the side closest to Miya, and when she heard the threat she froze completely. Her head slowly turned as the male stopped walking, and he just started reaching towards Dante.
'No.' The thought formed in her head after she had pushed away from where she stood. Her yellow eyes glared at the older man, then before she could even think of what to do, her body moved on it's own, lunging out and grabbed the man's arm, yanking him away from Dante and, while the man staggered from the sudden move, she braced herself and rammed her shoulder into the man's chest, knocking him back.
Miya stood between Dante and her mother's partner, her eyes showing no softness, regret, or any reason to back down. "You will not touch him, or so help me god I'll get every nurse and doctor in this hall taking you to jail for causing harm to a patient." She said, her tone was practically daring him to try and strike Dante, or her again.
'Enough is enough. I won't let him push me around anymore.' She thought, glaring still as the older man glared at her, but by her tone and stance, it was a high possibility of her going through with the threat, so he just muttered something about getting even later and walked out, with a rude laugh, again daring him to try anything. When the man left, Miya walked over and shut the door. When she heard the click she turned and leaned against the door, looking at Dante.
"... You planned for that to happen, didn't you?" She said and frowned at him. To be honest, she wouldn't be surprised if he had planned for that to happen, since he did things like that to her a few times in her life. 4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Never let me sleep
I close my eyes and pray
For the garish light of day
Like a frightened child I run
From the sleep that never comes
4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only slumber never came
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock 
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 4:30 pm
- | Dante | -
BLP - 9
A Shroud of Mystery This world, what is it, what lies beyond it...
Should I fight to see, or give up and die...
Is what lies beyond worth the trouble of living? Dante just continued to smile calmly as Miya's mother's precious partner began to walk towards him... But Miya had grabbed him before h could touch him then flung her self at the giant oaf... Knocking him back and speaking... He laughed quietly to him self... But nothing loud enough to be heard... The man left... Clearly he would do something horrible later... But for now things were good... "looks like you finally did something for your self" He said with another quite laugh... Truth be told this was most likely the first... She had always leaned on others for things... Or at least that was Dante had seen...
When she questioned him of planning it all out he simply continued to smile calmly... "I don't know what it is that you are talking about" He said... But it was obvious he was lieing... Never the less he seemed to be relatively happy... Tho his clothing and jaw were still soaked with blood... "would you mind... calling the nurse... the blood is starting to dry and it's gonna get itchy soon..." He said with a somewhat nervous smile... Dante never enjoyed help to begin with... Help from strangers was just an extra little bit to piss him off... But he'd live with it... I'd rather be feared then respected...
Because this way I dont have to worry...
About Being Betrayed or Befriended...
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 7:38 pm
~ | M I Y A x K I Y O K O x L E N O R A | ~
BLP- 6
"Mimi" or "Yoko" Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little timeMiya frowned at Dante, then crossed her arms. She continued to lean on the door, staring at Dante with her eye twitching much like his does, seems he was rubbing off on her after so many years. Finally she pushed off the wall and walked over to him, inspecting the blood on the blanket, then at his shirt and jaw and sighed but nodded when he asked if she'd call the nurse. She walked over to where the little call phone was, which seemed out of reach from the bed and a frown returned to her face. 'How are hurt patients even supposed to get to these phones if they, in Dante's cause, can barely move?' She thought, but shook it off and picked up the phone, calling down to the nurse's desk and explained about the blood.
When she hung up, Miya ran a hand through her hair and looked at Dante, frowning. She looked around and found a rag - Why is this here? - in the room and walked back to Dante. She leaned on the edge of the bed and wiped the blood from his jaw, the least she could do, right? When she was done, her hand lingered for a fraction of a second before she pulled her hands back and sat back in the chair she was in before.
"Oh yeah. Any idea when they should let you out, or is it undetermined so far?" Her voice came from her mouth before she had even formed the thoughts in her mind, and she blinked a second, then shrugged to herself and put the rag on the end of the bed where the nurse would see it. Miya sat up in the chair, putting the balls of her feet on the middle of the chair and put her hands, palm down, on her knees. She leaned forward slightly to keep herself balanced as she started to tip backwards from her new sitting position, then she looked at him as she awaited his answer. 4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Never let me sleep
I close my eyes and pray
For the garish light of day
Like a frightened child I run
From the sleep that never comes
4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only slumber never came
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 7:56 pm
- | Dante | -
BLP - 9
A Shroud of Mystery This world, what is it, what lies beyond it...
Should I fight to see, or give up and die...
Is what lies beyond worth the trouble of living? Dante just continued to smile calmly as Miya walked over, but when she picked up a rag and began wiping the blood from his jaw... He simply stared at her... He looked so hopeless at that moment... Like he wanted a hug... But then again Dante hated being touched... Never the less it was a look rarely to never seen on Dante's face... When she asked about when they'd let him out he opened hi mouth to speak... But was quickly interrupted by His Nurse... She had this happy go lucky smile on her face as she walked over to Dante's bed.
