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by **PrinceofHeroes** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:55 am

" Like I said. Everything you need for the operation is here. You don't expect someone who's read over a hundred medical books in a library to not know what to do. " He crossed his arms before pointing at the table. " There are straps there if you want and some anesthetics on the table. "

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by **VanMavus** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 7:09 am

"Yeah, if only you'd known how I designed these bullets maybe then you'd be able to do this. Well, get me some alcohol then. Uhh... Right, so... Would you guys rather him in alot of pain for this or a chance he'll lose memory and possibly be comatosed. God stupid, monsters." it was the first time Al had referred to Vampires without using a socially explicit word.

"Damnit, christ sake. God.. Jesus, mary mother of christ." Al was worried, which didn't happen often. She quite liked the kid to be honest, but she liked herself more. And if she killed him, well, she would be dead to.

She moved to the basin with holy water, got to her knees and began mumbling. She dipped her hands into the basin, took a little bit in her open palms and covered Dorian's hair in water. "Hey, it could be worse..." she began speaking to herself. "... he could be a vampire, and homosexual." she didn't know if Raviel was still listening but talking to herself helped.

"Well, I guess... it's time for the big act. I hope I don't kill him. Huh... it's awfully uncomfortable here. Eughh... Oi! Guard guy, can you... go... he's unconscious and well I need to loosen up. A bit. And I don't need you here... sitting there, watching me. It's kind of unnerving. Please?" She didn't know how far this would get her, but she didn't like people watching. Plus if she could take off her now wet bra it would make it alot easier for her to move and try to save this little kid.

by **Amamelina** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 9:54 am

Rebecca laid Dorian on the table gently, holding his hand. "I won't leave you. I'll stay right here."

She looked over at Raviel. "If she hurts him, promise me you'll make her suffer."

by **PrinceofHeroes** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 3:30 pm

(OOC: Rebecca and Arian are outside the operating room already. I was the one who took Dorian. Oh and welcome back toxic)

" Alright. If it makes this operation more successful then I shall go. Be warned though, I'm trying my best to hide this place from the master. He won't like it if he finds you here. " Raviel walked through the walls and disappeared. He did came back a few minutes later with a bottle of alcohol. " Here's your alcohol. " Then he disappeared again.

by **Amamelina** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:57 pm

(sorry, must have skimmed that part)

Rebecca sank to the floor outside the room, sobbing. She was a good mother. Nothing like this had ever happened before. She made sure the relative comfort of all those in the harem were met. She held the new ones as they cried, made sure those celebrating birthdays (or anniversaries of arrival) got a little something special, and always tried to look out for the well-being of her charges.

If this hunter was any indication of the outside world, she was safer in the harem. Maybe, she could move to another harem? She still wanted to get Dorian (alive) to his family, but her future wasn't so certain any more.

by **VanMavus** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 8:26 pm

Al started, she unclipped her bra and let it drop to the floor. "Ah.. better. Keep your eyes closed while I find a robe." she found one in a draw in the room and wrapped it around herself. "Great, it's white... ugh."

"Ah, alcohol..." Al said, she placed it on the bench. It was time for the operation, maybe it was better she didn't drink the alcohol. Al took Dorian's hand "Listen, this is going to hurt. So I'm sorry but I can't do this bit after I knock you out." she said. This was the painstaking part where Dorian had to be rolled over, at some point the wound would touch the table or he'd move himself into a position where it stings. But at least this way if it hurt to much or if the bullet split open she'd be able to tell that something was wrong.

Al began, slowly turning the child over. Very slowly. She didn't want to hurt him, she really didn't. He was cringing and biting his lips, but Al had to do it. It took a while, but he made it over. Thankfully he made it without dying, but his heart rate was up. All this pain obvisouly had some effect on the boy's body not to mention his heart.

"Here, drink this." she said, handing him the bottle of alcohol. "Wouldn't want you to die without trying some." Al finished, leaning against a wall.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:15 pm

Dorian pushed it away, tears burning his eyes as he shook his head. "No... I don't want it... Just please, hurry..." he said, his voice soft and broken, revealing just how much pain he really was in.

by **VanMavus** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:32 pm

"Ahw..." Al started, sort of a cross between Aw and Ah. She couldn't bare to hurt him. "I'm going to knock you out, but there's a chance you might not wake up... is there anything you want to say? To anyone?"

