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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 3:09 pm
Tomorrow - And then he was back, his head screaming in agony, his hand dripping blood on the floor from where he was gripping the table with white-knuckled fury, the other hand gripping it so hard the wood had splintered, and he was breathing hysterical gasps and there were people surrounding him, and he didn't know what to do. "This guy is freaking out!""Someone call a doctor, i think he's having a seizure!""Stay back, he looks deranged!""Jeez, he's bleeding all over the place - someone call the cops!"This wasn't going well. " No need to worry... it appears as if the poor fellow cut himself on a broken glass." The blond that stepped in front of the table had a very soothing effect on the crowd in her shining white dress with it's tiny embroidered gold sunflowers and ivy vines. She had a smooth smile on her lips, although her eyes were completely hidden behind a pair of smoky sunglasses despite the dim confines of the pub. She could have been a business woman on her lunch break, even though the white gloves and heels were a tad old fashioned looking on someone who couldn't have been into her thirties yet. An older, tall red headed woman slipped up to the table, her green-gray eyes earnest as she knelt beside Tomorrow, her voice strong but calm as she slowly moved to take his wounded hand. " My name is Grace, I'm a doctor...can I help you?"There was a musical lilt to her voice, and her eyes had a slight almond shape to them... although she appeared more curvy than most of her kin, it was apparent that she was not entirely human
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:24 pm
"...Brain...on...fire..." John gasped, sweat running rivers down his face as he tried to stay concious, his other problems forgotten in this sudden shocking state. "Lost my...words...lost my memory..."
He squeezed his eyes shut, grimacing as another shot of pain billowed out of his head, his focus slipping from describing his symptoms to keeping his powers in check. "...Electric elememt...need dampener...need hospital..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:37 pm
"We can do that... but better yet, she can keep you from killing us all." A roll of bandages quickly appeared out of a bag that hung over her shoulder as she took his hand, pressing a wad of gauze into his palm and then quickly wrapping the rest of the roll around to staunch the flow of blood from both sides of the wound.
The blond almost had the crowd under control, manging to sooth even the waitress that Maximos had raddled earlier
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 11:53 pm
The most effective way to trump any sort of badass emotional exit, was to have a pretty woman run up behind you and throw her arms around you.
Maximos was stopped pretty much mid-step. Like a gasket turned on a very tight valve, the Shadow deflated. His head hung low, his shoulders loosened and he let out a very long sigh like so much steam escaping.
"I know Raven..." He said, looking down at her arms squeezing him, all decked out in shadows and such. The very night he painted those marks on her, he felt doubtful, unwilling. But over time it seemed like a great thing! Only just today had he questioned if that was truly the best idea. Maybe he just...
Max just shook his head, lifting a hand and placing it carefully on hers. "I just dont understand. Maybe I've never known fellowship and family like he has, maybe my sadness was never as great. I just...I dont..."
Another long sigh. "Maybe I should go back in there and just..."
He started turning, he looked over his shoulder and then slowly and sadily shook his head. "No..I...we, have said enough, he'll find us when he's ready...I hope."
And with that he would turn, with any luck getting Raven to scoot beside him instead of behind him. He had alot of extra projects at the Shop here in Latent to handle, and just perhaps Raven would be kind enough to keep him company for such.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 6:06 am
Maximos Max just shook his head, lifting a hand and placing it carefully on hers. " I just dont understand. Maybe I've never known fellowship and family like he has, maybe my sadness was never as great. I just...I dont..." Another long sigh. " Maybe I should go back in there and just..." He started turning, he looked over his shoulder and then slowly and sadily shook his head. " No..I...we, have said enough, he'll find us when he's ready...I hope." And with that he would turn, with any luck getting Raven to scoot beside him instead of behind him. He had alot of extra projects at the Shop here in Latent to handle, and just perhaps Raven would be kind enough to keep him company for such. " I can not see a clear way to help him at the moment... I will just have to try again later when he feels like being helped, and not so much like electrocuting me. " With a little shake of her head she slipped up beside him, hooking her arm around his as they headed out of the pub and away from the cold chill that was creeping up her spine from whatever had decided to reveal itself back in that dim corner.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 6:38 pm
"Then get her to hurry up!" John cried, his eyes wild and bloodshot as he glanced at her, blood beginning to trickle down hiss nose. "I don't know how much longer I can hold on..."
