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Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Jan 2, 2012 18:07:20 GMT -5
Shaking his head, he smiled at him sadly. "Even though you two havent seen eachother in a long time...you know... because he passed away. I think its great that he is back though..."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Jan 2, 2012 18:21:08 GMT -5
"No no... its fine." kyle watched the blood still seeping through the wound. it was looking kinda nasty as it tried to heal itself and the blood started to dry up. His face went pale. Ever since he was small, he hated the look of his own blood.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Jan 2, 2012 18:49:16 GMT -5
"Thanks" he walked into the bathroom, sticking his foot in the tub and pouring water over his ankle. The blood rinsed off pretty well... But it still wouldnt stop bleeding. Kyle would have to bandage it up again.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Jan 2, 2012 18:52:52 GMT -5
"Everything alright?" Phillis asked, poking his head in. He noticed the never-ending stream of blood running through the tub. "That is quite the wound you have. Should I call for someone to fix it up?"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Jan 2, 2012 19:04:50 GMT -5
"No... im fine." ripping his shirt, he wraps it and ties it around his ankle. "Thanks, phillis." Kyle rinses out the tub, making sure all the blood goes down the drain. "Sorry about all the blood."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Jan 7, 2012 2:42:22 GMT -5
He smiled weakly. "Yeah. Dont worry." his heart was slightly broken, but in the end he knew it didnt matter. Kyle said his goodbyes, and started to walk out of the castle.
(( *insert Forever Alone guy face here* Q^Q </3 ))