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[aubrace]

She rested her hand over his wounded, bruised, cut chest, feeling the rumble of his deep voice within. She sighed and looked up at his face. "I won't leave," she murmured, though by the time that she finally spoke, his eyes were closed and she knew he was asleep. She laid with him, listening to his soft breathing, and soon enough she fell asleep as well, against her moral judgment.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

It started out like usual. He was sitting alone at his desk when the first soldier walked in; an old friend of Hawx‘s from years long passed by. “Taylor...” he said, standing to greet the man, only to watch him fall to pieces. The dream progressed, people parading in and out of the office, some of them soldiers, others friends and family. Hawx jolted as the dream changed, becoming cruller and nastier; every person who had ever met death at his hands flashed before his eyes, then those that he had merely witnessed dying. A scream split his lips, loud and thundering as he fought to wake up.

[aubrace]

Cypress was at his side, and even as he screamed she made herself keep calm, kneeling beside him and smoothing her hand over his head. "Shh," she murmured. "Hawx, it's okay, I'm here...." She was worried, she had never seen him like this. No wonder he didn't sleep much. She wondered if this happened every single night, if he woke screaming.

[abandoned thoughts]

Marcus accepted her bowl, taking it into the kitchen after listening to her instructions and said, "Yes mistress." He washed the dishes then, putting the rest of the stew into a container and putting it in the fridge. He then went and looked through the rooms, finding a small one that was fitting for a slave like himself. He placed a bedroll on the floor, getting things ready for the night, he would go out and buy actual furnishings for his room and the rest of the house tomorrow. He sat on his self made bed and thought for a moment, she was allowing him a lot of freedoms, choosing how to furnish the rest of the house seemed like a daunting task.

[xxMatto-kunxx]

Lafaeyl was truly surprised when the girl removed his leash and allowed him to roam free. She was more trusting that he thought and was obviously a completely different person than before. His sensitive ears twitched as she talked to herself, tilting his head to the side as she opened to the door to the limo to invite him in. Okay. So this personality was submissive and the other was dominate. Made sense. Now, which did he like better? Stepping forward, he entered the limo willingly, scooting down the seat so that she would have room to sit beside him. His eyes wandered the limo they now sat it, amused at the fanciness of it all. Much better than what he had before.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

His eyes opened, wide and wild, and he jerked upwards, panting. “s**t..” he mumbled, face in his hands. His voice was muted by his palms, but there was still a good deal of terror in it. Hawx moved his hands away to reveal a tearstained face. “Sorry if I startled you...” he said, shivering slightly. His body ached in places he wasn‘t aware he could feel pain in, simply from how badly he had tensed his body up while sleeping. “I need...a shower I think.” he muttered, getting up carefully. “Before you go back to sleep...would you mind putting the coffee on?” he couldn‘t order her around anymore, it just wasn‘t in him to keep issuing commands outside of work.

[aubrace]

She watched him, so obviously concerned, and finally nodded, sliding off of the bed. "It's still late," she said. "You shouldn't have coffee. You need to sleep more." But she knew that he would have such a time trying to get back to sleep, after that. She didn't dare ask him what the dreams were about.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

The tower. Auzrieal stood at the door way and stretched her body as tall as she could get, her fingertips just sweeping the ceiling. Finally, she unlocked the door and stepped inside, shutting the door back behind her. A large spiral staircase went upwards and out of sight. There were four floors to the tower. The ground floor contained one door that led off to her private work out area, weapons storage, and had a large, black marble bathroom. The second floor was her own private library. The third floor had two doors. One contained a portal to the realm of the dead, a place that held the spirits that Auzrieal had stolen; mainly those which belonged to the people she had really loved in her past, that way she could visit them. The other door held her clothing. The top of the tower served as her bedroom.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

”No. No more sleep.” he said, heading for the bathroom, visibly shaking. Hawx‘s hands slipped on the water faucet as he attempted to cut the water on. ‘It‘s pointless to fall for the angel...’ a voice, his voice, said in the back of his mind, ‘she‘ll just die like the others.’ The thought was sharp and hurt more then any physical wound. Hawx sank to the bottom of the shower, letting the hot water work its way into the wounds, soothing and stinging all at the same time. at least in the shower, he wouldn‘t know if it was tears of water that rolled down his cheeks. “Stop.” he said out loud, trying to reign in his own thoughts. He was being stupid, and if he continued to carry on like this, he knew Cypress would think him weak.

[aubrace]

She frowned at his stubbornness, but she wouldn't be obeying him this time. She went downstairs and made him some tea, also mixing those herbs from upstairs into a paste. She took both the steaming cup and the tangy-smelling mixture to his room. The tea would hopefully warm him up and soothe him a bit, and the medicine would undoubtedly lessen the pain.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Half an hour passed. Hawx emerged from the bathroom, steam billowing from the door way. ‘I feel like the sith lord from Star Wars...’ he thought, laughing at his own mental image. With heavy, slightly staggering steps, Hawx made his way back into the bedroom. “That’s...not coffee...” he said, pointing at the cup. “And what’s that?” He stared at the paste curiously. “Smells good...whatever it is.”

[aubrace]

Cypress was still just sitting, and she looked up as he emerged, wincing at the sight of all those cuts. "Come here," she murmured. "Sit down." she held out the cup of tea, which was still warm, though not too hot to burn. She wanted to get the painkiller on him, and hopefully make him feel good enough to go back to sleep.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Hawx raise a suspicious eyebrow at the tea. “Not...coffee?” he said, looking down into the cup then holding it back out to her as he sat down on the bed. His eyebrows pulled together in confusion; she hadn‘t really disobeyed him before, why would she start now? ‘Because she cares and wants what‘s best for you.’ his thoughts answered. Mentally, cross sulked ‘not coffee.’ but took a sip of the tea anyway. “This is actually really good. What‘s in it?” he asked, looking up at Cypress. He knew the look on her face; he‘d seen it on his ex-wife‘s face often enough. The sullenness over a wounded body. He winced a little, more from her look then from actual pain.

[aubrace]

She smiled a little. "I had to buy some herbs from the store," she said. "Ours aren't grown enough. It also has some orange juice...It adds a good flavor in there, along with the sugar." She kneed herself onto the bed and took the bowl of paste, smearing some onto her fingers to gently press it into some of his cuts. She started with the worst of them, on his back and chest. "I'm sorry if this hurts," she said. "Once it sinks in it should numb most of the pain."

[abandoned thoughts]

Marcus heard her foot steps as she climbed the tower steps, but he pushed it out of his mind, choosing to stay in his bed and read his book for a while before finally going to sleep. He sleep deeply through the night, waking at the first light in the morning and raising from his bed. He went and took a shower then, washing himself quickly before he got dressed and went down to the kitchen, waiting for his mistress to awaken before he started to make breakfast, not knowing what she wanted.