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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 913035" data-attributes="member: 9600">January.11.200421:25Eris gasped herself awake, someone was in the room with her, were they going to hit her too?  She looked around the room, and it wasn't one she familiar with, not her hospital room, or anything like it.  Slowly the memory of her escape returned to her leaving her hugging herself tightly crying tears of joy at being away, at being safe.  Adjusting her robe and tying it tightly so it wouldn't gape when she sat down, the girl looked at her reflection in the mirror, she was prettier than she remembered, though it had been almost a year since she last had a chance to look.  Except for the bruises she looked the best she had ever looked in her life, and even back before she had been sent away she had had an ungodly amount of boyfriends, for a 15 year-old anyway.Even the bruises were fading thanks to her bodies natural regeneation.  It was like stop motion cinematogrophy, she knew she was healing, and her bruises were fading, but she couldn't actually see them fade, it just seemed to heppen when she was looking somewhere else, whenever she looked back, there was just one fewer bruise.  By the time she looked away from her reflection her black-eyes were gone as well as the bruises on her chest, replaced by pink, healthy skin.  From painful experience she know that her body healed the worst wounds first, so if the bruises were all better, then she was healed of all of her wounds.Eris sank backwards on the bed, her hands beind her head, to wait for the bathroom to be free, she wanted to wash of the blood from her hands and legs.  And she wanted to thank Patriot for rescuing her from that cop.</blockquote>

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