He suddenly bunched hiss fists together, blood streaming from hiss wound as he doubled over with a moan, static curling over his back as he ground his teeth together.
Somewhere in the back of his head, he wished Max had stayed. The object of his fear was also an object of affection - he knew Max as one of the most powerful people on the planet, one who played with magic like poker cards. If anybody could take this pain away, it was him.
He groaned again. Back for two minutes, and already he was calling for his brother like a lost child calling for his mother. If he was watching from the crowd, he would have found it pitiful. "Max..."
"He calling for his boyfriend or something?" Someone called from the crowd.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:14 pm
Tomorrow "Then get her to hurry up!" John cried, his eyes wild and bloodshot as he glanced at her, blood beginning to trickle down hiss nose. "I don't know how much longer I can hold on..."He suddenly bunched hiss fists together, blood streaming from hiss wound as he doubled over with a moan, static curling over his back as he ground his teeth together. Somewhere in the back of his head, he wished Max had stayed. The object of his fear was also an object of affection - he knew Max as one of the most powerful people on the planet, one who played with magic like poker cards. If anybody could take this pain away, it was him. He groaned again. Back for two minutes, and already he was calling for his brother like a lost child calling for his mother. If he was watching from the crowd, he would have found it pitiful. "Max...""He calling for his boyfriend or something?" Someone called from the crowd. Grace clenched her hand over the spurting wound, applying as much pressure as she could. " 'Andi, I can't control him!" The blond smiled and waved dismissively at the crowd as she pulled one glove off, turning towards the table. She winced slightly, bumping her knee against a chair as she moved to grab John's hand. " Always in such a rush my lord." She did not want Maximos to turn back around, so drastic times call for drastic measures as she managed to fumble for his hand, her gold nails digging into his skin as she pulled the one trick that she had that could possibly keep him from accidentally killing her Grace and the rest of the mortals in the bar... She called his lightning, absorbing it. His power was enough like her own that it shouldn't do her too much damage, although she was liable to be head blind for a while with as much power as he had. " Let the shadow go for the moment, I have been looking to chat with you for quite some time... Grace, keep the crowd back."
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 1:37 am
It was odd, only in how usual it was. This hadnt been the first time Raven had hugged him, or looped an arm through his. But, this time, Max seemed to accept it in a more...human way, one might say. Moving just a bit closer, just a tad tighter. He didnt say anything at first, he only nodded. And in a few moments they were down the street and the bar was little more than the sound of the most startled people and average drunks.
The hackles on the back of Maximos' neck rose, and for a moment, just a moment he turned around and looked back. Something told him that duty demanded he walked back into that bar.
He didnt.
The Shadow turned back down the street and looked at Raven with a small, almost shy smile, and said. "I...have a few projects to work on at the shop. Relaxtion charms, a dancing weapon, a fancy bracelet, you know, the usual. Nothing too spectacular. But..."
He paused and laughed to himself. It almost seemed that looking through the events with Tomorrow like a lens, simple mundane things seemed so silly. He finally shook his head and spoke again. "As I seem to have ruined our plans for this night, would you like to keep me company?"
He laughed again. "I know I'm gifted with that sort of rugged charm, nor can I present the enjoyment of a wild kiss at a bar, so I can hardly make up for the evening I stole from you but...it would be nice to have a friend around. And--"
And the sentence just stopped, cold. Max shook his head lightly side to side, his face slipping from a calm smile momentarily to something more serious. Perhaps, something somewhat wounded. And then, in true Maximos fashion it was gone and his usual smile replaced it as he said, "What do you think?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 5:09 am
John released a long, low groan, lowering his head to thump into the table as the mystery woman began to syphon off his power. It had been a rough few hours - the anticipation, the stress, it had all built up within him, and it was god-damn good to release it. He tried to let it flow steadily through his arm, allowing the woman to take as much as she wanted, but fought to keep the flow slow - it would be a few minutes till he was drained completely, and he didn't want to give her the full load immediantly.
"...Who...are...you?" John gasped, his breath coming in short bursts, the blood trickling from his nose splattering onto the table and into his moustache and beard as he looked up into the woman's eyes, his bloodshot gaze affixed on her. With every pump of his massive heart, his brain seemed to stab agony into his very being, but he fought to keep everything in check.
