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| Carina Magdeline | Apr 20 2009, 02:05 AM |
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The floor had risen up to meet Carina, and she had hit the floor rather hard. Breath escaped her lips as her head banged against the floor. If her vision hadn't been blurry before, it certainly was now. Her head throbbed and spun as she desperately tried to keep hold on consciousness. A second later, someone pressed down on her chest, though she did not see the action as medical, but rather as harassment. A frightened cry was all she managed as she realized that the function of her arms was also lost to her. But she was aware of what was happening. All too aware. Someone, something picked her up. She felt herself flop loosely in his arms, unable to muster anything then looking up at him, her head sending the room spinning once more as they headed outside the bar. She could hear people questioning the male carrying her, and him saying that he was not french, though she didn't quite understand why people were asking. It wasn't long before they were in a dark abandoned street, the lights above them blinding her. She shut her eyes tightly, though the touch on her face forced her to open her eyes again. Thats right...someone was there... Fear rose up when she realized that she was truly, utterly alone. With a complete stranger. Anything could happen and she didn't feel like she could concentrate enough to defend herself physically, let alone metaphysically. Carina truly wished her sister was there at that moment. Or Nathan. Either of them would have been okay for this...but not a stranger. It was when she felt foreign breathe on her forehead that she started truly freaking out. The man's voice was husky and rough and was barely more than a whisper. She found it downright creepy, but couldn't find her voice to scream. The most she managed was a pained groan, her eyes opening to see a male staring back at her. Not good. “Icanheeeerrrrarrrryouu...” She slurred, closing her eyes again to try to focus on stopping the world from spinning. “Diiiyoudothisstomee?” |
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