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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 14, 2009 21:51:22 GMT -8
Extra point achieved.
Gabriel didn't grin, in fact it hurt him to see Victor's body smashed and broken. He would move to pick the boy up and toss him over his shoulder. The best medical treatment would be alotted to cover his crushed form.
Gabrieil took him to the medical office. First fight of a long Pillarship.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 14, 2009 23:03:22 GMT -8
*** Slowly Victor's eyes fluttered open, he felt bandages around his chest, and his whole existance felt stiff and... unpleasent to say the least. his head throbbed, and his legs felt numb, his sides burned and he could feel the blood running through his body. his mouth was dry as he opened it, looking around for a moment. his usual smile failed to come to his lips as they closed again, he honestly couldn't remember any of what had just happened... he was having a hard time remembering a lot of things to be fair.okay... where am I... and what the fuck happened?and why had he just thought in blue? his eyes darted around, one question easily answered as he saw the ever familiar medical ward of the school, things where begining to piece themselves back together... he had fought someone obviously, someone stronger than he'd ever fought... at very least physically
so much for his encounter with the lightning dragon, whoever punched him last was at least twice his strength physically...
though no where near as fast thankfullywell... fuck with a tiny tug Victor's head turned to see Gabriel sitting by the bedside, Victor's eyes narrowed... yeah... it had been gabriel... someone had been training without him, victor laughed and then his face grimaced with pain and he stopped... yeah, laughing with the ribs broken... not exactly working for him."Gabriel... what the hell happened?" Victor asked calmly, trying not to strain himself too much, he honestly couldn't remember why they had been fighting or what was going on... he was a little fuzzy right now... he was having trouble concentrating on anything as well...
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 14, 2009 23:16:17 GMT -8
Gabriel's head turned up slowly massaging his neck, it was about midnight and Victor had been out all day. Gabriel had gone all out on the boy, certainly that was an ackomplishment to itself. Though luckily the training he was experiencing went far farther than he'd known. He'd pressed his power to an ungodly level and now needed to be kept a close eye on; the control associated with it was far more than he'd suspected as well. A part of him wanted to tear Victor apart, but now they were here on the growing stage.
"You asked me to go all out..." Gabriel started, "I obliged."
Gabriel would reply without a smile as he observed his handywork for the fifth time tonight. Bad, this was bad. He shook his head.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 14, 2009 23:56:51 GMT -8
Victor inhaled, his face twitched for a moment... yeah... breathing hurt too... son of a bitch. Victor looked around, he wasn't in a full body cast... so that was a good sign... his legs, though numb looked fine, and same with his arms, though his entire body was still in pain
Victor liked it better when he was unconcious... it had been a good dream.
"That doesn't sound very smart of me... but that would certainly make sense" Victor said with a smile, he laughed once and then stopped as a look of pain took over his face once again. damn his being always in a good mood, look at what that was getting him now! this though made him almost laugh, but he stopped himself...
Dammit...
he had a couple questions swirling through his mind, but he had a difficult time focusing on them, getting them out of his mouth, instead his eyes just darted around a little bit as he thought before finally
"So how long have I been out for?"
simple enough question, maybe it'd be good to hear the answer to this one and it could give him ideas... and perhaps more focus on the more important questions
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 15, 2009 0:04:42 GMT -8
Gabriel stood up checking his heart rate monitor swiftly to be assured he was in certainly good hands. A small fading look of disgust with himself as he noted the damage.
"Since this morning, I kind of threw you into the field goal post...."
Gabriel said as he made his way back into his seat gingerly, as if moving too quickly would upset Victor.
"Wouldn't be surprised if you have a few broken bones.."
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 15, 2009 0:18:31 GMT -8
"Me either... pretty sure my ribs are just plain done" Victor said, resisting his urge to chuckle, things where becoming clearer "Good thing we're not at chili's or someone would be having dinner" Victor made a little joke... ribs... done... haha
yeah, clearly he was not himself at the moment as his whole body ached, fair enough.
he looked around the white room, the medical wing seemed fairly well funded, but he'd probably have to go to the real doctor pretty soon after this.
"Thanks for staying with me this whole time" Victor mentioned, relaxing a little. it was nice to have a friend like gabriel, though Victor continued to miss the looks of distaste for himself that gabriel kept giving, so Victor had no idea that something different had happened, and to be fair the whole thing seemed pretty plausible to him...
oh well, guess Victor would have to learn his lesson, don't ask gabriel to go all out... that just doesn't end well...
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 15, 2009 10:37:23 GMT -8
Gabriel nodded gently at the point, he owed it to Victor at the very least as a friend to stay. As a leader he already distributed enough punishment to give Victor better thoughts next time he went against him. But it was as Gabriel had predicted; The Black Knights would fall apart slowly. Though he'd always hoped Victor would be the one to take over, regardless plans pressed on as they always have.
"So a few of the boys in the Black Knights want to join your team... I'll make sure they contact you first thing."
Gabriel would say with an awkward nod still not entirely aleviated from the wrong doing he'd just performed.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 15, 2009 14:57:14 GMT -8
Victor smiled at him, the black... knights... something vaguely important had happened around that name...
"Cool.... tryouts on thursday, send them to the football field" Victor said, still completely unable to piece his thoughts together well enough for coherancy...
brain damage? hopefully not, though it seemed as though his short term memory was suffering quite a bit.
he had quit the black knights though, he remembered that. Victor just wasn't a leader and he saw where it was all going. he didn't want that kind of responsibility to be honest
he'd stay himself, the white knight, and do things his own way
from leader to out of the club in a week... but what a hell of a ride... that was fun...
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