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    he looked at her and walked to her. he took her hand and held it. "you'll be fine, im here hope"he murmured and looked at her.

    Her hand tightened around his and she opened her eyes for only a second to look at him before her eyes rolled in the back of her head. The heart beat thing started rapidly beeping.

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    The problem is not the problem.
    The problem is your attitude about the problem.
    Do you understand?
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    Rpg- Academy
    Mood- angry
    Characters- Paris/Nurses and Doctors


    ooc:


    ic:
    The nurse rushed into the room with supplies, she slapped Hope on the cheek a bit before a doctor wet down her head with a damp cloth, soaking up and stopping the blood.
    Paris was put to sleep.
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    y r u angry? :(


    Hope groaned as she felt a sting on her cheek. Her grip tightened even more on Brandon's hand; so tight her knuckles turned white.

    his eyes looked terrified. why did we skip school?! he thought. he sat in the chair in the corner and waited.

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    •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
    The problem is not the problem.
    The problem is your attitude about the problem.
    Do you understand?
    [size=5pt]Captain Jack Sparrow[/size]
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    [color=black]
    Rpg- Human
    Mood- Angry
    Characters- Paris/Nurses and Doctors


    ooc: On one of the threads I roleplay in a roleplayer dropped multiple F bombs and cusses and insulted us, I got a chance to report him before he deleted the post.


    ic:
    The Doctor looks at Hope and frowned, the blood seemed to stop but what was hurting her so badly?
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    "M-M-My head!" she groaned. Her hand flew up to her head and she felt it throbbing beneath her hand. She was having some serious brain trauma.

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    •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
    The problem is not the problem.
    The problem is your attitude about the problem.
    Do you understand?
    [size=5pt]Captain Jack Sparrow[/size]
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    [color=black]
    Rpg- Human
    Mood- "Don't die Hope!'
    Characters-Nurses and Doctors


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    ic:
    The nurse flashed her head "Brain Trama, Get her to Intensive-Care unit now!" she said as she pushed Hopes bead out the room doors and down the halls.
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    he thought for a second and decided to wait in the lobby. "never skipping schoolagain..." he muttered. tears formed in his eyes and he looked at the nurse as she pushed out the bed. then he walked to the lobby feeling a tear fall down his face.