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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 20:38:56 GMT -5
That, he understood. He relaxed against the warm hand, letting his eyes slip down until they closed. He was suddenly warm, and relaxed. The soft touch was so... nice.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 20:42:28 GMT -5
The incubus could've laughed. He was eighteen and comforting a man who was so much older, yet so innocent and unwise. It was....he didn't mind. Instead he smiled-just a little smile, mind you, and ran his fingers through the others hair. Ssitris was.....he didn't know. Most of the time he was clumsy and frustrating, and then he got that downright adorable look on his face, and Xemas couldn't help himself.
He didn't move away when the door opened behind him. Celrie came up beside him, sniffling. "He looks like a ghost..." He murmured, rubbing the large hand on his shoulder. Xemas felt the larger mans presence but didn't bother turning.
"Yeah..but his brother says he'll be alright so..."
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 20:50:25 GMT -5
More noises.... nice ones though... He didn't concentrate on them, wouldn't be able to anyway...
He coughed a bit, but relaxed once again, letting the drugs lull him to sleep once again. He was just so tired...and it was nice...not feeling anything. Just...floating.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 20:53:48 GMT -5
"He's going to be out of it for awhile, I guess. They probably had to chock him full of drugs to numb the pain....Xe, you should sit down. You're all covered in blood." Celrie lowered his eyes, hands folded on the bed railing. "Please....clean it off..." He whispered, sinking back into the other vampires strong arms.
Xemas finally looked over, studying the two together before nodding. "Whatever. Make sure he doesn't wake up and try talking again. I don't know how long we get to visit before we're booted." He moved into the adjoining bathroom and wet some papertowels, scrubbing at the blood on his arms and hands. The shirt couldn't be helped...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 20:58:42 GMT -5
There was a soft knock at the door before it opened and Ryle stepped in. "Hello." He greeted the two vampires softly. He looked towards the small bathroom with it's door slightly ajar. He walked over and peeked in. "Um...M'lon had some extra clothes. They may be a bit big...but..they're better than nothing." He held them out to the shorter man. "We don't really like having blood around..." He offered a small smile. "I'll wash them for you, alright? I have a great recipe for removing stains."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 21:02:17 GMT -5
"Uh..." Xemas looked down at himself before nodding. He took the clothes and started stripping before realizing the other was still at the door. Hey, he hadn't been modest before but....this was a hospital and.....Ah Jeskara, he was losing it....The incubus finished taking off the shirt and handed it over to the man. He picked up the shirt, holding it out. It was huge, and so completely...not him, but, it would do for now...He slipped it on. The shirt fell to mid thigh and covered him when he unbuttoned and kicked off pants.
Once again he held them out and bent to pull on the new pair. "Thanks," he stood back up, ruffling his black hair into place and drying his arms.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 21:06:27 GMT -5
He smiled softly. "You're welcome." He turned around and went to the bed, looking down at Ssitris. He leaned down and nuzzled the man's cheek. "Get well soon, hm?" He smiled at the two vampires again before exiting the room itself.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 21:10:45 GMT -5
"Who was that," Celrie asked, face puzzled. Xemas tugged the pants up, practically having to hold them up around his thin waist. Come on now, M'lon was way bigger than he was, height wise, and the incubus' waist was smaller.
"The receptionist from the front desk. I think....maybe he's Ssitris' brother in law, but i'm not sure. This whole family has me confused." He sat down, solving his 'pants-falling-down' problem.
"So...uh...I know you don't have room, but do you think I can sack out at your place until I can pay rent on another apartment?" He didn't want to tell Celrie he had nothing. Absolutely nothing. He'd even lost his duffel of clothes at the club...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 21:15:24 GMT -5
Ssitris whimpered and furrowed his brow. Once again, the drug seemed to be wearing off, even if he was still tired from it. Ontop of that, he was cold, and uncomfortable. He wanted to lay on his side and curl up, but still his body wouldn't listen to him.
He wanted to open his eyes and see who was there, and talk with them. To see Celrie and tell him he was sorry for ruining his bathroom, and to Xemas for causing so much trouble.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 21:21:20 GMT -5
All attention was averted to the injured on the bed. Celrie moved this time to stroe back hair, ordering Xemas to sit back down. The incubus obeyed, slipping down until the shirt threatened to rise on his thin torso.
"I can get you a place." Eravan spoke up for the first time, gray gaze clashign with deep blue. Xemas raised a brow, tapping a sneakered foot on the floor.
"Can you now? And what price do I have to pay for this...'place?'"
"Xemas!" Celrie glared, turning his attention back to Ssitris when the man whimpered. Eravan took the whole thing in stride, leaning back against the wall.
"You do a couple of volunteer works around town. They have a few at the hospital here and some internships at the docks and advertising companies. You take those on, and the place is yours. And don't get me wrong. This is for Cel. He's worried about you, and I care for him, understand?" The taller, older vampire glared and Xemas smirked.
"Crystal clear boss."
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 21:25:45 GMT -5
He sighed, and slowly began to relax again, yawning. So...so...
It didn't smell like his mother was around at least. No wonder it was quiet, and the atmosphere was calm. He loved his mother yes, but the man was so...ugh.
His ear itched, but he couldn't itch it. And through the numbness, he could feel his forearms and stomache itching, but those would porbably not be scratched either.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 21:30:01 GMT -5
Celrie smiled down at the other, ceasing his carressing, patting Ssitris' forehead gently. "Sleep, sweaty.....Xemas, we should go. We can come back in the morning and check up on him, huh? You're going to need rest too..." The incubus would never show it, but finding a person bleeding to death in his best friends bathroom had taken something out of him. Oh, he's be one sarcastic ass, but it had....it had affected the impressionable teen.
"Yeah....we'll go. i want to make sure his brother's coming up to check him first though.." Both vampires blinked at him and he growled. "What?!?! I never said i didn't have a fucking heart. I just never show it, stop looking at me!" He crossed his arms, looking away, refusing to budge.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 21:36:00 GMT -5
As if on cue ((the sad part is, it is)), M'lon opened the door and stepped in. "Hey...my shift's ending soon, so it'd be best if you guys come back during real visiting hours." his deep voice sounded as he moved the the bedside. "Although if you want to avoid my mother I'd wait until they're over. I work tomorrow too, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem."
He leaned over his brother and began checking him over, replacing the oxygen mask over his mouth and nose. He checked the IV levels and the bandages, peeking under the sheet at where the tubes went into his brother to make sure they stayed put before tugging the sheets up over him.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 5, 2006 21:42:19 GMT -5
"Will do," Celrie answered, moving to Eravan. "Xemas was worried, so we'll definately be back." He glared to tell the incubus to get up. Xemas pushed himself to his feet, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yeah..uh...thanks for the clothes," he murmured, holding the pants up. Eravan took Celrie's hand, squeezing it in his larger ones.
"He'll be the helper downstairs in the hospital. It's probably not your department." Xemas gave him a look before moving towards the door.
"Look just, uh....if he wakes up, let him know i'll be back and.....hell, nevermind." He clenched his jaw and hurried out, as fast as his falling pants would allow. Celrie smiled and shook his head, waving at M'lon before he too followed, Eravan closing the door softly.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 5, 2006 21:44:47 GMT -5
M'lon raised an eyebrow at the doorway before looking down at his sleeping brother. "Well, looks like you have an admirer, don't you?" He chuckled a bit, ruffling his hair before leaving the room as well.
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