He was weakened severely, but instinctively he checked his options - the steak knife he had stabbed into his hand was only a foot away from his other hand, Maximos' obsidion blade still jutting rudely from the floor beside the table. he grasped the edge of the table still with his metallic hand
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 2:14 pm
Maximos Something told him that duty demanded he walked back into that bar. He didnt. For which the busy-body back in the bar was really rather grateful.. she would have to send him a box of chocolates to celebrate the new year in thanks xp anonymously of course... Maximos He paused and laughed to himself. It almost seemed that looking through the events with Tomorrow like a lens, simple mundane things seemed so silly. He finally shook his head and spoke again. " As I seem to have ruined our plans for this night, would you like to keep me company?" He laughed again. " I know I'm gifted with that sort of rugged charm, nor can I present the enjoyment of a wild kiss at a bar, so I can hardly make up for the evening I stole from you but...it would be nice to have a friend around. And--" And the sentence just stopped, cold. Max shook his head lightly side to side, his face slipping from a calm smile momentarily to something more serious. Perhaps, something somewhat wounded. And then, in true Maximos fashion it was gone and his usual smile replaced it as he said, " What do you think?" Raven's free hand patted his as she skipped along with him, turning her face up with a smile, her wild orange eyes almost glowing in the dim light. " You are being silly again my dear... just because I am not constantly trying to get you out of your pants doesn't mean that I don't like spending time with you." 4laugh " If anything, it is quite the opposite in fact! I like spending time with you because I just feel comfortable around you, I enjoy getting in your head, and telling stories to eachother... I really appreciate how many times you have been there for me when I was feeling low. There are not too many others that I seek out when I need a freind to lean on." With a shake of her head she put the events of the night behind her for the moment, they could wait for another day, for Tomorrow in fact! " So, I would love to spend time with you at your shop my dear... and what exactly is a Dancing Weapon?" whee
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 2:40 pm
Tomorrow John released a long, low groan, lowering his head to thump into the table as the mystery woman began to syphon off his power. It had been a rough few hours - the anticipation, the stress, it had all built up within him, and it was god-damn good to release it. He tried to let it flow steadily through his arm, allowing the woman to take as much as she wanted, but fought to keep the flow slow - it would be a few minutes till he was drained completely, and he didn't want to give her the full load immediantly. "...Who...are...you?" John gasped, his breath coming in short bursts, the blood trickling from his nose splattering onto the table and into his moustache and beard as he looked up into the woman's eyes, his bloodshot gaze affixed on her. With every pump of his massive heart, his brain seemed to stab agony into his very being, but he fought to keep everything in check. He was weakened severely, but instinctively he checked his options - the steak knife he had stabbed into his hand was only a foot away from his other hand, Maximos' obsidion blade still jutting rudely from the floor beside the table. he grasped the edge of the table still with his metallic hand The redhead had turned back to the crowd with the sort of scowl that a mother gives a naughty child who had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar, making even the most veracious of the lookie-loo's step back with sheepish grins before she fished around in her bag for more medical supplies. The glasses hadn't slipped enough that John would actually be able to see the blond's eyes, so only a very dim reflection of himself would be visible in the smokey glass. Her smile didn't slip as his power flowed into her, her hand around his steady and sure.. she would let go when he wanted her to or when she felt that he was low enough again to be of little danger to the others. She nodded her head to the taller woman at his question. " This is Grace, she is a doctor as well as a healer.. and since she is no longer in danger from your powers I would ask that you allow her to mend your wounds and ease your pain... She does not have quite the bedside manner of the raven, but I assure you that although a tad brisk in emergencies she is quite kind to her patients!" Grace nodded again at the introduction, reaching out with a gauze pad for John's bleeding nose as she tried not to crowd him too much. " And I... I am Verandi.."
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 4:08 pm
They were getting a good rythem down now, him feeding her his excess power, her absorbing it rather well, and John's body seemed to deflate, his entire body leaning forward to rest upon the table, his head turned to look at the women with glassy eyes as he allowed the excruiciating pain to wash over him, the risk of a deadly spark almost non-existant now. His body was continually trying to produce energy, the pain in his head causing his defenive mechanisms to kick in, but the two angels that had appeared seemed to be keeping that in check.
"...My...name...is...John..." Tomorrow said sporaticaly, his eyes glazed over as he spoke into the gauze pad trying to soak up the blood spilling from his nose. Everything was beginning to slow down...the pain was beginning to fade from his head, but remained somehow...
