Ivy Valentine
Warrior 
Militia[M:0]
Ivy Valentine... fierce and deadly.
Posts: 80
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Post by Ivy Valentine on Dec 9, 2005 19:19:28 GMT -5
The once sweet girl named Ivy leaned against the wall of an alley. Blood dripped down her right cheek as she raised a hand to brush it away. She sighed softly. What had happened to her? She was truly losing her values.... her mind.... herself. A few bloody screams could be heard from outside as she broke into a run. Tired. So tired. But she never stopped running. She felt an arrow peirce her shoulder, almost breaking through the skin on the other side. The pain was great. Pick yourself up Ivy... don't go down without a fight she thought, trying to stand. With a hard thud she fell back to the ground, her deep red blood spilling onto the ground.
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Trixice
Mage 
Acolyte[M:0]
Icy tricks.
Posts: 92
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Post by Trixice on Dec 10, 2005 12:03:53 GMT -5
As the girl fell to the ground, a woman stepped out from a side-alley nearby and rushed over like a shadow passing trhough darkness; her cloak billowing around as she moved. Kneeling beside the fallen girl, Trixice pressed a firm, gloved hand to the girl's shoulder and wrapped the fingers of her other hand around the arrow, bracing the shoulder quickly before pulling the arrow free. Turning to gaze over her own shoulder with only one of her copper-gold eyes visible, she threw it with incredible force straight back at it's shooter, nailing them in the gut.
Turning back to the girl, Trixice tipped up the brim of her age-old hat to see better and brushed the girl's hair aside, cupping her chin slightly. "Hey darlin', get up." She tore off a strip of her many materials, whether it was part of her coat or cloak was hard to tell, but it was a strip of material nontheless, and she used it to tightly wrap the girl's wounded shoulder.
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