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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 11:44:01 GMT -5
Nevada started wrapping him carefully, 'this is gonna hurt.' she admitted, 'for that I really am sorry,' she said truthfully. Each time around him she pulled the wrap tighter. The final tug was going to be the worst but she had to keep it immobile so as she tugged she grabbed him and kissed him deeply-hoping to keep his mind off the pain. With an audible click she heard the safety pin in her fingers snap shut. The wrap was on. 'I'm sorry, let me get you some whiskey.'
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:14:05 GMT -5
Tristan was still sitting up swiftly. He thought he was gonna puke it hurt so bad. Getting his nose broken was nothing compared to this. He waited for her to come back.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:20:11 GMT -5
Nevada came back with the bottle of whiskey, 'I'm sorry you hurt,' she said, running a finger along his cheek and under his chin. 'here,' she said, handing him the bottle, 'I give you permission to drink til you dont feel. Though-you aren't allowed to pass out on me.'
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:23:24 GMT -5
Tristan basically chugged the whiskey down as fast as he could. "Well...you better get used to this. Alex don't fight wimps and his boys are always trying to prove who'se best. They all got it in for me."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:36:26 GMT -5
At Tristan's words she realized just how much she would have to worry. Nevada crouched down in front of him and looked up, 'I don't want to have to get used to this,' she said, reaching and touching the bandage lightly.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:53:43 GMT -5
He winced again and looked down at her. "I'll be alright, I gotta get used to getting smacked around again, that's all." He gently caressed her cheek with his hand. "I gotta train myself all over again, it won't always be this bad, just for a few weeks."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 12:59:31 GMT -5
Nevada turned her cheek into his hand and kissed his palm. 'what if something happens to you? What if....you get hurt real bad? Die?' she whispered. 'what would i do without you?'
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:02:19 GMT -5
"Hey...I ain't gonna die," He said to her softly. "C'mere," He gripped her hand in his and pulled her onto the bed beside him, next to his good side, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close.
"I'm good at this, we can have a pretty decent life if I fight," He said to her, looking down into her eyes. "I ain't much good at nothing else."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:08:13 GMT -5
Nevada looked up at him, 'now why do you day you ain't good at anything else?' she asked softly
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:21:46 GMT -5
"I mean work wise," He kissed her softly, his one hand still gripped the edge of the bed, his side throbbing lightly.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:30:09 GMT -5
Nevada gave him a smile, 'I feel like any other person would object to their husband boxing,' Nevada said with a laugh, 'maybe it's my questionable morals that doesnt care as much as I probably should.'
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:34:21 GMT -5
"Probably but this is why we're married," he smirked at her. "My nickname is the ring is the Lion, that's really why I never used a nickname when I came to Brooklyn, I already had one and I didn't want nothing to do with it."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:37:58 GMT -5
'why'd you leave the points?' Nevada asked, realizing she had never bothered asking him before.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:39:37 GMT -5
"My mother died," He looked away from her, "I had no reason to be there anymore. I was only still there so she had someone to take care of her."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 13:48:15 GMT -5
Nevada squeezed his hand, 'sorry. You miss her?' she asked
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