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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 9:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 10:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 10:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 11:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 7:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 3:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 10:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 4:03 am
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Sable froze stiff, she felt her blood move high into her head as her senses slowly were clouded by the pounding of her own blood and the heat of her face. Gods above she wished that someone she knew would show up, so that she could move and use them as a shield against the attack this man's presence had on her.
It was just a sweaty hand, mind you a big sweaty hand, but a normal hand none the less. She had grabbed Krinn's numerous times. She was hugged even by Cada. A touch should not be effecting her like this was.
Was she sick? Sable let her other hand reach up to delicately touch her forehead. It was warm, but what else did she expect? It certainly felt like all of her blood was up there at the moment...
Sable shook her head. "Sorry," she tried to smile, "I think its just this heat..." she explained. Not that she was blaming the sun or the weather. Neither were more than warm that day. Rather it was the heat of her own body attacking her relentlessly. "Lead on, Ice Cream sounds wonderful." She replied, holding her cotton tongue as steady as she could.
It was then that Sable came to the realization that she didn't want someone like Krinn or Mia to show up. If any of her friends or family saw her like this they may insist on taking her to the hospital. While Sable did feel out of whack, somehow it wasn't in a really bad way. She was messed up, and couldn't talk straight or right, and her head was tingling with the heat, but somehow it still felt... fine.
Furthermore, a hospital seemed like the last place she wanted to be while ice cream sounded just... wonderful...
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 4:02 pm
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Ziya stopped when Sable seemed to freeze, wondering if she was all right. Worry dashed the smile off his face, his brow furrowing a little as he turned to look back at the other teen. His larger hand still held her smaller, her skin soft and warm against his own as he held the dainty appendage. When she apologized and said it was the heat, he frowned but nodded a little to her words. Perhaps she was feeling ill? Even with his coat on he didn’t feel too hot but maybe she was more susceptible to the elements then he was? Sable was considerably smaller then him so that could very well be it. Getting her out of the sun as quick as possible would be good, plus the ice cream would cool her off a little.
“Okay… as long as you’re sure you’re okay….” Ziya murmured softly to her, gray hues still holding concern in them. “Just tell me if you’re feeling worse cause I could always carry you,” He offered with a gentle smile.
Gently he started leading her again, walking a little slower this time with her as to not rush her like before. Ziya hoped she’d start feeling a little better, perhaps sitting her down with a glass of water she’d feel better. Then he could just bring the ice cream to her so she could rest. The lightening dust would feel horrible if she started to get too sick, but if she got worse he could always walk her home to make sure she was fine.
“So what kind of ice cream do you like normally?” Ziya asked, trying to lighten then mood up again.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:36 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:53 am
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