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Date Posted: 08/16/07 3:10pm
Author: Evie/Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 08/16/07 3:00pm

(She had to fight the clawing urge that was choking inside of her to cling to Durgan, because deep down through her panic she knew that Bree needed him more than she did at that moment. Still, the moment his hands were on her body she was sobbing, letting the fear and panic release from her slight frame and pour out now that she felt relief creeping into her. The men knew they were in danger.. they would be safe now.) Oh God, Durgan.. Thank God.. Bree.. she's hurt bad.. (She sobbed between breaths, pushing at his chest until he realized that she wasn't hurt and that it was Bree he was sensing. When he turned to go to her, she crossed her arms over her chest and brought a hand up to stifle another sob. She wasn't at all prepared for this.. to have the little bubble of safety she had put herself in become so terribly violated.) (He was already on his way to the castle when Durgan's words came to him, and he growled.) Why the hell not? What is goin' on, Durgan? (He retorted, not the type to be stopped by mere words when his mind was made up about something. He could smell death, fire and decay just as his brother could - though it was the smell of fresh blood.. Bree's blood.. that was drawing him with such speed. Like a beacon it called him to that side window that Durgan had smashed in, though he was much too large to make it in through the opening. He flapped his wings with much effort, keeping himself hovering outside the window. As his feet alighted on the frame he shifted shape, using his hands to pull himself in through the frame. He was paler that usual, the skin that covered his upper chest and throat blotched with red and raw skin.) Bree.. (He called out to her, striding across the room and pushing his brother back just enough so that he could pull her into his arms, his hands running over her face and arms, before his gaze alit on the blood that was soaking her jeans. His nostrils flared, scenting as usual, and he looked at his brother, panic welling in his gaze.) You can fix her, Durgan.. make this right.. heal her.. God damnit.. (He had never before felt such clawing panic, threatening to rob him of air.)

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Replies:

inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 3:18pm
- Inside -- Dane/evie, 08/16/07 3:29pm
  - inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 3:36pm
    - Inside -- Evie/Dane, 08/16/07 3:53pm
      - inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 3:59pm
        Inside -- Evie, 08/16/07 4:11pm
        inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 4:29pm