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message 1: by Staria ☆, [Stalk-ish Mod] (new)

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A violent place where you can come specifically looking for a fight. Be warned. There are no rules here.


message 2: by Staria ☆, [Stalk-ish Mod] (last edited Jan 31, 2015 10:03AM) (new)

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Bailey had walked quickly through the town, her wolf having most of the control. She came to the darkest part of town where there was the place called the Fighting Ring. It wasn't her first time coming to the place and it was usually crowded with violent people wanting gamble or fight. The ones that recognized Bailey rooted and took her up to the ring eagerly since they all knew she had a winning streak. She reluctantly went up and hoped that Crispen wouldn't come looking for her.

When she made it into the ring, the one that wanted to approach her first was the same guy that had ripped her clothes off the last time she had been there. She rolled her eyes and took off her boots and shirt. She wore a regular black bra instead of a sports bra again since she had not originally planned to come here, but she had taken half her clothes off anyway since she didn't want this man to be the cause of her going back to Crispen half naked once again. Then the match began.


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Crispen had followed her scent to this place, his expression was impassive so it was impossible to tell what he thought. Though he didn't really judge the place, he'd came to places like this before he got Candi back, before his parents were dead too. It was probably one of the reasons he was so calm about her disappearing and coming back all bruised up. Seeing that someone was fighting and having a suspicion he knew exactly who, he made his way through the crowd, staying silent and when someone tried to shove him back, his gaze on them would be murderous. That made them back off fast. It was sad how well he adapted to this after being away from it for so long, well what felt like forever. He stopped near the front, covered by shadows though and watched the match. His eyes had widened momentarily seeing Bailey without her shirt on but composed himself quickly.


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The way that Bailey was fighting was different from what Crispen had ever seen her do. She was graceful and ethereal. She was light on her feet and with every dodge it looked like she was dancing. Yet she was also deadly. Men whistled at her since her body was seemingly attractive with the way she used her muscles. She didn't at all see that Crispen was somewhere in the crowd. The match had only lasted for ten minutes before the man was on the ground and once again unconscious. He was dragged off and once again the crowd cheered and someone new stepped up to the challenge.


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Crispen watched her, he was fascinated with how she fought, if the pack had more fighter's like her.. well it would make his life a little easier. He felt something in his gut, pride and also... jealousy? Yeah, he felt jealous cause all these men were looking at her, he felt that and angry but kept that under wraps. He was soon leaning against a wall, watching her match. She took the guy down easily, which helped him calm his wolf down but he was wondering why she was doing this, was it caused of something he'd done? When he'd been younger and fighting in this type of place, his motivation was anger, frustration, stress and the need to cool off. Was that her's too?


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When Bailey won the second match, it was obvious that she would need a harder opponent. She was relieved though that it was calming her wolf. It took her mind off of everything that struggled her and forced her to concentrate on the task at hand. Before the third one came, she did multiple stretches, earning her more admiration from the men. She rolled her eyes and her third opponent came up. It was a woman with very short but dark hair and this would obviously be a battle with duel blades. They both picked out blades and prepared for the fight. The last time Bailey did this, she knocked the guy out so she wouldn't have to kill him.


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Crispen watched silently, it was getting harder and harder to watch though, to put himself through this. Yes, he was proud she could hold her own, but he knew this before coming here. What was getting hard was the emotions that was being provoked, mainly the angry and jealous. He wanted to kill all these men, which was a little bit too out there for him, too unsettling. Even though, he refused to leave, not wanting to leave her alone, he'd be damned if he left and something happened to her, especially with this next fight.


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In the ring, both girls wove around each other to stay away from the blades. Bailey's main goal was knocking the girl out. The girl slipped once though, causing one of Bailey's blades to cut her near the shoulder. When Bailey found a chance, it caused a gash above her hip though, but she tripped the girl before hitting a pressure point that knocked her out. Letting out a sigh that mixed with relief and pain, she stood and put the blades away before pressing a cloth onto her new wound. She put her shirt and shoes back on before leaving the ring. Everyone was still cheering as they let her pass through to the exit. She only hoped Crispen wouldn't freak when he saw the new wound to her collection.


