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Realistic or Modern The Beginning of the End

"I won't rip it." He said as he leaned over to take a look at it. He instantly retracted and shuddered while shaking his head. ".. Jesus, what was I thinking..." He sighed. (@Soul OMU)


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"Aw... That's nice, Cait." He smiled. "You should draw something for Hunter seeing as she hasn't been very well today. I'm sure she'd love that." He said as he turned the corner with her to walk onto the street where their house was. (@DryPunishment)
 
Tom smiled and went to Scarlets side and started to help her with cutting the chicken, "You decide what we are having for dinner yet beautiful?" Tom looked at her.
 
"Of course I'll do...I'll draw her a (PROUD ORC SO SHE COULD FEEL THE MIGHT OF THE BLACKROCK CLAN! HUZZAAAAAH!!!) nice big heart and I'll write that I love her in the middle."


She skipped towards the front door and opened it and went inside leaving the door open for Alex.


@DrTrollinski
 
He smiled and followed her inside. He assumed she'd have gone upstairs to draw, so he went to the bottom of the stairs and called up. "Caitlyn, sweetheart! I'll be in the living room if you need me, okay?!" He yelled. (@DryPunishment)
 
"Okay,Alex!"


She got out her pencils and crayons and paper...jeez it took a lot of stuff to draw.((it truly does...))


Caitlyn took a seat on her chair and started drawing away her emotions((*sigh*))


@DrTrollinski (Excuse me while I complain into eternity)
 
((I've been drawing a dragon's head, and trust me, drawing the teeth has been a pain so far.))


Alex smiled and then went into the living room and grabbed a book from the bookcase there - he went and sat down on the armchair and opened it up. He wasn't really into reading before all of this, but over the past month he decided that he'd pick it up - it had been good so far, and he was reading something written by James Patterson. It made him sad, in a way, that there wasn't going to be any more books that would be published, unless there was someone in the town who would write books and print them off for everyone. Oh well, it wasn't as if there wasn't enough in the world to choose from. James Patterson did Crime-Thrillers, which Alex liked so far. He was quite happy to be reading in peace, and he'd just do that until Caitlyn came running to show him her drawing. He thought the idea of the love heart for Hunter was nice as well. (@DryPunishment)
 
Maria didn't know how to help but she atleast tried. She took a rag from under the sink and wet it. When she walked back into the front room she slowly placed it onto Marks head. She had tears in her eyes and quickly wiped them away. "I hope he's ok..."
 
Mark was pale and suffering from a fever. Cole was still screaming his head off after all the gunfire and yelling - Mark was still bleeding quite badly but it had slowed down. (@AvidElmV2)
 
"Oh yes, Mac N Cheese!" Tom smiled, "I love me some Mac and Cheese." He leans over and kisses Scarlets cheek, just a small peck, "You're the best." Tom smiled and started to take plates over to the table
 
Carl was sitting in the middle of Tom and Scarlet's seat. He smiled when the plate was placed in front of him, as did Eric, but both of them were waiting for everyone else to sit down before they ate. (@Soul OMU)
 
Maria starts to rock the baby back and forth in an attempt to soothe him. "Shhh... It'll be all right Cole. Mark's fine." Johnathan had went out and scavenged the area for any medical supplies. So far he had only found a roll of gauze and a box of band aids. He was terrified at the thought of Mark dying, but he pushed the thought to the back of his head and kept it there. He left the magnum with Maria in cased she needed it.
 
Cole gradually stopped crying and looked up at her with big wide baby eyes. He flailed his arms around in curiosity and gently kicked his legs. Meanwhile, Mark was slowly bleeding out, and he was stuck in one hell of a nightmare. Almost like it was a coma, but it wasn't. It felt different. He was dreaming of Cole again and was sweating profusely. (@AvidElmV2)
 
"It looks great, Scarlet." Eric smiled as he picked up his knife and fork and ate a little bit of it. He looked around the table and then down at his watch. ".. Me and Jen will be going out shortly after we've had lunch, just to let you know. Just a couple more things I need to do before I leave, that's all." He smiled and continued eating. Carl looked at his sides between Scarlet and Tom and then began eating himself. (@Soul OMU)
 
Tom sits next to Carl and rustles his hair, then puts some ranch on his own salad. He starts to eat, Tom had always eaten fast, and the las few months struggling to survive just made him eat faster, Tom was scooping and eating.
 
Maria bites her thumb and prays that Mark is fine. Every once and awhile she would kneel down to Mark and she if he was breathing fine. A couple of minutes after he left, Johnathan came back and unwrapped the cloth. He cut a piece of the gauze off with Marks machete and carefully wrapped it around the wound. "You okay there buddy?" He didn't know if he should wake him up or not but he took the chance and did so. He grabbed Mark's shoulder and started to shake it. "Wake up... Please wake up...."
 
He responded to Johnathan shaking him. He just whimpered and gave a weak squirm. He was too weak after getting shot, and he'd lost a lot of blood. He'd most likely gone into shock as well, so the most he needed right now was a warm blanket and some rest. He felt cold - not physically, but while he was zoned out he thought he felt cold - his legs felt freezing, and his arm that had been shot was burning up. It was strange. (@Soul OMU)
 
Johnathan took the rag off of Mark's head and put it into the sink. He went into the room and took a blanket off of the bed before walking back into the front room and layed in onto Mark. "Sweet dreams buddy.." He didn't know if he should do this or not or if he should just let Mark heal on his own, but this was his beast idea of how to treat someone with a bullet wound.
 
It was another two hours into the afternoon before Mark finally woke up.


He awoke with a loud cry of agony - tears were instantly pouring down his face. This was the first time he'd ever been shot. He couldn't sit up. He felt too weak and he felt like vomiting as well. He was sweating. Cold sweats - he kept on crying. He could feel that the bandage on his arm was damp with blood, but the bleeding had stopped long ago. He looked around desperately for Cole and Maria, but he couldn't see them. Were they dead? Was he being kept hostage?


"Johnathan--..! Maria...!" He sobbed out loud. (@Soul OMU)
 

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