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 Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:21 pm
Tristan lay awake in bed, gently running his fingers through Faylin's hair. He'd been awake for a while now, just thinking about his life. He'd spent a little time remembering Folken but most of his time thus far had been spent wondering what he'd be doing right now if he'd decided against Going to help Dante. Would he have ever found Fay again? Would he be at Devil May Cry with the twins right now, sleeping on some dingy old fold out couch-bed? He roused himself from his thoughts when he felt Faylin shifting in his sleep. He lifted the demon boy's head from his chest and laid him back on a pillow as he got up. After slipping on a pair of loose fitting shorts, he walked down to check on Caprica. He knocked on the door and entered slowly, making sure that he was as quiet as possible. He walked over to Capeica and asked him softly."How are you feeling this morning, human?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:47 pm
Faylin woke up not to long after when he reached out, still half asleep, for Tristan and found he wasnt there. His head shot up and he looked around quickly but didnt see Tristan anywhere. His chest constricted and he sat up "Tristan?" he called "Tristan?" he called again in a much shakier voice before looking down and wimpering. ~did he change his mind? did i do something wrong in my sleep? did he...change his mind? about me?~ He wimpered again and got out of bed. he pushed his hair back out of his face and grabed his pants to put them on before looking around again. ~maybe...maybe he just went out?~ he looked around for a note or something but didnt find anything. he bit his lip ~its happened again...first with Folken and now with Tristan~ he remembered waking up when he was younger and finding Folken gone. then never seeing him again because he had left him because he had been to weak to try and get Tristan back...then he had been to weak to heal Folken. ~im always just to weak~ he said to himself as he crept out of hte room and quickly went down the hall past Caprica's door, heading for the exit.
((this thing needed more angst^_^))
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:48 pm
Tristan heard a slight noise outside Caprica's door and called out, low enough to not bother Caprica but loud enough to hear through the door."Fay, is that you? I'm in here."
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 4:51 pm
((I don't run this thread. stare It's up to Maus-san.))
Caprica was already sitting up in bed and wondering where all his clothes went to. He was still wearing his pants which he supposed was a stroke of luck. His chest hurt but it wasn't as exruciating as last night. Then again he wasn't moving around much. He thought it would be a good idea to just stay still for awhile as much as possible. He stuck his thumb downwards and blew a raspberry to indicate 'shitty'.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 5:13 pm
((Err... well I don't care if you guys go into day now... just that Vergil and Nevada are currently still in a little scene, at night, I need to prod Ilarian for a post >> *prods*))
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 8:02 pm
Faylin gasped and quickly sliped into the room ~of course, he came here~ he thought before he ran upto Tristan and wraped hs arms about his waist and tucked his head under his chin, holding on tight
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 9:44 pm
Tristan hugged Faylin tightly for a moment before letting him go."I'm sorry about that Fay. Like I said last nihgt, it's been a while since I had company. It just slipped my mind to let you know where I was going to be." he kissed him lightly on his cheek before tending to Caprica."I suspected as much. I promise we won't hurt you. I want to try and help you, you're hurt pretty badly." he held his left hand behind him, palm up and spoke to Faylin as he nudged his head toward a cabinet on the far wall."Fay, would you please bring me the little X-Ray box in that cabinet over there. It's hard to miss so you shouldn't have a problem finding it ok." He ran his finger over the cast he'd put on Caprica's chest and it melted back into the cards it had started as. After putting the cards down on the table, he again ran his finger over Caprica's bare chest applying slight pressure."Let me know where it hurts ok." he told him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 12:51 pm
Faylin nodded, his cheeks gaining a slighlt red tint before going and getting the box. he had to rumage around a bit but he found it easily and brought it over, placing it in Tristan's hand before going to Caprica's side. "did you have a good sleep brother?" he asked softly, again not realizing what he had called Capricia
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 3:33 pm
Caprica stared at the cards as they reappeared and the cast vanished. He reached over to the neatly stacked cards Tristan had set on the nightstand and took one. He looked it all over as if searching for some trick. Nothing unusual. The four of clubs. He didn't have any more time to investigate as Tristan was now poking him in places that hurt a whole lot. He dropped the card and batted at his hands before he realised he was just checking for injuries. His chest and back were a mass of ugly purple bruises, some so dark they were almost black. He kept wincing and pointing here and there as Tristan touched a sore spot.
