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 Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 5:42 pm
He laughed. "No, it's not that I think you're old. Well, I know you're older than I am, but.... I just feel uncomfortable calling you by your first name...." He paused, thinking about what he said. "Oh! Uhm, well, I don't mean...I don't mean I'm uncomfortable with Flanair...."
Tarou walked up after Flanair. "Well...." He paused once again. "A healer must heal. If a healer would hold grudges...then people would die. And if I let even Hiver die, I would've failed. And, if Flanair hasn't killed Hiver yet, then, I guess Hiver isn't that bad."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 10:00 pm
When the time was right, Depit moved in, commanding the great giant stag skeleton, which was burning in a hellish looking inferno, the orange flames dancing around the phantom, he snapped his finger, and the giant skeleton started charging, crushing though a town gate, and headed directly for a guard's quarter. "And the more their ranks lose, the more my ranks are bolstered." he muttered to himself with a chuckle, his brown hair looking almost blackish, seeming somehow different than usual.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 7:08 am
Miyun again took her thoughts in. "not that bad?" she looked at the floor and looked back up as if listening but was still in her own little world. (xD)
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:16 pm
"Well, I don't think that really matters now. But you don't mind if I call you Tarou, do you?" He frowned, a bit irritated at the events that were unfolding and sighed. "Never mind that. And about Hiver... I still don't even know why I'm even keeping Hiver alive. Maybe it's 'cause I owe him...?"
Flain stopped when he reached the middle of the hallway. Apparently the scarf had subdued the bleeding a bit, but at least it wasn't flowing out before. He moved aside to let Tarou do whatever he see fit to heal the silver-haired boy. Although in the back of his mind, he wondered if he was doing the right thing.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:53 pm
"Of course not. What else would Flanair call me? Mister Rehtom? ...That sounds kind of funny." He looked walked closer. Tarou first knelt down beside Hiver, checking where exactly his wounds were. He unwrapped the scarf from around his wound. "Wow. This is rather serious."
He let out a small sigh. "So, Flanair is only doing this because he...owes Hiver? But, Flanair is unsure of what he is doing. Am I right?" The purple haired boy rolled his sleeves up. "...I hope Flanair realizes that Hiver shall still habor his hatred for the Someones, such as I." Tarou ran his hands over the wound, outlining it with his finger. "Yeah. This'll take a while to heal... Does Flanair have any bandages I could use?"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:18 pm
"Yes. Something along those lines." Flanair uneasily rubbed his rib wound as he looked away from Tarou. He felt as if he was betraying his home. But then again, he wasn't born here. Scuffing one of his boots on the floor board, he murmured in a depressed tone, "Yeah. I know that."
Turning away, he left to retrieve the bandages that were in the cupboard.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:47 pm
Tarou continued to outline the wound with his finger. It didn't seem to get smaller, but, the bleeding did slow tremendously. "Flanair is torn, depressed, isn't he?" The violet haired boy whispered. "...I dislike it when people are depressed. It leaves such a bad feeling wherever they go...." He continued to look down at Hiver, his unnaturally light green eyes expressing his own sorrow. "I happen to pick up on emotions quickly...so, I've been known to have sudden mood swings...I can switch from being completely blissful to unbelievably angered." Tarou let out a soft sigh, and continued to whisper. "Personally, I've never had to go through this kind of pain. I..never really had true friends."
Tarou stopped moving his hand, and closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, I was just going on and on, wasn't I?" He smiled, looking happy and placid as ever.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 9:50 am
As Flanair returned with the retrieved bandages, he happened to have stumbled in to a bit of Tarou's ramblings. Although he thought it was quite strange for a boy to be talking to himself, he brushed it off as a habit of sorts. Unfortunately, his hearing was a bit muffled by the pounding of his head that was probably caused from Hiver's assault earlier. Thinking nothing of it, he placed the bandages near the mage. "These are what you want, right?"
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:30 am
Tarou turned back and snatched the bandages from Flanair. "This shall do." He took the soft bandage and started to wrap it around Hiver's waist. "I wasn't able to completely mend the wound, but, the wound is not bleeding anymore."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 9:09 am
Miyun started wondering why we were helping Hiver after he just practically killed him. She walked away and went somewhere else. She didn't exactly know why she did it ."why am i doing this?" She sighed .
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 9:52 am
Flanair almost sighed in what he though was relief. "But... what relief?", he thought to himself. "Relief for Hiver?" He stood there, frozen into place at that thought. The gunblader wondered why he was feeling happy at Hiver's safety, even though he was supposedly their enemy. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the front door closed, albeit quietly, but nonetheless audible. "Hey Tarou, did that girl that was with you leave...? She did have a hatred for the Nothings, didn't she?"
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 10:09 am
Tarou wrapped the remaining gauze around Hiver, and tied it off. "Remember, always tie your bandages. Tape will fall off too easily in battle." He stood up. "Well, Hiver should be good as new after he gets some rest. His wound will still probably sting a bit, but he will get used to it." He looked downstairs. "Well, I guess she did. I am not that sure. I was concentrating completely on Hiver's wound."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 4:45 pm
Flanair gave a low chuckle at the boy's instructions. "Perhaps that's why my bandages are always loose." He lightly patted where the bandages slightly bulged from under his shirt, causing it to shift a little, making a strand fall apart. Flanair stared at the bandage for a minute before reverting his attention to Hiver. He didn't really want him to be under the same roof as his mother, after all. "So, Tarou. What shall we do with him...? I'm not so favorable of keeping him here. He can attack someone once he wakes up after all and I'm not so sure I'm fit to defend anybody, much less myself."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 5:03 pm
Tarou couldn't help but to stare at the bandages. He slowly reached out to re-wrap them. His left eye slightly twitched, his smile tilting to a twisted mixture of a frown and grin. "Oh, uhm." The violet-haired boy snapped out of his slight trance, and looked down at Hiver.
"Well, I'm not sure...." He looked over to the side. "Actually, I do have an idea! We can take Hiver to that clearing in the forest!" Tarou smiled, seeming pleased with himself. "It's a nice place. I sent up camp there. The only thing someone has to worry about there is a few birds perching on them."
Tarou looked over at Flanair. "But, Flanair, I must...rewrap your bandages. I simply can not stand looking at such...messes!"
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 1:40 pm
"Huh..." The gunblader stepped towards Tarou a little, placing a hand on his forehead. "That would be a good place to dump Hiver then, but are you all right? You eye just twitched a little and you seem to be acting a bit strange."
Still leaving his hand on Tarou's forehead, Flanair chuckled a bit, which was a bit rare for him to do twice. "Ha... that's okay. To tell you the truth, I'm not so sure why I still apply them on everyday. It's no use anyway." Grabbing what was left of the bandages, he pulled them off slowly from under his shirt with his remaining hand, jolting a little as they touched his rib wound. Finally, a pile of dried blood-stained bandages were left on the floor, looking a bit pathetic from the multiple uses from it's owners.
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