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1x1 with Toma
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → 1x1 with TomaSnow walked along a path in the safari zone with Frost and a grunt just ahead of him. He looked around for Kimberly. "Snow!" Frost snapped angrily. "Stay focused or we're leaving you behind." He said lowly.
Snow blinked. "Sorry dad." He growled and looked at the ground. He looked up when he heard a low growl. Rai then snarled quietly as well. "Something's near."

Snow sighed and shook his head. "Creative name." He joked to himself to try and ease the nervous and fearful atmosphere of the area. Rai then let out a warning squeak and an ursaring knocked him over. "What the!" He squeaked in shock.
"Help!" Snow yelped to Frost, and looked over. His father looked at him with a cold and unreadable expression.
"Snow you know only the strongest survive. Now fight it off." Frost said coldly. The grunt nodded in agreement, and Snow was hit in the cheek by a massive paw. Rai snarled at Frost and the grunt and used a volt tackle in an attempt to get the Ursaring off his trainer.
"Come on Frost let's go. Snow has this handled." The grunt said lowly, and Frost nodded they walked off leaving the struggling trainer behind.
"No come back!" Snow pleaded, and moved his arm over his face as the ursaring slashed at him some more, he tore up the uniform Snow was wearing making it hardly recognizable. Rai growled as the other grunts left, he ran back to the Ursaring and tried to fight it off.


(Happened to my friend in fifth rade. A guy tripped him playing basketball on purpose and he hit is head on the blacktop.)

Snow grunted and nodded he tried to focus on something. "I'll." He trailed off and grunted. "I'll try not to." He promised quietly.

(Same, though if she doesn't drink water during comic-con this weekend in 100+ weather. Then I might kill her. [Cause she's passed out from dehydration before. All because she hates water.])

Kimberly sighed. Why the hell am I so worried about him? If anything, I should hate him, or, or arrest him! Why'd I let him go when Rocket killed my father...? she grumbled to herself as she sat outside the room, waiting.

Snow grunted and tried to cling onto consciousness as the doctors worked on him. He flinched when he felt them take his shirt and hat off, and worked on the worst of his wounds which were on his face and chest. I should have attacked or ran, but I didn't. Why did I stay and why am I so nice to her? He thought as he tried to distract himself.

Kimberly flinched as the image of Snow's bloody body kept drifting into her head. She had a really over-active imagination, and she found it hard to stop thinking about things.
Like why she felt herself attached to this guy.

The doctors finished stitching Snow up. He didn't look completely healed, but he did look better than he was originally. A doctor then handed Snow a hospital gown and grabbed his tattered clothes. He walked out of the room. "Uh Ma'am? Your friend is in stable condition he can take visitors now." The doctor said to Kimberly kindly.
Snow struggled to put the gown on. He finally managed it and looked at a bandaged arm angrily. He sighed and looked around the hospital room as he managed to open his eyes.
