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Lily , The Hot Dog Hater
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Oct 20, 2014 01:20PM
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"I was just trying to help," Amber muttered.
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Ben nodded. "This is what I have told her. Several times. Right, Ryan?"
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"My arms are getting tired, and I don't think Amber wants me to drop her, so I'm gonna go find that room I was talking about," Ben said. He turned to look at Amber, expecting some sort of protest, but all she was fast asleep.
((I spent 20 minutes obsessing over the straightness of a line for my project.))
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The next day, in the infirmary...Taylor peeled her eyes open, feeling exhausted. She was in the Institute's infirmary. She lifted the edge of her shirt to view her wound, which had been stitched at some point, and was surrounded by iratzes. Sensing another presence in the room, she whipped her head around. In doing so, a thin gash had been cut, from her cheek to the edge of her nose, by a familiar looking sword. "What are you doing in here, Aria?" Taylor inquired. She looked around for her sword, but realized it was the one in Aria's hands.
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Taylor crossed her arms defiantly. "And why should I?"
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((I feel like Aria is using her Mom voice for such bad things.))
"What if I just decided to sit here?" Taylor asked.
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"Touch Ryan, and I won't be the one getting killed," Taylor warned. "I'd just like to know - what exactly do you want?"
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"Speaking of which, how do you expect me to stand up with that sword so close to my face? I'd rather not have another incident like this," Taylor said, gesturing to the blood running down her cheek from the previous cut.
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Taylor carefully made her way out of the Infirmary bed, biting her lip when her stomach injury was aggravated.
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Taylor's airways were being mostly obstructed by the rather large sword being pressed to her throat, so she tried as best as she could to move with Aria. After all, slit throats are never fun.
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Taylor tripped, and the sword cut another fine line, this time along her throat.
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((I have the whole thing planned out.))
Taylor regained her footing and continued walking.
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(('The area by the door' would be acceptable))Taylor wondered what it was that Marissa and Daniel were constantly arguing about. About the same time as this, Hayley began walking down the stairs. Seeing Aria, she stopped cold, hoping she hadn't been spotted.
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Hayley slowly walked back to the training room, hoping to find one of the adults there.
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((I had to go to my brother's football game))Taylor smiled, since she wasn't able to speak.
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Aria sighed impatiantly. "Yes, yes. Move out of the way, and you might get her back in one piece."
Hayley entered the training room. "Hello? "
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Hayley turned to Ryan. "Do you know where your parents are? There's a bit of a situation downstairs..."
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"Last I saw, Taylor was being held at sword-point by that Aria lady," Hayley said.
Hayley thought for a moment. "At least I THINK it was Taylor and Aria. It was kinda hard to tell, since all I saw was the backs of their heads."
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"That's really not the point, though. Where are your parents?" Hayley repeated.
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"Then help me find them," Hayley ordered.
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((Can you call me?))
((I'm on the bus, so no :/))"Come on. And be quiet when you leave," Hayley said, walking out the door in search for the adults.
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((Aw. When you get home?))
((4:10ish))Hayley tentatively knocked on one of the doors on the end, hoping to find someone inside.
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((Dang. That's a long time on the bus.))