"oh my Dante you poor boy... I see you've made another mess... I'll just have to clean you up again!' She said with a giggle at the end... Dante's eye just twitched as he stared at the woman... The only thing missing was a bloody nose and a red face... His gaze shifted to Miya as the woman began reaching for his shirt... Before it instantly shifted back to the woman. "dont touch me- aha!!!" He yelled as she literally began forcing his shirt off... Dante struggled to the best of his abilities in his situation... But was to no avail... Mainly because of the fact that the woman had pressed her overly giant boobs in his face...
His face turned red in a split second as he had a shocked look in his face... "just relax Dante... I wont hurt you..." Try as he might to resist... Dante was still a guy... It wasn't long before that look of him practically melting came up on his face... He looked like a horny idiot... Minus the horny part... As the woman took of his shirt his chest wrapped in bandages could be seen... Right down the center was a red stained line... Tho Dante seemed to be as if he didn't know about it... At least that look on his face said so...
"oh my... and we'll need to change your bandages soon as well!" She said as she began running a wet cloth along the blood stained area's of his body... His eye twitched slightly as she had a seductive look on her face... "so dirty..." She said before giggling once more... Dante's eye twitched before he frowned... "ok I'm clean give me the damn shirt back!" He yelled before the nurse put on a clean shirt... But not before shoving her chest in his face once more... By 'accident'... I'd rather be feared then respected...
Because this way I dont have to worry...
About Being Betrayed or Befriended...
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 6:06 pm
~ | M I Y A x K I Y O K O x L E N O R A | ~
BLP- 6
"Mimi" or "Yoko" Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little timeMiya said nothing about the expression he had, though she had the oddest urge to hug him when she did see it. Just as he was about to say something his nurse burst into the room, efficiently making Miya jump back in surprise. She raised an eyebrow at the nurse. "What did you do? Run here when you heard he needed some help?" She muttered, rolling her eyes. She watched with mild amusement as the woman pushed herself onto Dante, then nearly laughed when she saw his face was red.
She leaned back against the wall, still chuckling as the nurse 'took care' of Dante. She laughed when they were done, pretending to wipe a tear from her eyes. "Your nurses get stranger and stranger each time you get a new one." She commented as the woman left. She plopped down on the chair and lifted her legs, propping them up on the edge of the bed with her hands behind her head, which was leaned back and her eyes closed now.
"Anyway, any set date for when they let you out?" She re-asked her question, opening one eye to look at him as she awaited his answer. The bruise she had wasn't nearly as angry purple as it had been the previous day, but it was still far to noticeable for her liking. 'Maybe some make up would cover it... No, never mind. I won't even try, not with Dante around.' She thought, then shook her head gently. 4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Never let me sleep
I close my eyes and pray
For the garish light of day
Like a frightened child I run
From the sleep that never comes
4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only slumber never came
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 6:14 pm
- | Dante | -
BLP - 9
A Shroud of Mystery This world, what is it, what lies beyond it...
Should I fight to see, or give up and die...
Is what lies beyond worth the trouble of living? Dante's eye twitched at Miya's apparent amusement... "shut up... I'd of rather you helped me then that perverted b-" Before he could finish his sentence that same woman burst in carrying food... Tho the bowl was slightly leaning from her giant chest pushing it off the tray... "here you are" She said placing it on his lap before giggling then walking out once more... Dante's eye hadn't stopped twitching... As the woman left Dante looked at the tray on his lap before looking over at Miya.
"is there any food left from yesterday... I think I can at least eat that by my self now..." He mumbled as she asked him for a release date... "hell if I know..." He said... Tho the look on his face made it look like he'd be there for ever. "if I end up in a coma or something dont let them put me on life support... god that would suck" He said sarcastically before laughing to him self. "probably either tomorrow or the day after that" He said looking right at her. "but please dont leave..." He said looking almost... Desperate? I'd rather be feared then respected...
Because this way I dont have to worry...
About Being Betrayed or Befriended...
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:37 pm
~ | M I Y A x K I Y O K O x L E N O R A | ~
BLP- 6
"Mimi" or "Yoko" Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little timeMiya laughed more when the woman came back in, then left again. She looked at the food with a raised eyebrow, then back up at him and nodded when he asked about the food. "Yeah, there's still some left." She said, standing up. She walked to where she put the food from yesterday and took it out as he spoke. She laughed a bit when he mentioned being in a coma. "You better not go into an effing coma, of I'll kill you myself." She said, scarily serious for a few seconds before laughing again.
She turned around just as he asked her to stay and blinked, looking at him with a confused gaze. She paused in her motions for a second, then shrugged a bit. "It's not like I like or care for school anyway, I'll stay as long as you want me to." She said, and it was obvious she meant it. She'd always been around when Dante asked her to on rare occasions, since it was normally her asking him to stay or to do something. She knew that it was hard for him to ask help of anyone, and being like this wasn't the favorite thing for him.
She didn't comment on the desperate look that had made her pause, and sat on the edge of the bed. She got out the box and took off the lid, then picked up a dumpling skewer and held it to his mouth. "You better be able to eat it. Because I'm not going to feed you like a bird again, I'll let your nurse do that for you." She muttered, rolling her eyes. 4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Never let me sleep
I close my eyes and pray
For the garish light of day
Like a frightened child I run
From the sleep that never comes
4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only slumber never came
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock
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