Season: Fall. Termperatures ranging between 40 and 70 degrees Farenheit on average. Weather: The temperature rises and fall steeply this time of year so always bring a sweater. Lots of grey cloudy days and cold rain that will eventually be leading into snow over the next couple of weeks.
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Farmington City
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Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #60 on May 23, 2006, 10:53am »
Logan eased up slightly, freeing his legs from his chest and leaning back next to Val, he nodded softly, a small faint trace of a smile upon his face, "Yea, well you did, I just played along." He teased softly, joking softly.
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Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #61 on May 23, 2006, 10:57am »
"You know you believed it."She laughed softly."And remember what we did?We would put our shoes by our bed, and make one face the foot of the bed, and the other face the headboard."While still laying down, she slipped off her shoes and placed them on the floor as she said."That way,whenever a monster would try to get us, he'd be confused,because the shoes faced opposite directions."She was trying to make a hypethetical expression, but also let him know that she'd protect him from now on.
Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #62 on May 23, 2006, 11:04am »
Logan smiled softly, knowing what she'd meant, "Thank you," he'd said softly, "Hmm, I wish monsters were the only thing to be scared of..." He'd added, before looking at his sister, leaning over, and giving her a small, short hug. Then lying back into his pillows he looked down at his hands, the few specks of nailpolish that remained bothered him a bit, as he began to try to pick the remaining bits away.
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Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #63 on May 23, 2006, 11:07am »
She smiled and whispered."Your welcome."She pouted slightly and held up her own hands."Your nails look better than mine."She had practically chewed them to bit."You know,monsters are only what we think them up to be."Valerie stated randomnly, a small smile on her face.
Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #64 on May 23, 2006, 11:12am »
Logan eyed her nails and a small breathy laugh escaped, "My nails have always been better than yours," he joked, "Though this chippy polish is driving me insane." He pouted, then shivered lightly, thinking about her monsters comment, "True, very true, unfortunatly some monsters are still running free as far as I know..."
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Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #65 on May 23, 2006, 11:16am »
"Not for long."She murmured, trying to cover up her yawn.She looked over at her brother with a smile on her face."Whenever you get out,we're going to spend a whole day doing anything and everything you want.Waterparks,bungee jumping...you name it.Sound good?"She asked quietly.
[ooc] I hate to leave, but a summer party is calling my name...and my phone. I shall attempt returning later, tata for now,dear!It was great fun roleplaying with you!-
Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #66 on May 23, 2006, 11:18am »
Logan smiled softly, "Your treat? Sounds great." a laugh attempted to escape but it caused his chest injury to hurt, so he lied back and attempted to relax.
{ooc} -- Ahh, well have fun missy,I had to leave in like ten minutes anyways hehe, gotta get scrubbed up for the doctor. Yes indeed great great fun.
« Last Edit: May 23, 2006, 11:18am by Logan Dawl »
Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #67 on May 23, 2006, 11:59am »
After a short while Logan had grown weary of the dirty feeling, and decided he wouldn't wait any longer for a doctor or nurse to tell him when and how he could bathe, and ripping out his own IV he walked into his small bathroom, disrobing and removing the wraps from his chest, staring himself down in the mirror, he spat some dirty insults to himself, examining his purple torso, brused legs, messed up face, his entire body was something to mock.
Not being able to get the cast to come off he angrily punched the wall, just hard enough to rack up a new small set of injuries, as he turned on the water of the shower, stepping in and just standing, letting the water wash him over, scrubbing, feeling as if he were still covered in saliva, semen, urine, and whatever else those men had disposed upon his body, though it had been completely obvious he'd been cleaned up upon arrival at the hospital.
Eventually becomming weak, he fell to his knees and just sat there, letting the water pour over himself, even after it had ran cold, he just sat, shivering and crying. Until a nurse had finally found him, coaxing him out of the shower and bringing him a new set of pants and a new hospital gown, new socks, new bandages, and because he soaked his cast they even eventually had to give him a new cast also. He should have felt cleaner than ever; however, he didn't. He felt sickly, weak, and angry.
Pushing away the lunch tray they'd brought him, only bothering to pick at the apple slices and drink the sprite they'd put with the rest of his food. He began to flip through the television channels before the pain killers helped to ease him enough to fall asleep for the first time in about twenty five hours.
Re: Shattered {Long Post && Sad/Angst} « Reply #68 on May 23, 2006, 3:34pm »
"Time to go home" A soft feminine voice had called, not daring to shake the boy awake due to his circumstances of being there, the nurse had gathered his things and his mother had brought a change of clothes, his tests all thankfully comming back negative meant it was time he go home.
His eyes fluttered open softly, and confussion swept in, home? Why home? Is home safe like here? He eyed the outfit his mother had brought, it seemed like something he'd wear, before. The jeans were his low-rise medium blue denim pants, and his favorite t-shirt, which he did change into; however, he felt so naked, even putting on his socks and black converse, the little bit of bruised torso that showed was enough to make him cringe.
Gathering his things he waved goodbye to the room, wishing for it's safety once more. Though with his mother at his side he knew he should be safe.
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