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Crispen tensed when she got wounded but relaxed once seeing the look in her eyes. He knew she had this handled, he just wished she had done it without getting hurt in the first place. He sighed a bit and began towards the exit seeing her grabbing her clothes and knew she was heading out. He made it there just in time to come up behind Bailey. He waited until they were out of the area to place a hand gently on the shoulder opposite of the one she hurt. "Is it deep?" he asked softly.


message 10: by Staria ☆, [Stalk-ish Mod] (last edited Jan 31, 2015 02:08PM) (new)

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Bailey flinched even though he had not hurt her. He was watching! He was there! She was thankful that she thought he wasn't there because if she had known she would have gotten majorly hurt. Bailey lifted the cloth to look at the cut. "Yea," she whispered, placing the cloth back onto the cut. She didn't look at him. He had seen her really fight.


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Crispen moved his hand away when she flinched, moving in front of her. His gaze went to the cut she had got, nodding a bit as he hummed. He looked at her after that, noticing she wasn't looking at him. "I see, I'll tend to it when we get back," he said, "shall we get back to the car?" he asked, hoping she won't reject it because he'd have to take her by force otherwise.


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"Yea," she only said again before she started to walk to where she remembered the car was. It was quiet as they walked back and the wounds just kept stinging. When the hardware store finally came into view, Bailey said, "did you pick out some paint?" Her voice sounded almost like a whisper and she still wouldn't look at him.


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Crispen relaxed a bit, nodding and shoved his hands into his pockets to keep himself from touching her. He walked side by side with her, soon leading her to the car. He glanced at her when she finally spoke after a while. "Yeah," he said, "used what you picked out," he said softly. He wondered why she couldn't stand looking at him, was it because he'd seen her fight? Was it that bad he wondered, was the thought of him that bad?


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Bailey was a little surprised he actually picked the ones that she had picked out. "You didn't have to," she murmured. They had finally gotten up to the car and she went right into the passengers side and got in. "W-what did you think?" She asked hesitantly. "A-About my fighting I mean?" She then carefully placed on her seat belt.


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Crispen chuckled as he unlocked the car before they reached it, "they were good picks, and I would have been hopeless otherwise," he stated with a shrug. He got into the driver's seat after she'd gotten into the car, buckling himself in. He glanced over at her, "you were very good," he stated, "the pack could learn a thing or two from you," he said starting the engine and looked away. He paused, "it made me oddly proud," he stated honestly, "though it pissed me off," he admitted. He glanced at her then, "the way the other men looked at you..."


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When he first said that it pissed him off, she assumed it was because she was putting herself into harms way, until he mentioned the way the men looked at her. She slowly glanced up at him to see him looking at her. She quickly looked away again though. She would apologize, but then again he wasn't her mate, so why should she? "Men," she muttered under her breath.


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Crispen looked away from her then, just catching the barest glimpse of her glancing at him. He pulled out and began driving down the street. "To be honest though, it reminded me of the times before my parents died," he said to fill the silence. "The days when I thought I'd never see Candi again as well..."


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Bailey closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. She didn't say anything the entire ride home. Her hand was still on the cloth to keep it on the cut and groaned when she saw how much blood was on the cloth.


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((Crispen's place??))


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((Yeppers))


message 21: by ӍдѕҞa (new)

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Armina watched the man she'd just fought be taken away by his friends to the hospital most likely. She'd done him up good, she snickered at the image of his face. You couldn't recognize the guy cause it was so swollen.
"Who's next!" she called out, grinning darkly. She wore her usual training wear, some cuts, bruises starting to form and blood, most of it someone else's. Another man stepped up, since not many woman came tonight, especially for the reason to fight. She got into position as did the other man before beginning. She didn't bother waiting, she lunged, fully expecting him to dodge, caught his neck and spun herself around to his back and hung off him by his neck. She then elbowed him hard in the spine, making him buckle. She stayed on his back as he fell and swung his hands wildly to try and pry her off. She held him in a headlock though, punching the side of his face hard when he'd scratched her. By accident or not, she didn't care. She kept the headlock in placed as she got onto her feet, punched his gut kicked his spine again and released him from the hold. He fell, spitting out blood and laid there. She moved away, standing in her stance, ready for any comeback or even an attack from the crowd.


