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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 12:29:43 GMT -5
( ok. Then gimme a minute to reply. In class )
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 12:31:38 GMT -5
((Ok))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 12:55:05 GMT -5
The next morning, Mark woke up. He blinked open his eyes in confusion, letting out a hiss at the bright light. Terror caused his body to go rigid. ’Have they moved me?’ he thought, his body trembling. The events of the night before came to him. He’d escaped. John had found him. He was safe. Safe... That single word caused Mark’s body to relax.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:01:36 GMT -5
John was sitting on the large windowsill near the front of the house. It was lucky Herc had let him live in this house. He stared out the window at a bird. It was a blue jay, hopping along. John sighed. I wish I could be that carefree...
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:03:23 GMT -5
Mark turned and saw his phone next to him. He took it in shaking hands and pressed John’s contact, calling him.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:04:50 GMT -5
John jumped as his phone started ringing, falling off the windowsill. He picked up. "Hello?"
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:05:41 GMT -5
“J-J-John?” Mark’s voice as hoarse and weak from days of screaming.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:13:33 GMT -5
"Hey, Mark." John's voice was a little flat.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:14:53 GMT -5
“Um, wanna c-come to the hospital?” He stammered.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:19:07 GMT -5
"Hold on, let me ask Herc." John said before putting the phone on hold.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:20:21 GMT -5
Mark stiffened as a Doctor came in and checked him, but stayed silent, waiting for John.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:22:37 GMT -5
John picked back up. "Can't say no to this."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:26:33 GMT -5
Mark, who would’ve usually laughed, just said, “Thanks.” In a monotone voice.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:31:02 GMT -5
John hung up and pulled on his blue hoodie. He didn't feel like putting up his hair, so he just went out.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:31:39 GMT -5
Mark sat in the hospital bed, his eyes half closed. He began to tremble as flashbacks came to him.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:34:22 GMT -5
John silently came in and sat on a chair, drawing his knees to his chest.
((Friendo: OMG THAT ART IS SO CUTE Me: That's not me. Friendo: I know. Me: That's Markiplier. Friendo: I KNEW IT!!!))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:35:35 GMT -5
(( SEND ME THE PICTURE )
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:36:18 GMT -5
((It's your profile pic.))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 13:36:26 GMT -5
Mark looked at John with terror filled eyes, “H-Hey.” He whispered.
(( gtg be back tomorrow ))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 13:42:45 GMT -5
John nodded, although he had a faraway look in his bright hazel eyes. He stared at the wall, his bangs moving away from the scar on his left cheek and leaving it uncovered.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 18:55:26 GMT -5
((le bump))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 19:07:15 GMT -5
(( I’ll reply tomorrow ))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 19:07:43 GMT -5
((Ok))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 16, 2017 19:10:03 GMT -5
( bleh nvm, last reply for day tho ) Mark’s trembling gaze fell on his friends still form, ”J-John, are y-you al-alright?” Once again, Mark’s incredible kindness shown through. Despite his terrifying experience, his pain, and his terror, he still worried for his old friend.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 16, 2017 19:12:51 GMT -5
John nodded again, not noticing the scar showing. It was a long, thin line starting from the tip of his hairline, and went down past his ear. His hazel eyes were unfocused, glazed, even. He still hadn't gotten over the horror of the battlefield after being sent to war at such an early age.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 17, 2017 7:54:07 GMT -5
Mark winced at the look in John’s eyes, ”J-John?” He let out a weak whimper, beginning to tremble violently.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 17, 2017 9:16:05 GMT -5
John blinked after about two minutes and his eyes cleared. When he saw Mark shaking, he was at his side in a heartbeat, hugging him.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 17, 2017 9:18:29 GMT -5
Mark let out a weak squeak of surprise at the sudden contact, his body curling in on itself. ”I-I’m s-sorry...” he whimpered.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 17, 2017 9:30:31 GMT -5
John pulled away. "Ah, s-sorry! It's just a reflex now..."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 17, 2017 9:31:37 GMT -5
Mark’s breathing came in quick pants, his eyes glazed over. The heart monitor beeped loudly as his heart pounded faster and faster. He struggled to breathe.
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