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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 18:18:01 GMT -5
It was another day, after school, and Ryouko was in the park...having laid her jacket down on a bench, next to her pack. Comfortable blue track pants rested on her legs, with a comfortable dark blue bare midriff top, short sleeves on her arms, an open V above her chest, with a tight and snug fit. Her body was able to breathe, and it would need that, as she used various props in the park, like benches, stone walls, or other raised surfaces to practice her acrobatics and overall fitness. It wasn't exactly the gym, but she felt better out in nature....and she loved the wind of the Windy City.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 18:21:43 GMT -5
As he walked through the park, Kiriha lifted his hand, coughing into the back of it. Damn. That shouldn't be happening.
Life. He needed life. Nazca was a killer, but it worked for him. For now. But life was eluding him. He needed to find his life; a way to restore himself. Medicine wasn't going to work. He needed something beyond it.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 18:29:12 GMT -5
Ryouko was currently on her hands, upside down on top of a stone wall, doing push-ups....then once she'd finished with that, she elegantly extended her flexible legs, landing a little further over on the wall, twisting her upper body out of the corkscrew that created, righting her balance again.
Then, she heard a cough, and looked around to see what noise it was..
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 18:30:31 GMT -5
Kiriha's coughing ended, so he lowered his arm and kept walking, opening his pink collar one more button as he kept going, not paying attention to the people.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 18:38:59 GMT -5
Ryouko saw who had coughed...and smiled a little. He was kinda cute, for such a proud looking man. Then she shook her head and dived off the wall, rolling forward and running forward, jumping up on a bench and flipping off of that.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 18:41:13 GMT -5
He started to cough again. Damn it! He sat on a bench, doubling over a bit and coughing harder.
His eyes began to water from how hard that was. Life...he needed life. He needed to be a savior.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 18:42:51 GMT -5
It was near her bench, and she walked over slowly. "Are you alright?" She asked..
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 18:44:35 GMT -5
He glanced to her and sat up for his own image, "I'm fine," he commented.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 18:49:05 GMT -5
"Yeah...you're pretty fine for someone who was just doubled over and coughing a *Lot*. I've got a bike nearby, could take you to a hospital, if you need it.." Ryouko replied, crossing her arms over the top of her abs.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 23:35:34 GMT -5
"I'm a med student, and a damn good one. A hospital won't be of help," he told her, glancing at her exposed lower chest then back to her face.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 23:43:29 GMT -5
"Well pardon me for showing concern for you." Ryouko said, catching his glance, and she wondered mentally what he would think.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 23:45:21 GMT -5
"Concern is a common enough thing," he said, "But don't waste it on me."
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 23:46:35 GMT -5
"What, are you too good for the concern of a teenager?" Ryouko challenged..
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 23:48:02 GMT -5
"I'm a man who will end up dying, and there's nothing medicine can do to help me," he told her, "The concern is wasted; my fate is sealed."
Unless he could find life...
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 21, 2012 23:52:36 GMT -5
"It's a damn shame, then." Ryouko said, a small smile on her face.
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