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Post by Thomas on Jun 25, 2016 7:31:39 GMT -6
Thomas growled, gritting his teeth.
Blood was dripping down his face from his damaged eye. His shoulder was bleeding as well and the pain still burned. He was still well enough to move down the sidewalk until he reached his house.
He jumped up onto the fence, so he could jump back into his garden. His housefolk wouldn't return until later, he'd memorized their habits. He knew he'd have to suffer for a little while. Before he leapt back down onto the grass, his ears twitched.
Someone was there. His gaze snapped to whoever it was. "What do you want?!"
((OH CRAP I just realized I forgot to mark this thread as open eheh...))
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Post by Ginger on Jun 26, 2016 19:02:00 GMT -6
"to help you. WHAT HAPPENED?!" Ginger gasped leaping down into his yard circling him observing his eye. "here let me.." she tried to clean his wound with a few licks.
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Post by Thomas on Jun 26, 2016 19:05:24 GMT -6
Thomas grumbled quietly as Ginger's tongue lapped at his wounds.
He hissed in pain, Ginger wasn't being as gentle as he'd like. He swatted her away. "Cut it out! My housefolk will deal..." 'When they get home.' He added, not wanting to tell Ginger about that little detail.
"Nothing big... Just some wild cat going on about my brat of a sister...."
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 4:42:11 GMT -6
"are your house folk home?" she asked still concerned. "wait hold on my mom is out but I know what to do" she said jumping over the fence and shortly returning with a pink cloth.
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Post by Thomas on Jun 27, 2016 6:22:21 GMT -6
Thomas stared at the pink cloth.
"Uh. What will a brightly colored piece of fabric, do exactly?" He questioned, sounding rather skeptical.
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 13:01:40 GMT -6
" look I got a cut from a wire and my mom used this on my cut and it didn't get infected" the cloth was wet with some sort of alcohol antibiotic. "this might sting" she warned him before pressing it on his wound.
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Post by Thomas on Jun 27, 2016 13:14:50 GMT -6
Thomas instantly hissed at the pressure.
It felt like someone decided to collect some brambles and jam them into the open wound. "How is that helping?! OW!"
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Post by Ginger on Jun 27, 2016 16:20:54 GMT -6
"honestly I don't know how it works" she admitted "but I know it does." she shot a glance at his shoulder "what happened Thomas" she said calmly.
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Post by Thomas on Jul 8, 2016 20:10:46 GMT -6
Thomas openly hissed again.
"There was this rogue... I'm pretty sure my cowardly sister sent him..." He growled. "She was always weak and cowardly...." It was clear his anger was geared moreso to his sister than to the tom he'd fought with.
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Post by Ginger on Jul 8, 2016 20:14:28 GMT -6
"your lucky to have a sibling. You should make amends." She said honestly as she continued to press the stinging cloth to his wounds.
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Post by Thomas on Jul 8, 2016 20:23:06 GMT -6
Thomas hissed at the continued pressure.
"No! I can't forgive her. She made Mom leave!" He argued, clearly still angry and hurt over the event.
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Post by Ginger on Jul 9, 2016 6:19:16 GMT -6
" I doubt she meant to." Ginger pointed out.
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Post by Thomas on Jul 9, 2016 7:29:05 GMT -6
Anger burned through him.
"Are you taking her side?!" Thomas shouted angrily.
((Goooood maybe Ginger can get Thomas to stop being a jerk))
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Post by Ginger on Jul 9, 2016 7:48:00 GMT -6
((that would be quite adorable))
"no I'm trying to help you" she sighed. "its better to live in peace than in hate"
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Post by Thomas on Jul 9, 2016 13:32:47 GMT -6
Thomas growled.
"When I confronted her, right before I left.... She didn't deny a thing!" He protested.
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