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Elubviq
Vincent let himself get lost in the words, enjoying the story and journey as he always did. He traveled with the knights, and danced with Guinevere, before his voice finally cracked, and he placed the book down, having finished it. He blinked, slowly adjusting the change in light.
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Elubviq
Vincent let himself get lost in the words, enjoying the story and journey as he always did. He traveled with the knights, and danced with Guinevere, before his voice finally cracked, and he placed the book down, having finished it. He blinked, slowly adjusting the change in light.
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socialbookworm ((gonna head to sleep))
"That writing is very good. I miss books.. Thank you for reading that." He was being honest. The book was amazing compared to others he had read long ago.
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socialbookworm ((gonna head to sleep))
"That writing is very good. I miss books.. Thank you for reading that." He was being honest. The book was amazing compared to others he had read long ago.
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Elubviq ((Alrighty ^-^))
Vincent started slightly, having forgotten that the other man was there. He nodded at the other's gratitude, and settled back, his eyes slipping closed. His exhaustion and injury finally catching up to his body.
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Elubviq ((Alrighty ^-^))
Vincent started slightly, having forgotten that the other man was there. He nodded at the other's gratitude, and settled back, his eyes slipping closed. His exhaustion and injury finally catching up to his body.
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socialbookworm
Calixto checks his wound once more to make sure it wasn't bleeding. "You can sleep without worry," he says. He himself was rather tired. He lays a blanket gently over Vincent before curling up on another mat, with another blanket. He fell asleep with ease.
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socialbookworm
Calixto checks his wound once more to make sure it wasn't bleeding. "You can sleep without worry," he says. He himself was rather tired. He lays a blanket gently over Vincent before curling up on another mat, with another blanket. He fell asleep with ease.
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Elubviq
Vincent woke up without pain. He moved to sit up, trying to remener where he was, and doubled over his wound and the movement. He hissed harshly, trying to keep his breathing steady. The pain rippled through his waist, and he closed his eyes as if blocking out the world would help.
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Elubviq
Vincent woke up without pain. He moved to sit up, trying to remener where he was, and doubled over his wound and the movement. He hissed harshly, trying to keep his breathing steady. The pain rippled through his waist, and he closed his eyes as if blocking out the world would help.
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socialbookworm
Calixto wasn't there. He thought he would leave early to find some food, hopefully meat. If he couldn't make any game, he would return with berries. He considered making another rod to fish with, as hunting wasn't working very well anymore. Part of it could be blamed for an eye that didn't seem to see right. Everything was blurry. Perception was ruined.
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socialbookworm
Calixto wasn't there. He thought he would leave early to find some food, hopefully meat. If he couldn't make any game, he would return with berries. He considered making another rod to fish with, as hunting wasn't working very well anymore. Part of it could be blamed for an eye that didn't seem to see right. Everything was blurry. Perception was ruined.
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Elubviq
Vincent managed to calm his breathing, and with a determined twist of his lips, he managed to sit himself up. He leaned against the wall, and reached out to pick up his book. His waist had gone gloriously numb, and he didn't care if it was a good thing or a bad thing. He started to reread the legends in an attempt to calm his nerves from being away from home.
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Elubviq
Vincent managed to calm his breathing, and with a determined twist of his lips, he managed to sit himself up. He leaned against the wall, and reached out to pick up his book. His waist had gone gloriously numb, and he didn't care if it was a good thing or a bad thing. He started to reread the legends in an attempt to calm his nerves from being away from home.
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socialbookworm
An hour had passed. Two. Three. Finally, he was able to kill a fat bird- it was already injured, mind as well kill it and give it a greater purpose.
He returns to the small home, bird in hand. He sits down and starts plucking it, away from Vincent. "You should stay lay down, Vincent."
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socialbookworm
An hour had passed. Two. Three. Finally, he was able to kill a fat bird- it was already injured, mind as well kill it and give it a greater purpose.
He returns to the small home, bird in hand. He sits down and starts plucking it, away from Vincent. "You should stay lay down, Vincent."
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Elubviq
"Don't like it," Vincent muttered, turning a page. It felt weird to just be lying down. If he could curl up it would be more comfortable, but that would aggravate the wound, and his usual position still had part of him upright.
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Elubviq
"Don't like it," Vincent muttered, turning a page. It felt weird to just be lying down. If he could curl up it would be more comfortable, but that would aggravate the wound, and his usual position still had part of him upright.
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socialbookworm
"But you must. You can get sick, or infection.. Then you would die." He takes a knife and guts the chicken, dumping it's entrails into a bowl.
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socialbookworm
"But you must. You can get sick, or infection.. Then you would die." He takes a knife and guts the chicken, dumping it's entrails into a bowl.
