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Date Posted: 13:42:26 12/14/02 Sat
Author: Jonrao
Subject: Uuuuhhhnnnnnnnnnn....
In reply to: Seleth n' Ayrist, but not necessarily in that order... 's message, "Ah! Unhealthy dude! WE BE COMIN!" on 15:08:18 12/11/02 Wed

One elongated lobe flicks, but currently the young adult is too immersed in pain and haze to do anything about the rush of activity 'round his blood-soaked form. A whisper of hope dawns in a tortured mind, but the male stays as still as possible, despite the explosion of pain when a paw is laid upon his tattered hide. As wounds begin to heal, mostly the deep ones, Jonrao's eyes snap open and stare, unseeing, at the crimson-stained soil at the end of his muzzle. Then, abruptly, energy surges through his form, accompanying the panic.

Where am I?! Nace! By the Phoenix, where is he?!

A tortured scream rips from the male's throat and he musters enough strength to fling himself away from Seleth. He trips, crashes to the ground, staggers up again on legs only newly-set and with a cramp in his neck born of straining already-wrenched muscles. A broken blade sways erratically in the air, a haze passes over glassy orbs and the Korayat falls again, panic failing and pain, exhaustion, weakness taking over again. Jonrao's muzzle smacks the ground and he gasps for air, struggling to draw it in, still twitching in an effort to rise.

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Replies:

Smell REAL bad. -- Banretin, 19:52:46 12/14/02 Sat
- Yelp! Hey! I'm just trying to Help! -- Seleth, 21:05:19 12/15/02 Sun
  - Uhhnnn... huh... wha....? -- Jonrao, 21:00:50 12/20/02 Fri
    - Whew... -- Seleth, 21:37:32 12/22/02 Sun
      - I'm... healed....?! -- Jonrao, 11:22:09 12/30/02 Mon
        Okay, so I'm late.. it's a guy thing.... <--Washi -- Washi || Banretin, 11:27:40 12/30/02 Mon
        Weary Already... Oivey... -- Seleth and Ayrist, 20:37:47 12/30/02 Mon
        Hmmm.... -- Jonrao, 22:49:22 12/30/02 Mon
        Rant -- Ayrist, 17:18:17 01/01/03 Wed
        WHOA, angry Korat...! -- Jonrao, 18:37:13 01/04/03 Sat