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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:42 pm
 It had been a slow, and tiring walk to the monster dorms. When Riley reached Jericho's dorm room, she carefully removed one of her arms from under his knee, where she had been holding him up while she carried him, unconscious, on her back from the gym. She pulled his key out from between her breasts, slipped it in his keyhole, and opened his door before scooping his leg up again.
All right, you fat dragon, we're home. She led him to the treasure pile, and slowly slid him off of her body. He still landed with a thud, though she managed to catch his head before it landed. She settled it down softly, using her own tentacles as a pillow, and started checking his head for any signs of concussion.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:45 pm
As anyone might imagine, Jericho was out cold throughout the duration of the trip back to his room. Once he was on his pile of treasure, he didn't really move much just yet. There were no notable signs of a concussion, but he did have a nice blueish purple spot forming at his forehead.
For a little while, he was laying still. But, at some point in time, his body decided to roll over to grab onto or cling to whatever the closest part of Riley was.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:55 pm
His arms were the correct proximity to her middle, and so when he reached out to cling to some part of her, he brought her down with him. She let out a huff as her stomach hit him, and tried to climb out of his hold. An unconscious man's hold, however, had much in the way of surprising strength.
Jericho. She whined. Damnit, I'm not a teddy bear. She rolled her eyes and stopped struggling, waiting (im)patiently for him to wake up so that she could extract herself and go back to taking care of him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 9:03 pm
Jericho couldn't quite hear Riley's whines. As far as he was concerned, he did have a teddy bear or something. He even nuzzled into her a bit.
This lasted for a few more minutes before he finally started to come around. Wincing as he felt spikes of pain in his head first and foremost, he released the mindflayer to place a hand at his forehead.
With another low groan, he started to open his eyes, though it was taking a little bit for his vision to come back into focus.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 9:46 pm
Jericho was a very lucky boil. If he was anyone else, Riley's little act would fall within seconds of this venture, and she would be removing him from her person by tearing his limbs off of his body. But he was her best friend, and she was unnaturally (for an Illithid) comfortable with him. So she sighed when he nuzzled into her, even managing to chuckle in amusement. When he released her to hold his head, she pulled herself up to pull his hand away and get a good look at the part of his head that he was trying to rub.
Don't touch it. If you have a concussion, we have to go to the nurse. That's what Malodore always says. Do you feel dizzy?
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 9:54 pm
Feeling a hand pull his away, Jericho turned to look at Riley, realizing she was there. He now also realized that he was in his room at this point. She must have lugged him back here.
"Mph... not really. Maybe.. just a little bit," he replied while squinting at her. It felt bright in his room. The pain in his head was making his eyes a little sensitive to light at the moment.
"Head's just throbbin.. Got me pretty good back there," he chuckled weakly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:37 pm
Sorry. She murmured, turning her eyes down from his head to look at him. Her expression clearly said no she wasn't, and she looked just a touch too smug for her own good. You put up a good fight. Though, that first move.. ouch.
She snickered, and brushed his hair out of his eyes before holding her hand above his face, blocking his eyes from the light. You sure you don't want me to call the nurse? Or Malodore? Maybe I'll go get you some ice for that lovely bump forming on your head? I can't believe you tried to head bump me.. Another snicker.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:43 pm
Even with his headache, he could see that smug look in Riley's face. With another chuckle, he shifted to a more comfortable position upon his pile of treasure.
"Yeeeaah..I've been struggling with getting my aim right with that attack. It seems for now I'm a tad doomed for critical failures," he said with a weak grin before shaking his head a bit.. slowly.
"Some ice will do for now. If I don't feel better in a few hours.. then we'll see about Cricket or Malodore. And well. You had the rest of my body pinned down. I had to do something," Jericho chuckled before pausing, "Though in hindsight, I guess I could have coughed up some flames."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:59 pm
Flames. She agreed with a little sarcasm seeping through her voice. What an innovative idea. Maybe next time.
She crawled off of him and stood up, stretching out her back before heading for the door. All right, I'll go get you some ice. Don't move, standing up might make things worse for you right now.
A moment later, she was out the door and out of sight.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:03 am
"Yes ma'am" Jericho practically hummed as he was told to stay put. Ice wasn't generally something he enjoyed, but he knew it had its uses. Unfortunately, it didn't really last as long for him as it did for others, considering his high body temperature. That, and his room was pretty damn warm alone.
But even a little would probably help a bit.
While he waited for Riley to fetch the cold stuff, he shifted a bit on his treasure, looking to the side. Reaching out, he picked up one coin in particular to look over idly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:50 pm
Riley was gone for a few minutes, and when she returned, she held a towel filled with pieces of ice in it. She tied the towel edges together even as she walked back inside, closing the door behind her and sitting beside him.
Okay. From what I remember, you have to put it on your bump until you don't feel pain, for about, 10 minutes or so. Then, you take it away until your skin warms up, and do it all over again.
She handed him the towel, instead of putting it on him. And ah, do be careful. It's going to hurt.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:02 pm
Nodding quietly, Jericho took the towel, staring down at it for a moment or two. Then, carefully, he placed it onto his forehead, wincing from the cold.
"Yeeaah... just a little," he winced, holding the towel in place, "But uh.. I guess this makes us even?"
Despite being in pain right now, he was grinning lightly, amused with the situation as a whole.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 6:58 pm
It does, in fact. She murmured in amusement. A slide down, and she was lying on the treasure next to him, staring up at the ceiling. And, perhaps, it is also a little bit of revenge for carrying me off like I was your cave-wife. I could have walked on my own, you know. She prodded his side with a tentacle. I'm always in the mood to kick your a**.
Riley had probably never used the word a** before. It sounded strange coming from her delicately cultured thought-speech.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:41 pm
Jericho laughed again, before groaning as it made his head throb some more. In his free hand, he was still fiddling around with the one coin he had picked from the pile earlier on.
"I just wanted to see if I could rile you up even more. Get your blood going and whatnot," he grinned, not really caring that she decided to say a**. It was more fitting, cultured or not.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:33 pm
Ah. Mission Accomplished. She answered. My blood is officially, ah, going. At least, moreso than usual. Now, if you don't mind, I will lie here with you and relax, for a few hours. Make sure you don't die in your sleep. Sound good? Yes.
She eyed the coin he played with, thinking about stealing it.
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