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Bryan came for a fight. There were two reasons GE fought, to let off some steam or his hormones start to run wild and he needs a distraction. He was know for fighting til death against other low lives how had nothing. Being young he had the stamina. Ten years of training gave him knowledge. Being pissed gave him motivation. Everyone who saw him fight knew that he wasn't gonna just roll over dead for someone, he had his sister to think about mainly but killing gave him relief at times.


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Some of the guys buddies who were pissed, all jumped at her starting one of this brawls that included everyone and lots of doggy piles. In total, it turned into total chaos, those who didn't want to be beat up or involved left quickly. Armina was taking on four other guys while the one on the ground was knocked out. She easily took down two before one of them drew a knife the other a gun. She stood in ready, half paying attention to them while also on the fights going on around her. She tsked, "that's no fair," she drawled, grinning at the challenge and was suddenly in front of the guy with the gun, grabbing the gun hand, twisted it back and snapped his elbow in the wrong direction. He screamed when it snapped like a twig and she kicked the other guy in the stomach before he could stab her and then shoved the gun whose gun fell to the ground into the guy with the knife.


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Bryan saw all the fighting and pucked up a gun from his feet. People need to keep track of their weapons, he thought. He shot a few rounds of the gun in the air quieting most the the people down. The guy who technically owned the place meaning he was the bet collecter walked over to him. "If you want a fight to the death, hand to hand then I'm here but lets not over exaggerate!" his voice boomed.


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Armina was about to round kick the guys when she heard shots being fired and paused for a moment. She was about to continue, since she never turned her back on a fight, it gave them an opening, when she heard a voice boom over the now quiet people. She actually stopped and glanced towards the noise, frowned. That's when pain shot through her from her head where the asshole with the knife cut her. She hissed, whipped around and punched the gun hard in the face. She was pissed, as blood dripped down from the cut into her face. She grabbed the hand the had the knife, twisted it hard to snap his wrist, hit his chest before punching him in the face again. Still holding his broken wrist, she pulled him towards her kneed him before pushing him away hard. She now had his knife and dropped it with a scowl.


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Bryan looked around and saw a low life hobo and shot him in the knee, he screamed in agony. "Who wants to be shot next?! I sure as hell don't care to kill someone with a gun. We all know this is illegal but if nun of y'all stop the cops 'ill come," his Alabama accent started to show through his booming voice as many stopped not wanting to go to jail but also fear Bryan's wrath which non ever seen his face around here unless he kills them.


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Armina jumped at the shot and snapped her gaze to Bryan, eyes widening. Why was he here? She shuddered a bit at the accent and shook her head. Someone probably already called the cops, it always happened when guns went off, some neighbour usually. She moved, heading to her stuff and picked up her phone. She plugged in to a small speaker she had and pressed the button for police sirens.
They all scattered like flies, well those who could did. She waited until most had left before taking her phone out of the speaker, back into the bag and used her shirt she had in there to whip off the blood from the wound to her head. A few had stayed behind, recognizing her little trick, but mostly still wanted to fight. She knew she healed faster than a human but slower than a werewolf, which was stupid and pissed her off. She released her pent up rage now, so she was good to leave, which is one of the reasons she had no problem getting rid of most of the people, besides she knew they'd be back in an hour or so.


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Bryan threw the gun to the ground and shrugged. Hearing the police sirens he shrugged, not like he hated bee to jail before having Derrick get a random person. to pose as our guardian. He had his hood up and walked over towards the bet collecter. On his way he bumped arms with Armina, "Greg anyone fighting til the death?!" He needed to feel a life slip away because of him but only because he couldn't do it to any of the asshats he was train now a days.


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Armina had slung her bag she'd hidden, not wanting it stolen while she was fighting, onto her shoulder. She'd tucked the bloodied shirt into the bag when she was bumped by someone, she couldn't tell who since the person's hood was up but she flinched back, tense with fear as she urged herself to calm down, not to show weakness. She shook her head composing herself and turned to leave the main area. Before she could leave though, the bet collector called her. "Grae!"
She stopped and growled low under her breath before turning and looked at him, "what?" She knew though, having heard Bryan's question, "Johnny and Graham are looking shit like that," she stated, her tone like ice. She didn't specifically enjoyed killing someone, beating the shit out of sure, but not killing it wasn't her style. She believed, the best torture was to give them pain but not an end to the agony.


