We should talk more later on MSN. I gotta go for now. See ya.
... I knew that'd come up eventually xD
Well. I didn't know that before :3. How else do you think the corperation would play a role in the story?
I don't understand how that relates to the Orphanage :B
Huh. Seems like a good enough idea so far. As for the corperation, tell me if you develop the idea any further :3
How would you make them relate to the story? They're good ideas, but they should have purpose.
:3 So what were you talking about last night on MSN right before you signed off?
X.x w/e. What's up?
Sure, if it is for you. I'm on my iPod.
Haiiiiiiiiiiiiiii when you get online.
'So... you're afraid you'll be arrested?' she told Toxyn, while finishing up wrapping the bandages around her neck. It felt really weird and unnatural with them there, but she figured she could cover the bandages up with a scarf or something, so no one would notice. 'I already know about the attack earlier. Eva and... the former directer still remember it.'
'I guess you're right...' Elevir said, telepathically. It couldn't hurt her any more to take care of it now, even if she was in a rush to leave. It would only take a minute. 'Why are you so afraid to be seen, anyway?' she asked, as she got the supplies out and tended to the wounds.
"Oh... right," Elevir responded, putting her knife away and walking over to gather what was left of the supplies. Her own wounds on her neck were still bleeding, but she could deal with that. "But we should really get out of here. We can find somewhere else to hide for now." The smell of the dead manic's blood was really getting to her.
She picked up her knife, which lay behind her, still red with the manic boy's blood. Her knuckles went white from gripping the wood so tightly. It was killing her not being able to read the man's thoughts, and she could only hope he wouldn't realize that. "What are you trying to do?"
Something like a growl escaped Elevir's throat when she heard the voice from the boy they had just killed. Figures. Of course he'd do something like this. "Why can't you just come here yourself?" she asked, though not expecting a real answer.
Her mind mostly returned to her, Elevir stepped back further from the pool of blood forming on the ground, then looked to the entrance of the alleyway. Whoever fired that machine gun had more than likely saved both her life and Toxyn's life... but the girl had already disappeared. She walked around the pool of blood to where Toxyn was standing, and stared once again at the boy. Why had he gone so far out of the way to attack them, like that? That was the question that had stayed in the back of her mind during the entire fight.
Elevir reached up to feel the blood on her neck, which was flowing steadily from the wounds the Manic boy had caused. Nothing in the situation seemed to connect anymore. The sound of rapid fire echoed throughout the alleyway, and Elevir's vision shot in the direction of the source of the sound. A girl was shooting, and as she looked a flood of thoughts entered her mind. Thoughts that originated from the girl with the machine gun. She closed her eyes tightly and shook the thoughts from her mind, and when her eyes opened again, she saw the girl's target. The manic boy was riddled with bullet holes almost all over his body. Elevir took a couple more steps back from the boy, who was probably dead by then.
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