Difference between revisions of "Uceek Family/Danzi/Edwin3"
m |
m |
||
| Line 8: | Line 8: | ||
She turned onto her side, and let her eyes close, her face creased in quiet concern. In fact, she was unsure what she was more worried about, that he was hurt or that she cared. | She turned onto her side, and let her eyes close, her face creased in quiet concern. In fact, she was unsure what she was more worried about, that he was hurt or that she cared. | ||
| + | |||
| + | [[Uceek Family/Danzi/Eddy|Back]] | ||
Latest revision as of 12:10, 21 November 2007
Roleplay from Danzi
The countryside swarmed with enemy troopleaders and the echos of their continuous destruction. Danzi kept to the shadows, nerves tense, darting quickly to the next safe spot. Her heart beat quick and the blood of her last victim was still smeared on her hands and chest.
Spotting her target she sliced the heavy canvas of the tent and disappeared quietly inside. Rasping, uneven breaths could be heard and she shivered slightly. All of a sudden she felt incredibly tired.
A scuffle could be heard at the door and Danzi slipped quietly under the makeshift bed and listened while the healers bustled around the room. With quiet resolve she hoped this hiding spot would be safe because she wouldn't move from here until the danger passed.
She turned onto her side, and let her eyes close, her face creased in quiet concern. In fact, she was unsure what she was more worried about, that he was hurt or that she cared.