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Bryan shook his head and nodded. By nature he was a killed and his wolf felt satisfied at killing someone. "Alcoholics and drug addicts I presumed," he sighed. He Jew most people liked seeing a good fight and most called him a beast.


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Armina shrugged, "drugs," she stated and looked at the bet collector before away and turned back around, "though Johnny just likes killing things," she muttered. She saw what he'd done once to someone, it was brutal, savage actually. She shuddered a bit, wondering if that would be her if he came after her. Armina checked the time on her phone and frowned. She was late, oh well she hoped Telema won't be too mad with her. She paused then though before she could leave. It was Bryan, she'd be able to see how he actually fights with no rules or need to hold back. This would be interesting to watch.


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Bryan laughed and nodded stripping his hoodie off. "I'll put twenty on myself, ten on Johnny." He handed Greg thirty bucks and sat his hoodie on the ground by the ring. People started making their way back seeing ni cops around most started betting on Bryan since they knew he was a hard person to get close to. Greg knew why Bryan put both on himself and his opponent, because if he died then some cash went to his brother and sister but if he didn't then he didn't lose much on the fight. Johnny was a buff guy but also couldn't think fully about what to do he acted on instinct.


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Armina moved back to get to higher ground so she'd have a better view. She definitely wanted to see this. She situated herself up and looked down at the fighting area. She wasn't one big on bets, especially since she didn't have the money to spare. She didn't even for a moment think Johnny would win, sure she'd seen him do bad shit to people during fights, but she knew he lacked decent skill and used brutal strength more than anything. Telema was going to kill her but oh well. She took the shirt out to press it to her wound which hadn't stopped bleeding yet. She wondered how deep the little shit got but didn't worry too much on that yet.


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Bryan got in his fighting stance which on him looked like he was ready to dance. He felt ever muscle in his body tense so he'd be ready for an impact. After the bell rang signalling the start of the fight Johhny ran straight for him which he dodged and roundhouse kicked him in the back. Every move Bry made was like a step in a dance, he remember hus dad telling him if ye could dance then he could fight which ended up a lecture. Johnny got back up and lunged at him which he completely fell back on the floor letting Johnny trip over him. After a moment he flipped himself back up.


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Armina watched in fascination, watching the movement and calculating the tactics and skill behind it. She was focused on the fight and not anyone else, which wasn't the smartest thing to do especially in this type of place. The fall was different, not something she'd ever do, trip him another way on the other hand. Getting tripped over was too dangerous, especially with her frail body. She pushed that thought aside and continued to watch. If she had placed a bet, it would have been on her so called trainer.


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Bryan had a smirk on his face as he eyes was engulfed with black telling anyone who was supernatural that his wolf Nox was taking over. It was natural for his eyes to do that when he was fighting. Johnny got back up and charged at him but Bry only punched him in the gut before doing a double roundhouse kick. Anyone could tell that Bryan had enough energy to snap the guts neck which was sweet thought to him ay the moment.


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Armina took noticed and leaned closer to get a better look. This was getting good, and she couldn't help but wonder what his wolf was like if it was a separate personality like she'd heard some were like before. She shrugged that off and focused on the fight. It was beautiful, in a violent sort of way. It wasn't looking at all good for Johnny.
The crowd howled at the action, cheering and some ranting for death.


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Bryan continued to beat on Johnny til he couldn't get up. He knew they wanted death so he picked up Johnny's limp body and positioned his hands ready to break the guys neck. His eyes were still black but he stared at Armina before anyone heard rge snapping of Johnny's neck. Some blood covered his chest, arms, and hands bit he didn't care. Everyone started cheering as a group of guys started to drag Johnny's lifeless body away.


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Armina watched, totally forgetting about Telema and the job she was supposed to do. She was fascinated and awe struck, watching was exhilarating and made her itchy to throw a punch herself. She watched as he got ready to snap his neck, body tensing with anticipation until her gaze met his. They were still pitch black, and she couldn't look away until the noise of the bone breaking snapped her out of it and she glanced at Johnny, noticing the blood on Bryan. The match was done though and she needed to head out. With a sigh, she got down and tucked the shirt away before heading out and down an alley to get to the main road.
She was walking on the sidewalk when, lost in thought as she went over the fight in her mind when someone grabbed her and pulled her into the alley. She didn't even have time to freak out before she was punched, bag torn from her grasp and another punch to the gut.


