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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/30/2017 3:20:44 PM
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"I don't.. don't.."
[i]Camella tried to speak, though her face went pale, as she would gulp and study the wound inflicted upon her. The wound had begun to shift into a light yellow hue, before becoming a sickly green color.[/i]
[i]Poison.[/i]
"...David," [i]Camella went quiet, trying to keep calm.[/i] "Guards w-will arrest them. Just.. n-no matter what, get me to the palace. U-Understand? There's medics f-for this there."
[i]She looked as if she would fall over, at any second.[/i]
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"Amethyst," he requested, "Highlight where the nearest medic is." "That will do, Davey." "Don't call me that." He scooped up Camela in a bridal-style carry.
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[i]Camella would gag in a pained wheeze, holding onto David as if he was her only hope, and she wasn't wrong. David would have to hurry to the palace.[/i]
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He tranfused a small bit of his light to try to stabilize her as he rushed to the palace. "Medic!" He shouted.
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[i]As David would reach the palace, hushed screams and gasps escaped the crowds of nobles, as a few medics would escort Camella to a medical chamber.[/i] [i]Bells rang throughout the city, bells that rang of despair and foreboding.[/i] [i]Something was terribly wrong.[/i] [spoiler]Fin, for now.[/spoiler]