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:37 pm

Dorian flinched slightly at her words, his eyes filling with tears before he could stop them. He had so much to say, and to so many people... Closing his eyes, he let out a small sob, "I'm not supposed to be here... I'm supposed to be at home..."

by **VanMavus** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:40 pm

"I need to know, I can't do anything about the bullet now. But I'm sorry, I didn't want to shoot you, I was trying to save you. What should I tell your mother? Your friends? Is there anything?"

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:45 pm

He let out another whimper. "I'm the son of a high-ranking noble, and I was kidnapped from my home... I miss my mother and father... My father doesn't even know I'm gone yet... I don't want them to know I'm in a place like this..." Tears fell heavily from his eyes as he tried to suppress another sob, biting his lip.

"Please... Just do it..."

by **VanMavus** on Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:56 pm

"Alright, well..." she took an anesthetic and injected it into him "I'm sorry, " he went unconscious, well at least he wouldn't feel it. She moved closer to the wound it wasn't very deep.

Al took a scalpel and cut through the flesh and muscle around the side of his back. He still wasn't moving, she opened the wound with forceps and the bullet was still in tact. At such close range she wasn't surprised, the bullet didn't have a chance to be crushed by wind pressure around it to release the liquid.

She put forceps into wound and placed them around the tip of the bullet, another safeguard in case they were removed if the front wasn't held tight it would open and allow the liquid out. She wanted to do it quick, but properly. So she pulled, faster then she should have but everything seemed in tact.

"Well, that could've went worse... we could've both been killed." she said, talking to herself again. She had to take another look in the wound to make sure none of the liquid was in it or she hadn't torn any veins. It looked clean. Well, it was time to stitch him up.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:10 am

Dorian slipped easily into unconsciousness, his tears subsiding, his sobs fading... pretty soon, he felt like he was falling... Down, down... slower and slower, until he was barely drifitng, constantly downward.

After a while, Dorian could hear a strange th-thump noise... it was fast at first, but was slowing, becoming more and more relaxed, then almost sluggish... It seemed to threaten to stop, slowing down, the silence between th=thump's growing longer and longer with each passing moment... Then there was silence, and Dorian's unconscious mind turned black...

by **VanMavus** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:14 am

Al checked his pulse, "Whoa that's not good." she panicked, pulled out a syringe of epinephrine and injected him with it. She didn't bother to finish with the stitches, instead she threw him over and began CPR. Ten pushes, one breath then check the pulse. After a short moment he came to. All the Epinephrine in his system the an anesthetics have worn off and he'd be in alot of pain.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:18 am

Dorian felt himself painfully brought back, his eyes opening as a sharp pain tore through him, stealing his breath and making him give a silent scream until he managed to gasp in a breath, crying out in extreme pain.

by **VanMavus** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:21 am

"Ah, shit..." she pushed him down onto the table. "Sorry, I'm not giving you another anesthetic I don't want you to die on me again." she reached for some painkillers and stabbed him in the leg with needle injecting it into his bloodstream. "You'll be okay, it's okay," she began to roll him over, hoping he wasn't bleeding or he hadn't torn his stitches.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:26 am

Dorian panted heavily as he was turned on his side, feeling where the stitches had torn and pulled his flesh, making him whimper until he felt the pain relievers kicking in, dulling the pain a great deal. He was trembling all over, realizing what had just happened... he had died... everything was so close to being ruined... He would never be free...

by **VanMavus** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:29 am

She began by ripping out the stitches that were already there. " Ow ow ow, I know that would have hurt but if I did it slow it would've hurt more." she tried to hold him still with one hand while doing another set of stitches, very slowly and carefully.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:35 am

The dhampir had to fight kicking and screaming, trying so hard not to struggle, knowing that would just pull the new stitches... He wanted to lie in his bed, wanted to just sleep... Oh, god, it hurt so bad... Even with the pain relievers, every stitch made him cry out and whimper in pain.

by **VanMavus** on Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:42 am

Al tried to disregard the screaming, the whimpering. She wish she could do more. By the end of it she was surprised he hadn't cried himself into a coma. "I'm so sorry, just... don't move.. don't touch. You'll be okay."

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