He gave Faylin a funny look when he called him brother but he nodded nonetheless. He had slept well. The drugs had knocked him right out and when they had worn off he was already sleeping like a log.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 5:10 pm
Faylin smiled happily at Caprica "oh, im so glad" he said as his tail swished back and forth slowly behind him. he leaned over a bit to see his ribs "can we do anything to help them heal faster Tristan?" he asked the older demon hopefully. he really didnt like the looks of those bruises, he really hoped nothing was broken.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 8:01 pm
"I think he'll be fine. But he needs rest while the bruises heal." he told Faylin once he'd used the X-ray box. The dark lens had lent a soft blue glow over Caprica's body, it would only show any kind of internal injuries. "There's no broken bones at least. If he'll let me, I've got a special medicine made from a rare demons venom that will cause the wounds to heal faster, but it can only be administered as a shot." he told his demon boy as he started to search through the same cabinet he'd gotten the medicine out of the previous night."Would that be alright human. You know, we'll need a name for you if you're staying til you're all better. Anything you like to be called? Would you write it down for us?" he asked as he sat the medicine and a new syrine and needle down on the table beside the bed incase Caprica wanted it. He grabbed a small pad of paper and a pen from the drawer in the front of the table and handed them to Caprica, not even thinking that he might not be able to write in his condition.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 8:44 pm
Faylin hhmmed "Tristan, what if he cant write?" he asked as he looked at the many tailed demon, his forehead wrinkling in worry a bit. he turned back to Caprica "well Brother? can you write?" he asked "or do we need to find another way to find out your name?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 3:54 pm
((If Vergil Sparda threw you against a steel door as hard as he could, you would definitely have broken bones my friend. Careful with the godmodding business ok? It's my say how much injury my character has taken. As such, there are four actual breaks in his ribcage all on the right side where he hit the door the hardest. There are some cracks around that area and general bruising.))
Caprica edged away from the needle a little, feeling uneasy about it. How did he know they didn't mean to do something weird to him? He picked up the pad of paper and the pen and wrote his name in block capitals. CAPRICA. He wondered what this 'venom' stuff was and why the hell they would suggest putting poison in him if they wanted to heal him.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 6:56 pm
((Sorry. I've not usually been in rp's where everybody's story is different. Usually the ones I'm in, everybody just works with what happens and doesn't worry about it.))
Tristan had quickly checked Caprica over once more after he'd set the medicine and needle down. He realized that he'd overlooked something when he had checked the first time."Oh my. I overlooked it, he's got several broken ribs and a few more cracked ones." he counted them out as he found them and found four broken ribs and three cracked ones. They were all on his right side so hopefully if he got a cast on them and kept him off that side, he would heal properly."There's four broken ribs and at least three cracked ones." he set the X-ray box down on the table and covered his face with his hands for a moment, thinking. He realized that Caprica had written his name down already and looked at the paper."Well Caprica. You're a wreck. If you can handle it, because it's gonna hurt like a mother, I'll set your ribs back in place and put a cast on to keep them in place. But you'll not be going anywhere until the cast comes off. If I give you that shot, the medicine I've got is made from a special demon venom that will speed up your body's natural healing process. I'd say a week, if that long, with the medicine. Will you let me fix you up?"
((Better?))
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 7:34 pm
((Well here details are good for ya, and just to point out... Lyre did mention in an earlier post that there was damage to Caprica's ribs. So please please please pay attention. You guys have been really good so far for me, I'm glad ^_^))
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