Dont Believe The Demon. (P)

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    Silver fur danced across the ground,
    The icy eyes curious and round,
    Remembering about the Clan,
    Tells her, 'WE Can'
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    Ic ~
    Penny winced slightly at the lock of the door, knowing that there was no possible way to get out. She sighed, and clambered on to the bed. She sat on the edge, her knees tucked to her chest and her chin on her knees, "Window seat Pen-Pen." She murmured to herself, feeling like she was about to panic once more.





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    Ooc ~
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coma





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  • About an hour or so later Penny heard a knocking at her door before it unlocked and opened. Cage smiled at her, but it wasn't the warm, comforting kind. "Dinner is soon to be ready. Since you are a new guest it's only proper to give you the best eating atmosphere." He offered her a hand to escort her up to a different section in the buried asylum. "I promise, I won't bite... Unless provoked." He smirked. "Maybe you'll learn a few things about, the one and only Cage Engales," With that he did a bit of a mocked bow.


    OOC: I know what a coma is. I mean, what happened? How did you get said injury?

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    Silver fur danced across the ground,
    The icy eyes curious and round,
    Remembering about the Clan,
    Tells her, 'WE Can'
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    Ic ~
    Penny had been sitting in that position the whole time, one thought in her head, Window seat Pen-Pen, Window seat Though it didn't seem to work this time. She jumped, hearing knocking on the door. She was now standing, as she watched cage. She stared at Cage's hand for a second, before closing her eyes and reassuring herself that she'll be alright. The, she took his hand without saying a word.





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    Ooc ~
    Gymnastics. Hit my head on the bar and fell on the back of my neck.





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  • OOC: Oh my gosh, don't do that :o Good that you got better. Feeling any better than yesterday?


    IC: Cage smiled as she took his hand and led her down the hall to a flight of stairs. They made it to a room that had murals of vivid colors and outdoor views along each wall, and in that room was a long table that was about two and a half yards long and one yard wide. Cage placed her in a char furthest from the exiting door. Despite the rest of the building's condition this room seemed the cleanest and most breath taking. Shadows and elegant smoke danced on the table in front of Penny until a second later a dish appeared from the cloud. Cage removed the lid to reveal the following foods: salad, baked potato and steak with the company of a steak knife and fork.

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    [align=center][size=30pt]The Little Gymnast[/size]


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    Ok, I was writing a post in paper during school :P So I'll write this post and then I'll add in your idea
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    Penny looked from cage, to the platter of food. Her mouth watered just looking at the food, from her not having a proper meal for 2 weeks. Yet, she mentally shook her head, 'No, no Pen-Pen. The food could be a trick and it could be poisonous.'


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    That gymnast, would be me, Madison Knisley. I have been introduced to gymnastics, and lived in the world of gymnastics. My coaches, are like parents to me. Teammates, are like sisters to me. I have a second family, that has loved and cared about me. They let me cry into there shoulders, have open arms for me, trust me and I trust them back, and tease me like any other sisters would. Competition season had just ended, and I was trying to get better, working harder then before. I pushed myself too far, and hit my head, hard. I was in a coma for about a week and a half, thank goodness for it not being any longer. I couldn't go back for 3 weeks, and I can't wait to go back!


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  • "What's the matter?" Surprisingly his voice was genuinely worried as if he had done something wrong. "Aren't you hungry?" His eyes looked from the plate to her with curious eyes looking for anything to tell him what was the problem.