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"Not especially. I have trust issues," Shiyaa said, then half shrugged, " And believe me, I've seen way worse on a person then that scar." He smiled then, seeming a bit less afraid.

::Jaunus blushed lightly at hearing Shiyaa and Tristan had to say and smiled::
"Well....got in trouble with my father eh? So thats why your using your skills out of place. Wish there was some way to help you but he is pretty set in his ways. Its almost impossible to change his mind"
::Jaunus walked foreward motioning for them to follow him::
"Got any ideas?"

Dust had broken him, down there. And he wouldn't have been able to go on living with himself if he didn't try to put Caprica back together again. Torturing someone... that was something he could live with, but he enjoyed it so much... he scared himself. What kind of a sick person was he?

The sleeping Caprica in his arms, he carried him to The Tower, The Pit's hospital. He felt so hollow, numb. The numbness didn't go away as he explained to the doctors each and every thing that was done to their new patient.

They got to work, quickly, patching up the husk of a boy. Dust had re-set Caprica's dislocated shoulders himself, before he carried him up there, bandged the puncture wounds in his legs.

And when the doctors tried to shoo him away and let them to the work... Dust couldn't take his eyes off Caprica's face... so peaceful, now, and just hours ago contorted in agony. He couldn't leave him, not like this, he had to help heal him. Had to lay his hands on him and make the hurt go away. Yes, Caprica had to be punished, but now it's over. Things would be different, now.

So he stayed with him, in that wide, white room where Caprica was lain after being washed and disinfected and wrapped and bandaged in silk. The curtains wafted in the soft breeze. He lay with his arms around the boy... he was always pale, but was he always so cold...? Had he really lost so much blood? He pressed his skin into him, hugged him and wouldn't let go, throughout the night.

And when morning came he'd get Caprica whatever he needed, he'd stay with him until he got better. If the guilt and self-loathing didn't kill him first.

::Jaunus feeling bored and a bit annoyed at the silence began to pace. SUddenly he looked to Tritan who seemed to be lost in his own little world. So what did he do? What came natruly(sp?) to him, he poked Tritans head a few times::
"ey, anyone in there?"

aHah, Dust woke up with a start. He didn't remember falling asleep, and he wasn't used to sleeping next to someone, so at first he was alarmed when something was moving around near him. Then he remembered, and it looked like the weight of the world fell onto him.

After that, he naturally blushed, as the two of them weren't dressed in anything. Although with Caprica being mummy-like, you couldn't really call him naked. There was a sheet over them before, he knew it. He chuckled a bit, looking around for it. He ended up getting out of bed, in his search finding it on the floor. With a grin his drapped it over his patient, trying not to dwell on how badly he was hurt, seeing that some of the bandages had soaked through with red during the night.

He leaned down to kiss his cheek and said, "I'll be right back," heading to the bathroom. About halfway there he skidded to a stop and turned around, figuring that Caprica also has use of the facilities. But in order for the hurt boy to make use of them, his lower body required a certain amount of unwrapping.

Dust went back to him and lay back down on the bed, pulling Caprica to his chest. "Shhh, it's okay. You're okay." He pressed against him, unwilling to leave him, now. He stroked his hair and said stupid little soothing things in his ear and held him. "Nobody's going to hurt you anymore, you're safe now." And he kissed his cheek.

...And he wanted to see Yaru again, but that had to wait.

He couldn't leave Caprica in this state. ...And he really needed to use the washroom. So he took a scissors off the end table and started snipping at Caprica's bandages, gently unwrapping them, making Caprica naked again.

"C'mon Caprica, just lay still a while while I unwrap you, okay? These need to be changed." he kissed his neck. "And I'm sure you have to use the washroom, too, and that would be difficult all wrapped up like that." He used only one hand to cut away and remove Caprica's wrappings, continuing to hold him with the other.

Why was he still seeing these things? This had never happened before. Tristan kept trying to shake his second sight from his mind but he was failing miserably at it until he felt Jaunus poking him. Instantly, the images faded into the mist of untamed thought in his mind and he came back into focus of what was around him. He attempted to grab Jaunus hand but only managed to knocked himself on his face, having forgotten he was still bound and wrapped up for the King. He spoke up to Jaunus with his face against the cold stone floor of the particular hallway."Prince or not, that was a bit obnoxious. You know that yes?" he made an attamept at getting up, but without the use of his hands, he wasn't getting very far."Shiyaa, could you help me up, please?" he asked as he realized that he probably gave himself a bloody nose as he felt an oddly wet warmth spread across his left cheek.