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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 11:54 pm
"Wonderful~!" gleamed Tilly as she took the bra and latched it onto her head, making two lacy black ears. "This will come in quite a handy deal~!"
Flint, who had tried oh so very hard to stand as far away from Dasha as he could, failed to keep one of the major tail-tale signs of his weakness for her. Dark maroon liquid flowed down from his nose and trickeled over his lip.
Tilly laughed as she pointed to him, "Spill a tad did we?"
"Gah!" exclaimed Flint as he tried to hide the blood from the other two females. Today was just NOT his day.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:07 am
Dasha smirked, pleased with her work. But that wasn't even the half of it. She turned to see Flint and almost burst out laughing. She held it in, however and decided to make the best of the situation....for herself. Oh she was an evil witch....
She stepped closer to Flint so she was standing just in front of him. She held her hands up and put one on the back of his neck, holding him in place and brought the other one to his chin. "Oh dear, that's not good," she said as she looked ad the liquid trickling from his nose. "Let me help." She pulled his hand away with her free one and leaned forward. She licked his chin where the blood was, coming up to his lips. She paused when she reached his lips and made sure her lips locked with his for a quick moment before she licked his upper lip and the crest below his nose. Oh the taste was delicious. It had been so long...
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:16 am
Oh dear.... That was the first thing that hit him. The immense flood of... urges that followed were more than difficult to subdue and he was only able to do so by quite literally thrusting her against the wall, pinning her in place. He cringed slightly, his face daringly close to hers as he forced his body away. No, he wouldn't... he couldn't do that to her. It was hard to breath, he thought as he pushed away from her, taking a few large steps back. His head was hung low once more as he looked off down the walkway, blood trickling once more down his face.
"I'm terribly sorry Miss. How crude of me," he said, lacking a true tone of sincerity and including a hint of anger as he pulled a cloth from his pocket and wiping his nose. "I shant let it happen again." He looked to Tilly only to see her scampering away and around a corner further down the road. I guess she's gone for now, he thought.
He was happy his coat covered most of him and he tried not to think of what could have had happened a moment ago. Why had she done that? It was so... queer. He couldn't say he didn't enjoy it though, as odd as it was.
"I should be on my way. I'm sure I've taken up enough of your precious time."
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:28 am
Dasha hadn't expected that to happen. Of course, she hadn't thought about what was going to happen at all. Her eyes opened as she was suddenly torn from her own little world that she had drawn herself into. The taste of his blood reminded her of what she had been missing. She swallowed, staring at him. Oh dear, what had she done?
She brought her hand up to her mouth as her tongue moved about inside it. The taste lingered and she eyed the crimson color on his face. No, she had to tell herself. She blinked. He seemed to be as torn as she was.
"Ah well...." she began, looking down at the street. "I....suppose. It isn't like I have a life to get back to anyway..." Her last sentence was said in a quieter tone than the one before it. There was a part of her that wanted him to stay, a larger part of her that wanted to attack his face, and another part that just didn't care either way.
She glanced up at him and gave a slight smile. "Sorry, love, didn't mean to scare you."
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:10 pm
What was all this? Part of him wanted to slam her against the wall and just let himself go while the other wanted to run away as fast as he could. Why had she... licked him. Maybe she just had a thing for blood... Nope, that was still weird.
A sharp pain shot through his heart, his lungs tightening in his chest. His hand reached up and clenched his shirt and jacket as he winced, bending over slightly. He coughed into his wrist violently as he stood there. He stumbled back a step, his body reeling in pain. He looked to see a crimson liquid splattered across his skin.
Oh no, he thought as he tried to hide his pain/
"What was that about?" he asked, staring her in the eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:37 pm
Dasha watched Flint. She almost reached out for him as he violently coughed but refrained. She held her hand in against her chest. She stared at him, an almost frightened look appearing on her face before quickly fading. She then simply stared at him.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice sounding suddenly innocent and almost child-like. Surprisingly, it was genuine. She wasn't purposely trying to sound innocent and all, it just seemed to happen that way.
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:44 pm
Flint sighed, exhausted by all that happened and worn out by the pain that came in waves. He could feel another cough coming and he wondered if he could keep himself together.
"Fine... Don't tell me... I don't know what to make of this..." he said as she looked towards the ground. He looked back into her eyes, his face filled with sadness and pain, though he tried hard to hide it. "I don't know what to make of you... I know that I care for you Dasha... But... "
His voice trailed off as another shock of pain hit him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:52 pm
Dasha continued to stare. She didn't know what to make of the situation. Of her actions, her thoughts, or even his for that matter. She wasn't sure what had come over her but she knew now that she wanted something...It weighed heavily in the back of her mind. The crimson that still stained his face called to her. Her eyes constantly returned to it. But there was something else that she wanted. But she didn't know what it was....
