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 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 6:59 pm
((XD Only thing I could come up with to try to break the tension. *snicker*))
Mull felt himself blush brightly at what the question could imply, then the blush deepened as Asher picked him up. "Ah... If you just set me on the edge of the bathtub, I can get onto the actual toilet myself." He murmurs, feeling greatly embarrassed about his current state.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:43 pm
(( Actually I was wondering about that. If he can't cook, now can he go to the bathroom? XD Oh great, baths too... LOL! ))
"Earlier, you were adamant that you could handle things on your own," the vampire commented as they came into the bathroom. His faint smirk, if Mull could have seen it, seemed to continue: Now, are you relieved we stayed behind? He flipped the light switch with his tail. He peered between the toilet and the bath tub, flipping up the seat of the former, also with his tail. Target practice, then? And who would be cleaning up the mess? Shido would refuse, certainly, snickering all the while. "I have a simpler solution." The coon spoke with finality as he set Mull down, holding the hybrid's arm wrapped around his neck. "I assume you can do this one-handed?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:56 pm
((LOL *cracks up at Asher* Hehehe... And hey... bathtime can be preeetty entertaining from what I've been reading in fanfics... *snicker*
Mull:: O.O; ))
Mull blinks rapidly, looking up at Asher at the others words. "Um... Actually, I was going to just shimmy my pants down and use the toilet seat and counter as leverage to sit my fat a** on the seat..." His face, by this time, was a brilliant crimson color, his face also hot from embarrassment. It wasn't as if he had anything to hide from Asher, he just felt helpless enough as it is without having to lean on someone else just to take a piss. It hurt his pride greatly, truth be told.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:09 pm
(( I am in the same room as several other people, trying hard not to laugh! XD ))
He glanced back at Mull and studied his profile. To say he was not enjoying the other's discomfort on some level or other would be a lie. He could understand pride without any trouble. But at this rate, having to do this several times a day, he would be spending more time in the bathroom than in bed. "If that is what you prefer," he replied finally, still facing him while he spoke, then moving to shift their weight so that Mull could hang onto the countertop.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:20 pm
((*cackle* I'm horrible.... lol))
Mull frowns, realizing that, with both his legs broke, this was definitely going to be much harder than he'd thought. Especially since he wasn't near the tub's edge, but rather on the other side of the toilet. Heaving a sigh, he looks up at Asher for a moment, then frowns. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He growls out, unsure if he was glad or upset that the other was enjoying his helplessness and discomfort.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:01 pm
The vampire's ice-blue gaze turned rather chilly. "Are you suggesting that I have nothing better to do than to make simple bodily functions difficult?" Yes, it was amusing, but he really would rather be doing something else.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:08 pm
Mull felt himself flinch slightly as the humor drained out of those eyes, then carefully reaches out for the edge of the tub. Heaving a sigh, he then looks up at Asher. "If you've got something better to do than waste time babying me, then go do it. You really don't owe me anything, after all, so there's no reason you should concern yourself about my welfare." He mutters, finding the floor at his feet rather fascinating at the moment. He figures that he can hold it until the other leaves the room, or at least, he hopes so.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:19 pm
Asher caught the other's subtle flinch. If it were anyone else, he may have thought he had been too harsh. "Strange how people often choose to do something they don't have to do," he commented before slipping out of the room with a swish of fabric. He made no other sound, even when lounging across the edge of the bed. Let Mull think whatever he wanted. He could make his way back on his own if he did not wish to ask for help.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:30 pm
Once the other was out of the room, Mull stares at his new challenge... Mainly, shimmying out of his pants so that he could use the toilet. As a general rule, Mull preferred not to wear underwear of any type, claiming it was too binding. He'd been relieved when Asher hadn't pressed the issue of helping him stand to piss. Slowly using his hands to scoot his body awkwardly across the tubs edge to where he was closer to the toilet, Mull shimmies his pants awkwardly down around his knees. Then, making sure to use just his arms, as his legs couldn't really hold much weight yet, he carefully starts to lever himself up from the tub's edge towards the seat, using one hand on the seat, the other on the edge of the tub. He grunts, sweat pouring off him from his exertion before he managed to sit and do what he'd come in here to do. Pulling his pants back up, however, proved to be an impossible task, since that would require shimmying while pulling up, which, when he tried, nearly unseated him from the toilet. He grimaces, flushing the toilet, then simply sitting there, glaring at the wall as if he could will holes into it. He'd be damned if he asked for help now, after he'd tried to assure himself and Asher that he could handle this simple task on his own. So, it looked like he'd be spending the rest of the night on the pot, unless someone decided to 'check up' on him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:40 pm
Asher had plenty of time to do typical coon stuff, namely, running his wicked claws through hair and tail. He was not about to move unless called (very nicely, or piteously as the case may be), or unless boredom drove him to the library. Actually, that was sounding better all the time; Mull's collection of books was substantial.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:54 pm
Mull, of course, was not about to set his pride aside to call for help. What he ends up doing instead, of course, was trying to pull his pants back up. Which, of course, ends up making him slide off the toilet seat, crumpling to the floor with a stifled yelp of pain. Eyes tearing at the corners, he bites down on his lip hard enough to draw blood as he finishes pulling his pants up and fastening them, then curls up on his side, waiting for the agony to leave so that he wasn't sobbing on the floor like some damn b***h. He was going to hate having to explain how he ended up on the floor in the first place, if anyone was attracted to the bathroom by the noise he'd made.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:12 pm
There was a tap at the bathroom door. That karma thing again? Asher did not open the door however, simply tilting an ear towards it. "I'll be in the library..." The coon's voice hung, as if daring Mull to ask...
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:17 pm
Mull shoots the door an annoyed glare. So, the other hadn't heard the toilet flush nor his yelp of pain? He shakes his head, sending the buckle on his collar jingling slightly, his tails snapping against the floor and the sink behind him in response to the open ended sentence Asher had spoken, as if answering the vampire for Mull instead. "Go ahead." He mutters, rolling slightly onto his stomach. "Just open the door slightly. I'll make my own way out." He grunts out, slowly pulling himself towards the door, close, but not close enough to get hit in case the coon decided to ignore him and swing the door open completely.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:32 pm
(( Asher: May I please slam the door open on his face? >>;
No. <<; ))
Asher was perfectly aware of what all those little sounds meant. He left the door open just enough. But instead of promptly leaving, he leaned against the door frame. "You tempt me to watch." Not out of sadism precisely, but to ram home the fact that Mull was being an idiot. He probably knew that at this point. "Would you clarify for me something? Is this a matter of your masochistic tendencies, or is this a matter of pride. Sometimes it is so difficult to ascertain."
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 10:37 pm
Mull glares at the door, willing it to burst into flames at that moment. When that fails, he growls low in his throat, willing the vampire to the library with the other. Yes, his pride was much too big for him to easily push aside. Mull almost never asked for help when he needed it, and if so, usually only once or twice. He counted the food as once, then the trip to the bathroom as twice. He wouldn't ask for a third time, simply because his pride wouldn't allow it. "I'll leave that to you to guess." He says, a low growl barely present in his words. He refuses to move closer to the door until he thinks Asher has gone to the library, glaring at the floor in front of him now over his arms, which propped his front half off the floor, leaving his hips to support the rest of his weight.
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