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Post by iknowimagenius on Nov 10, 2005 0:29:45 GMT
Mei trembled only slightly, as she pulled the shards from her arm, cleansing it quickly with peroxide, wincing slightly. Well it worked well for its purpose.
This night, well last night as the clock now read sometime after midnight, had been hell. Worse than hell, and Mei was never really a religious person. So the equivocate that experience with hell, was a stretch for even her. Well, it could have been worse, she needed to remind herself. Nothing to do now but prepare for her concert later in the day.
Well nothing, save maybe dwell on the encounter in the ruins of old the old city, and what she was going to do about it. Lay and think about it, until sleep and weariness consumed her. Only to dream about her faceless assailants, and how she would find out, what the hell was going on. Of course, there were more rational ways of going about this, but then she always had taken after her grandfather.
Talk to the DPS? Never.
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