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Post by Mello on Sept 30, 2008 20:19:38 GMT -5
"How did I escape? There was a new nurse. She thought I had passed out. I hadn't."
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Post by Near on Sept 30, 2008 20:32:25 GMT -5
Near's eyes widened. "You.....killed her......-" He whispered, shaking. "W-w-what are you doing here.........?!"
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 0:15:23 GMT -5
"I needed a place to hide for the night."
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 13:28:20 GMT -5
Near felt tears coming. He couldn't...he was too scared to cry, he could barley speak. He had never seen a wound like B had before, it made him feel sick.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 13:32:24 GMT -5
B followed Near's eyes, and realised that blood was seeping through the ripped material he'd used as padding. He frowned, sitting down on Near's bed.
"Come here."
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 13:37:15 GMT -5
Near looked into B's eyes, wondering if he should do what he said, then again...he was in no position to refuse. He walked closer to B, and swallowed. His pupils looked small.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 13:44:08 GMT -5
B nodded in satisfaction. He didn't want the boy running away and raising the alarm.
He undid his prison shirt, peeling it away from the wound.
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 13:45:41 GMT -5
Near cringed at the sight of B's wound.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 13:49:37 GMT -5
B prodded it lightly with one finger.
"You got a sewing kit?"
He'd heard you got them with hotel rooms...
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 13:52:36 GMT -5
"No....but there might be one in the closet....." He said nervously. Was he really going to sew himself with thread and a sewing needle?!
He went to the closet and saw a sew kit, he handed it to B.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 13:56:28 GMT -5
B threaded the needle with some black thread.
"I need you to clean the blood away as I sew."
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 13:58:27 GMT -5
Near swallowed, he grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom to wipe away the blood. He already felt squimish.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 14:03:11 GMT -5
B pushed the needle through his skin, pinching the wound together with his other hand and beginning to stitch the two sides of the hole together.
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Post by Near on Oct 1, 2008 14:08:29 GMT -5
Near dabbed the blood away as B sewed his wound.
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Post by Mello on Oct 1, 2008 14:14:27 GMT -5
It hurt a lot, but he ignored it and concentrated on finishing this up and stopping the annoying blood flow. He couldn't exactly die from blood loss.
He finished up, fishing a pair of scissors out of the kit and neatly snipping through the thread. It was still bleeding a little, but just from the holes he'd made with the needle
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