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Post by dusk on Oct 10, 2010 12:36:51 GMT -6
Dante lay there in pain holding Pipers hand, "Maybe... depends on how much Conall knows or suspects".
He let out a sigh and drank some more whiskey out of his flask, despite the sting of it still helped to calm his mood. Dante couldn't get his head around this, he knew he wasn't strongest but he stood no chance against that demon. If he couldn't protect himself then how the hell could he protect Piper. The situation looked bleak, if he stayed then the chances were Conall would find out everything and would banish him, or even try to kill him. If he left then that demon could back at any moment and he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing.
"I don't know what to do piper...." he said as he looked up at the ceiling of the tent, it was odd, he never really felt this helpless. Even when he was on his knees begging for his eternal soul in hell... he still never felt like this.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 10, 2010 12:54:30 GMT -6
Piper squeezed Dante’s hand. She didn’t like him feeling like this, she knew it tore him apart to feel vulnerable. She ran her hand through his hair, trying to calm him down. It probably wasn’t a good idea to leave this camp yet, she thought, there are lots of people who were able to drive that demon off. They just had to find out if Conall knew that thing was after Dante, even then, they were demon hunters weren’t they? Wasn’t it possible that a specific demon hunter pissed off one of the Lords of Hell? Her mind was working, but her mouth wasn’t. She realized she should say something encouraging.
She put her hand on his cheek, “First off, we don’t panic,” she said, sternly, “Then we wait for you to heal.”
Just as she said this, there was a knock on the frame of the tent. Piper’s eyes got wide and she looked at Dante.
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Post by dusk on Oct 10, 2010 13:29:39 GMT -6
He admired Piper for what she said, even though she couldn't really do anything at this moment she still tried to keep him calm, he was about to reply to her when their was a sudden knock.
Dante immediately sat up and tried to get out of bed, thats when the pain in his stomach tore right through him, he fell straight onto his knees beside the bed, "Fuck!" he shouted, he couldn't help it. Even though his wound was nearly completely healed the pain still stayed with him, while he was on the floor he grabbed one of his pistol from its holster and gripped it tightly.
He grabbed the side of the table and hoisted himself up so he could lean against it, this was bad, for all he knew they could have heard Piper talking which means they would know he wasn't alone. He glanced behind him to look at Piper before hobbling to wards the door frame, he opened the flap just enough to look out, "What?" he asked as he looked out.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 10, 2010 13:39:51 GMT -6
Piper scrambled to hide behind the bed. She figured it would be more helpful to Dante if she were out of sight than anything. She peeked over the side of the bed, trying to keep an eye on what was going on. She gasped a little when he fell to the floor, but she didn’t think she should go and help. Staying hidden was the best option.
Standing in front of the camp was a novice hunter Conall sent to get a body count. He saluted Dante then relaxed, knowing he wouldn’t salute back.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but we wanted to make sure you were part of the injured or dead,” he said.
Conall hadn’t any suspicions about Dante, he just sent the novice to every tent, trying to figure out who was dead or dying. Putting out fires was the first priority, then a casualty count.
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Post by dusk on Oct 10, 2010 14:06:51 GMT -6
Dante gritted his teeth and was slightly bent over, he was holding himself with one hand and holding his stomach with the other. He was trying to hide the amount of pain he was in but he wasn't doing a very good job of it. Dante was slightly relieved to see it was just one of the novices rather than Conall or Lita, if they had shown up it could have caused a bit of trouble.
Dante didn't salute back but just stared at the young man, "I'm... Im fine" he said bluntly.
He didn't want to stand around and chat, he wanted to get back to bed, he wanted to ease the pain in his stomach all of which he couldn't do while talking to some halfwit.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 10, 2010 14:24:53 GMT -6
The novice saluted Dante again then, turned on his heel and walked off toward the next tent. Everyone in camp knew how volatile Dante tended to be, he knew better than to mess with him.
Piper got up from her hiding spot and went to Dante’s side. She positioned herself under his shoulder to support him on the way to the bed again. She was slightly annoyed that the little visit could possibly have been the worst waste of time that could have happened.
“That was annoying,” she commented, “But don’t you think that Conall would have come himself if he thought something was up?”
She was trying to think logically, especially since staying here seemed like the best idea until they could defend themselves on their own. Camping out in the open with no protection would make them vulnerable and possibly even more of a target than they had been before.
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Post by dusk on Oct 10, 2010 16:57:18 GMT -6
Dante welcomed the support from Piper, he lay back down on his bed, "I don't know what Conall is up to... this hasn't really happened before" he said as shifted around to get comfortable.
Dante didn't know what to think at this point of time, alot had happened and the pain was preventing him from thinking straight, hopefully the next day would bring some answers. If he was healed then he could go around camp and try and find out what everyone knew, this would help him plan his next move. He'd have to be careful not to run into Camille, for all he knew she'd already been to see Conall.
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