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Post by Brandon on Dec 2, 2009 19:18:11 GMT -5
Brandon still Violently shook, as he still bled. The On lookers began to panic shortly, as one of the people there got on a Cell Phone, and tried to call 911, But he stopped, as Brandon stopped Shaking, But the Bleeding Continued.
One of the Women at the Scene looked at Hyede, with a worried look on her face. "Mister, You better get the boy to a Hospital... He doesnt look so good..." she said, as she looked at Brandon, who was Motionless, Bleeding, and if Hyede checked, Even a weak Pulse...
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Post by Hyede on Dec 3, 2009 18:16:30 GMT -5
“Yeah, if someone would be kind enough to call an ambulance that would be great.” he replied and held the boy still. Hyede wasn’t going to let go of the young man for an instant, not until he has an explanation for what was going on or Brandon stopped playing what ever sick game it was he was playing.
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Post by Brandon on Dec 3, 2009 18:51:19 GMT -5
"Already on it..." A Older man said, as He called Emergency Services on his Cell Phone. Moments Later, Sirens wailed from down the street, as a Ambulance Rushed up infront of the Diner, And 2 Paramedics came running in, And spotted the Boy.
"What happened?" One of them asked Hyede, as they both worked to get the boy onto a Stretcher.
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Post by Hyede on Dec 3, 2009 19:10:29 GMT -5
“We were just sitting down to have lunch when he started convulsing. It stopped shortly before you arrived. I held his head still so he wouldn't hit it as well.” Hyede replied, releasing his hold of the boy’s head in exchange for taking his hand once again. Once he was on the stretcher, the young man accompanied the two medical technicians to the ambulance and rode with them to the hospital.
{Moving to North City, Hospital.}
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 18:38:52 GMT -5
The flight from the volcanic area where Hyede left his boat to the city took close to an hour, mainly because Hyede didn’t want to go too fast and end up ripping his new shirt to pieces. His pants usually held up pretty well to the high speeds because his belt held the top end together and his upper body broke the air. However the shirt, which adorned his upper body had no such reinforcement and would shred readily if he went to fast.
They were there though no so his shirt was no longer in danger of sudden structural failure. Landing just outside, Hyede looked up and waited for Heater to touch down before pulling the door open and allowing the Changeling in first.
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Post by Heater on Nov 16, 2010 18:42:02 GMT -5
Heater landed about a minute or two after Hyede. Looking at the building, he said, "So, this is the place." Then, as Hyede opened the door for him, Heater chuckled and said, "What, do I look like a lady, or something?" Then, he walked in.
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 19:02:51 GMT -5
“Heh heh, just being polite, unless of course you want to fight about it.” Hyede joked and followed Heater in. A free table was just opening up near a window and Hyede grabbed the opportunity by pointing in it’s direction and starting off towards it. He seated himself quickly and picked up one of the menus from the side of the table while waiting for Heater to follow and the waitress to come around.
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Post by Heater on Nov 16, 2010 19:09:02 GMT -5
Heater nodded as Hyede pointed the table, and, followed him. He sat down himself, after Hyede sat down. "So, want to start talking while we're waiting for a waitress to come?"
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 19:12:48 GMT -5
“Sure, what about?” Hyede asked as he picked out a suitably non-spicy food. Putting his menu down, Hyede looked up at Heater and wonder just what it was that Changelings liked to reminisce about. He himself knew there were many interesting stories on his end, but to Heater they could be boring.
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Post by Heater on Nov 16, 2010 19:17:34 GMT -5
Heater looked at the menu. Then, after picking a choice that he might like, he looked back at Hyede and said, "Well...Why don't you tell me about some of the stuff you've done with Brandon and Mal, in the past?"
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 19:23:53 GMT -5
“Ah. Well that can be a touchy subject. Mal and I have had kind of a cold, working relationship. Each aware of just how dangerous we could be to each other, that sort of thing. And then of course you know Brandon, one minute he’s hot, next minute he’s cold, next minute he’s trying to murder a whole planet because he thinks someone he likes is there.” Hyede replied, adding a funny edge to his latter description.
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Post by Heater on Nov 16, 2010 19:25:59 GMT -5
Heater couldn't help but chuckle at that last part. "Well, why don't we start off with how you came to meet them?"
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 19:32:56 GMT -5
“Oh wow… Gee, I can’t really recall. It’s been quite a while. Malachi I met before Brandon, I think some time around when we were having all that trouble with androids and Doctor Mech. Brandon completely slips my mind though.” Hyede replied as the waitress approached.
“Good afternoon sirs…” she stated, not completely sure Changelings even had a gender. “Is there anything you’d like to start off with from our appetizer menu?” she asked.
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Post by Heater on Nov 16, 2010 19:37:03 GMT -5
Heater blinked. Wow, Hyede couldn't even remember? That MUST have been a long time ago. Then, when the Waitress arrived, and, asked them what they wanted, Heater said, "I'll have some spicy curry." Then, he turned to Hyede. "So, wait, who's Mech?"
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Post by Hyede on Nov 16, 2010 19:43:17 GMT -5
“No thank you, I’ll go strait to my entrée and have a chicken korma.” Hyede plied to the waitress.
She took down their orders without delay and was off in moments.
“He was a scientist making androids two or three years ago. Tried to take over the world or some such nonsense.” the young man explained. “But anyway, how about you? How’d you meet them?” Hyede then asked and folded his hands on the table.
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