"I...uh..." she began before something happened to him. She then pushed herself away from the wall and went over to his side.
"Flint...are you okay?" she said, her eyes traveling to his hand. She spotted the blood in it. She thought that it was maybe from his nose, but she looked back to his mouth. Did he just cough blood? "I think you need a doctor."
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 8:24 pm
"No, I'm.. I'm fine," he attempted to say, but the trickle of blood that started at the corner of his mouth said otherwise. He tried to push her away but failed as he coughed again into his wrist. He straightened his body up, trying to look fit.
"Please,... Don't worry about me. Its... just a minor issue. It'll pass."
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:08 am
Dasha continued to stare. She didn't back away, she just looked him straight in the eye with a rather determined look. "Minor? You call coughing up blood minor? Don't try to act all tough in front of me, kay? You're seeing a doctor." With that, she grabbed his arm rather forcefully and pulled at it as she began walking. She knew of a doctor in the town. How good he was, she wasn't sure. She had never gone.
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:35 pm
"Please," he begged, his face full of pain and irritation, "Hear me out! I've dealt with this for years miss! Its nothing new. A few moments and I'll be fine. Just like new. And you can return to your business or licking my face off. Whatever takes your fancy miss."
He gave a small resistance to being dragged but was awfully tired by now and didn't get much accomplished other than tiring himself out. The only way he could think to stop her was to return the... kiss... he had gotten earlier. However, for some reason, he had the thought that even that wouldn't stop her from her coarse of action. He gave another tug with his arm, hoping to free himself from her grip. Again, it was no use.
He was about to argue again, to plead once more for her to stop, when another fit of coughing struck him. He doubled over in pain, as he forcefully stopped walking and attempted to stay standing as he covered his mouth. His whole body was trembling by now and the cold air wasn't helping his lungs in the least. He doubted that the walking was helping him as well.
"Please..." he said faintly. Of all times, it had to act up now. He knew that something was up today. It just wasn't his day at all. His face grew warm and flushed as a film of sweat prickled over his skin. No, today wasn't his day.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:57 pm
"Then you need to see someone about getting it fixed," Dasha replied curtly. She didn't stop walking, despite his objections. Until he started coughing again. Her footsteps stopped and she wheeled around to look at him once more, concern rearing it's head in her eye's.
"Flint...." she said softly, stepping closer to him. "You've never gotten this checked out?" She watched him, an idea striking her. She wasn't sure if she should do it or not. It might humiliate him. She thought for a moment before deciding. She would help him. She would help one person in her life for once. So she braced herself, placed her arms against the back of his legs and around his shoulders and lifted him off the ground with a slight grunt.
"Don't complain," she said, her voice sounding slightly strained. "And please don't struggle. This is hard enough as it is." It was a slight act on her part. It wasn't really difficult to lift him. But she looked like a small, frail girl. She shouldn't be able to do this without some difficulty.
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:06 pm
This was almost worse than his coughing fit before her a few moments ago. Tears of exasperation whelled in his eyes as he tried not to struggle per her request.
"Miss! If you would please! I've dealt with this my entire life. Your small town doctor will do nothing others have not attempted themselves. Nor will he do anything I have not already experiments myself. For mercy's sake, will you let be what dignity I have and set me down?"
It was painful for him, to be carried by a girl when he could still walk. Hell, he would crawl if he had to. Anything other than this. He hated seeming weak. He knew, better than anyone else, that after this he would be fine if not better than before. It was the cruel curse that the disease caused him every now and then when life started to go as planned.
It all started around that time... when his dear mother took life in her own hands. And when he had found the monster that dwelled deep within himself. He could only hope that Dasha would listen to him, else he would start to ignore her requests and would probably make more of a fool of himself.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:14 pm
"I don't believe you," Dasha replied, refusing to look at his face. "You at least need to get looked at. Maybe the doctor here will know more than you think. Maybe he will have seen this before. Maybe you just need rest. I don't know! Just....just get yourself looked at, okay?" Her walking slowed as her sentences went on. Her head slowly lowered and her hair fell in her face, shielding herself from having to look at him.
Finally she stopped and let her arm lower until his feet hit the ground. Finally her eyes lifted and she turned to face him. Her eyebrows were furrowed slightly in determination. "If you're going to walk, you're going to walk to the doctor. Got it?"
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:21 pm
Frustration and anger had set upon him as he pulled himself up and glared at her.
"I suppose I have no choice, do I?" he scoffed as he looked away from her, his hair falling from his hat. Small coughs shook him now, but they were much better than what had racked his body before. With out looking to her he spoke, his anger slowly melting away. "So in what direction would this doctor of yours be?"
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