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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 1, 2013 15:36:12 GMT -5
"Can't you see we're having a private conversation here?" Eliza said angrily.
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 1, 2013 15:43:05 GMT -5
Dogold roared and swung at the two again.
"KYORYU CHANGE! FIRE!" Sara shouted, transforming and getting in the way of the slash.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 1, 2013 15:53:20 GMT -5
Eliza grunted as she fell onto her butt, and scooted back away from the fight.
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 2, 2013 15:00:17 GMT -5
Sara took the strike and fell back, shakily raising her GabuRevolver at Dogold with the energy she had left.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 2, 2013 19:56:21 GMT -5
Eliza watched nervously.
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 3, 2013 18:57:50 GMT -5
Sara fired one shot before the GabuRevolver fell from her hand, Sara falling shortly after.
"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE? THAT IS PATHETIC! NOTHING PISSES ME OFF MORE THAN A WEAK OPPONENT!!" Dogold roared before turning on his heel and walking away.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 4, 2013 10:37:50 GMT -5
"Sara? SARA!?" Eliza yelled, voice cracking, as she crouched over Eliza and shook her by the shoulders.
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 4, 2013 15:45:17 GMT -5
Her transformation coming undone once more, Sara laid unconscious as Eliza ran to her.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 4, 2013 20:39:46 GMT -5
"No no nononononononono..." Eliza muttered frantically, pulling out her cell phone and dialing 911.
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 4, 2013 22:35:00 GMT -5
A few hours later, Sara woke up... she found herself in a hospital bed, and she sat up, though it took some effort...
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 4, 2013 23:15:42 GMT -5
"Oh thank God, you're alive." Eliza said, rushing to her side from the chair she'd been sitting in. "How do you feel?"
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 6, 2013 16:46:31 GMT -5
"Terrible... how long have I been out?" she asked.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 6, 2013 23:47:39 GMT -5
"Maybe two, three hours?" Eliza said, looking at her phone. "I called 911 about 3 hours ago, so yeah, about three hours."
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Post by Sara Vermillion on Apr 6, 2013 23:54:23 GMT -5
Sara sat up, wincing. "Sorry... I couldn't stop him..." she said.
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Post by Eliza Carver on Apr 7, 2013 0:00:33 GMT -5
"It's not your fault. You were drained from beating up that jail-cell creep, and he seemed like that jail-cell creep's boss." Eliza said, pushing Sara back down gently. "Of course you won't beat him in your first encounter. But you need to rest: he really did a number on you."
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