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Okami Ametarasu ([info]okamiofthesun) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-14 16:53:00

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Current mood: anxious
Entry tags:!dropped, amaterasu, day 11, location: gym, open, sid jenkins

When others tell you to turn around...
Who: Amaterasu and OTA (Sid or Tink, maybe?)
What: She's surveying what damage is done to everyone, and how she can help out.
When: Day 11. 9 am-ish?
Where: Gym
Rating: TBA, probably not very high, though.
Status: Active


It had been worse than Ammy imagined, the earthquakes, anyway. Lots of blood, and just about every trail, blood or just words, led her towards the gym. Her head swirled with possibilities, and none of them were filled with sunshine and happiness.

She wormed herself through the wreckage of the opening, with little damage done to her slowly healing leg and back. Once she was able to move around without too much of a noticable limp, she walked as best she could towards the area where the injured were, and as careful and quiet as a moonless night, krept through the rows of cots for the injured or even familiar faces; or, if someone just needed a faithful companion.



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[info]inmyownworld
2009-06-20 10:37 am UTC (link)
L stopped drawing worms for a moment, his pencil wavering above the paper, as his turned his eyes toward a young Asian woman he hadn't met before. She was very pretty, and despite a hurt leg, she seemed to be going around and seeing what she could do to help the gym's many wounded. That included L, of course, but he didn't think he needed help... until she pointed out that he was bleeding. After almost two days of it, however, it wasn't so much shocking as exhausting and frustrating. He wanted to know that he would mend so that he could help Laura; he didn't want to keep coming undone and slipping backwards. In short, he didn't want to die.

He rested a hand against the crescent-shaped wound, sighing deeply. "Sorry to impose... but could you help me, if you're able? This has happened a few times..."

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