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Bryan took his money and hoodie before heading out after Armina. He wanted kind of tell her sorry that he needed to have some release. Upon getting yo her he saw a guy punching at her and he took the guy pinning him against the nearset wall by his neck. Bry could easily be pissed off and his dark blue eyes again started to be swallowed by his pupils.


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Armina was hunched over, trying to catch her breath from the punch in the gut. Her face was sore from the first punch which had been to her face obviously. She was pissed, in pain and felt crawling of her skin that usually signaled the beginning of a shift. When she'd caught air, she noticed Bryan pinning the guy that had grabbed her, but saw another one running towards him with a knife. Armina lunged into action, stopping in front of him and in a few quick moves the knife was on the ground, his arm was broken and she had him pinned to the ground. "Where is my bag?" she hissed, twitching a bit from the need to shift that she was suppressing. She didn't need an answer cause she saw her bag. She punched the guy hard before lifting and smashing his head to the cement. He was knocked unconscious easily and she got up before going over to her bag, blinking. Seemed that punch was harder than she assumed.


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Bryan was starting to choke from pack of air. This was unusual for him since he always refrained himself. He didn't really understand why he was attacking and almost killing the man. Nox was being weird about it but didn't try to say anything about it. "Who are you?" HR growled out.


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Armina snapped her gaze over to Bryan, having a strong feeling his wolf was coming out again if not already. She grabbed her bag strap, dragging it after her as she went over to him. She hesitated before placing a hand on his shoulder, "he's not worth it, just some asshole that was pissed off because he lost a bet and lots of money," she gritted out through her teeth since her head was killing her.


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Bryan huffed and grabbed the guys shirt and threw him against the opposite wall. He still didn't have his hoodie on but at least he wasn't covered in blood like earlier. He picked up his black hoodie and looked at hee as his eyes went back to their original dark blue, its like he's hot and cold.


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Armina didn't even care, just kept her hand tight on his shoulder since it was the only thing keeping her from falling. It was why she always blocked or made first moves, she was more human than most werewolves, female as well so it affected her more. So holding his shoulder was the thing keeping her up since she was dizzy. Blood loss and punch to the head weren't a good combination especially with the suppression of her shift which was still itching at the surface. "You cool now?" she asked.


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Bryan nodded and looked at her. "You should let Derrick check you out," he said raising his hand to touch her but stopped and pulled back fisting his hand. Most of the time he acted instinctively when someone was hurt.


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Armina did not like the idea of his brother touching her at the slightest, nothing against him but she couldn't handle it. She slung her bag onto her shoulder, shaking her head to clear it before releasing his shoulder. "You probably have to get back to Ana," she muttered, luckily Telema's place was nearby, hopefully she made it there before she passed out or shifted, doubtful with her dizziness. She was stronger than this, she was stronger! No human elements could hold her back! none.... none...


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Bryan looked at her shaking hus head. "She's with my brother's mate." He told her that he was gonna be out for awhile. Examining Armina he sighed, "at least let me help ya to where you're going," his accent seeping into his words. He had to admit he tried to keep his accent out of his voice so he sounded normal.


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Armina felt rather drunk, one thing she'd never experienced before but it felt like how people usually described it. She changed her stance to stop herself from swaying but it didn't stop the blurriness and fatigue. She really wished she'd let Bryan kill the fucker. She was in no place to decline his offer though, especially in this condition. "Fine," she murmured, closing her eyes momentarily. "You shouldn't hide your accent," she added, again going back to the weird feeling of drunkenness making her blunter than usual.
"I'm heading to the boxing gym in town," Armina said after a moment, opening her eyes, frowning when her vision danced with spots. She didn't want him touching her, she'd have enough of that today, and referring to the part she knew she was flawed, she also knew she had no chance of getting there without some help much to her denial so she placed a hand on his shoulder once again.


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Bryan nodded and looked at her. "I try to seem normal." He nodded again and started to walk. He wanted her to get her feet.


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