"...There's something..." He paused breifly, as if trying to find the right word. "...Bad...wrong....bad...in my..." He stopped again, his gaze rigidly locked into his reflection in Verandi's eyes.
Everything was beginning to slip out of focus, the angels becoming blurry in his vision. His mouth remained open, his jaw slack as his words slurred to a stop...
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 3:06 am
Max laughed lightly and shook his head as if attempting to brush away some sort of notion with the sway of navy blue locks. "Excellent! Thank you Raven. I meant no insult to your character Raven, I just..."
...know that isnt going to keep you happy forever. ...know you need and deserve someone to sweep you off your feet and love and kiss you. Max opened his mouth, paused, and then shut it. He shook his head, dusting away cobwebs the chuckled and just said. "..want you to be happy, thats all. Your happiness means alot to me."
Maximos didnt let the thought linger or settle, he just continued talking letting it pass right along without him having to make any awkward explanations. There was something more he wanted to say, and something even bigger he wanted to ask and yet...he couldnt. Or he wouldnt, not yet. And he squashed it away behind Raven's introduction to talking shop. "Now as for the weapon, a dancing weapon is..."
And then he stopped, a smirk stretched across his face and he slipped his hand into his pocket and then turned abruptly away from the sidewalk and to the line of shops and smiling said. "...actually let me show you."
He slipped the key in the Shop door and opened it. The Shop was only a couple blocks away, conversation seemed to have brought them there in no time. Dim homely light poured from inside, and Maximos held the door open and said. "Ladies first."
((If you would like, Crys my dear, we can continue in the shop! If you reply here, I'll plop the next post over there. Otherwise we can just leave them to a nice evening.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:16 am
Maximos ((If you would like, Crys my dear, we can continue in the shop! If you reply here, I'll plop the next post over there. Otherwise we can just leave them to a nice evening.)) ((*Seriously wants to know what it is that Max wanted to say, but isn't up to saying just yet* whee Not fair, you know how I am about secrets! xp )) Raven laughed and bowed back at Maxi. " Luckily for you I am feeling in a 'lady-like' mood today, or we could be standing here a long time waiting for one to go first!" xd With that little jab at her own lack of morals on occasion Rave skipped into the shop, pretending to be good as she clasped her hands behind her back.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:29 am
Tomorrow They were getting a good rythem down now, him feeding her his excess power, her absorbing it rather well, and John's body seemed to deflate, his entire body leaning forward to rest upon the table, his head turned to look at the women with glassy eyes as he allowed the excruiciating pain to wash over him, the risk of a deadly spark almost non-existant now. His body was continually trying to produce energy, the pain in his head causing his defenive mechanisms to kick in, but the two angels that had appeared seemed to be keeping that in check. "...My...name...is...John..." Tomorrow said sporaticaly, his eyes glazed over as he spoke into the gauze pad trying to soak up the blood spilling from his nose. Everything was beginning to slow down...the pain was beginning to fade from his head, but remained somehow... "...There's something..." He paused breifly, as if trying to find the right word. "...Bad...wrong....bad...in my..." He stopped again, his gaze rigidly locked into his reflection in Verandi's eyes. Everything was beginning to slip out of focus, the angels becoming blurry in his vision. His mouth remained open, his jaw slack as his words slurred to a stop... With a nod from her companion Grace moved to stand behind John, placing both her hands on his shoulders as she whispered the words to a healing prayer, casting another baleful glare at the few humans who had taken her apparent lack of attention as a sign that they could start staring at the poor man again. The wound in his hand would heal over quick enough, the pain in his head was tougher for the healer, although starting his body back on the right track by replenishing his blood supply was a good start. " Be at peace John, 'Andi is overly concerned about my safety at times... if you could try to relax a bit we can try to get at what it is that is really wrong." Her voice was soothing, motherly even. 'Andi's smile never faltered, if anything, it took on just a slightly sardonic tone as Grace tried to berate her about her need for caution... but with the reaper first and then the dynamo himself almost going ballistic, the seeress thought a little caution was worth the while now and again... although it didn't stop her from passing on Tomorrow's own energy back to the healer to fuel her spells. It was interesting that he hadn't reacted to her name, but then again there were few these days who knew the one she had been born with, and perhaps he had put aside his distant past for the pain of the recent trauma's...
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