( where are ü now ) open, character development

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    though he had suffered many injuries, he had never killed anyone.


    the idea disgusted him- what was the point of it? why end someone's life? but today, that's just what he did.
    now even so, it wasn't like he meant to. here's how it happened though.


    he had been walking along, when a loner ambushed him- several though. not really loners at all, they seemed to be a new found clan of sorts. now, Albert was not able to swallow his pride enough to shift to a larger animal, since it was three bobcats against a serval. he had always been able to fight, but never knew what he was capable of, until now. albert preformed several fancy moves that im too lazy to name of, and in the end killed two of the three. but at the last one, it got the best of him. so at the border, he was nearly dead, and now had another trait that was all credit to aero.


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    Paintedpaw padded over, her light blue eyes scoring over Albert. He had certainly matured much in the past couple of moons. She swears she can't even recognize him anymore. The white nurse shook her head slightly, sighing as she blinked and twitched her nose. "Wow, Alby... Are you okay?" She gasped, realizing he actually did look half dead... Blood was all over him. Yikes, he had seen better days...


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    Anna ran up, a look of shock and horror across her gaze. Alby... the nurse whispered. He needed immediate attention. Where were the doctors and other nurse's? She and Painted needed back up now.
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    "... I'm here." Came Gameover's tired voice as she tagged along with the fellow nurses, her heart tightening with apparent anxiety. She ground her teeth together a little and let out a soft whine. "... This is a high level boss, huh." She muttered beneath her breath. He looked like a mess.

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    [justify][font=georgia]Lucy walked over as well, scanning the serval sympathetically. She was sure if they washed him up a bit there wouldn't be too many cuts, maybe deep ones. But she could help with that if they needed it. "Do you all need anything?"

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    there was blood gushing from his neck and as he turned over to look at the few gathered around him, he gasped in pain, clenching his eyes and teeth shut. "no," he said through gritted teeth, "i just have a small cut on my neck. no biggie." but it was only when he attempted to stand up that he realized that something was truly wrong. "my hip!" he gasped, "it's-it's broken!" he looked back at the deform mess that used to be his flank.


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    "[color=#ddd3ee]Fucking hell. Do you need anything? I can help -- I was a medic.    " Tiny spoke it one of the most calm tones ever. Actually, she seemed a little exasperated at the situation.

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    Turning her attention to his neck, Annabelle rinsed it gently and then rubbed it with dock, an finally covered it with marigold and cobwebs. His hip was in bad, bad shape. What about his hip? It's completely broken. I don't think it will easily be fixed....




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    "[color=#ddd3ee]I was taught to use a scarf like thing or a stick to hold up his legs by the waist so the hip wont get knocked out of position any more so you can take him to camp. I don't know hwo your mentor wants you do deal with it.    " She said. Tiny was talking mostly to herself, really, but she may as well throw in her opinion.

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    his eyes were still closed and his jaw clenched. "i don't know just fix it." Albert snapped, his pain starting to get the best of him.


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    Well, it was something she could to to help. Nudging raspberry leaves to Alby, the nurse hoped he would feel better after eating them. Next, she conjured a scarf and grabbed a stick. Wrapping the scarf around his leg and the stick, she sat down, a satisfied look on her face. That's all I can do till Char or Emptyskies come.




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    "[color=#ddd3ee]Did you give him any sort of painkiller?    " She asked as she looked at the pained male. Poor guy.

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    "She gave him Raspberry leaves- it's a type of painkiller... but it won't completely knock him out. ... We don't want him passing out, since his HP is still at risk of hitting zero." The feline explained tiredly, casting Albert a small frown. She looked toward Annabelle briefly, before standing up and moving to help and lift their injured clanmate. "... I can try to get the doctors if you want, Anna." The nurse said softly.

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    [justify][font=georgia]Lucy nodded at the explanation, somehow finding herself understanding every word, because video games were actually pretty fun. Sitting back, Lucy turned to Albert and grunted.