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 Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 2:58 pm
Adriel's eyes watched the process closely, with calmness that was eerie in itself. His other hand slowly wrapped around the back of the younger one's head and pulled her away from his wounded arm, which lay rest upon his lap. He felt weaker, but knew it was easily fix.
He made her face him, looking into her eyes, he gave a soft smile and shook his head as he rested her down against the mattress and cover her up. "I believe that's enough....you need to rest." He rose to his feet, staggering slightly, but reminded standing. "I will check on you in a while." He walked out of the room, his posture that of a nobleman. When the door was close behind him, he almost fell down, had he not gripped a decorative table, a yard away from the girl's room. His whole vision went and came, but a smirk played on his face. Fool His mind screeched, it oddly sounded different from his own mind voices, it sounded like a voice befitting his persian. That made his laugh softly.
Managing back to his own room, he lay down on the bed, it litter with many different of medical equipment. He didn't recall putting the blood bag on the hook, of sticking the needle on himself. He didn't remember the taking out the stitches and restitching his wounds. Or putting bandages covering over his wounds, not only of his forearm but his others.
He woke about an hour later, like this, bandage up, and fully up to recovering, the blood bag was gone, but he imagen it was one of the two guys that took it. The work done on him, he could only phantom that he had gone into some kind of automatic mode. When his eyes open, what greet him was the furious face of a very very large and blind persian. Fool the voice ringed again. Indeed, it matched his pokemon very well.
He needed to get up and go check on the girl, but he didn't think he could manage while having such large creature resting its body on top of his.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 3:20 pm
Veil’s eyes had been filled with nothing but void as the Dr. Hart lay her to sleep on the bed, alone in the inky blackness of it all. Had she been awake, the girl might have felt like a pet of his, rather than a human guest with the words he spoke. However, nothing even flickered across her blank face, her eyes were half slit open and almost seemed to have no pupils to focus on anything. Like a poor toy doll cast aside on the floor, with nothing to do but lay there...that’s all Veil was like. After several long hours, her mind allowed the half-open eyes to slip shut, and immediately her body began to use the energy stolen from him, to replicate her own blood. Green sparks flashed up around her, the leeched life responding to her body’s cry for help.
With a sickening slip of her skin, the wound on her neck squished shut. It was almost as if it had never been there, save for a small scar that would fade with time. Her worn body was replenished from the point of complete exhaustion to a more withstand able state, saving a large portion of the power to patch her up internally. Veil had suffered so much damage to her organs from the cold, and the wound that drained her of so much blood. Within hours, the girl was restored to a reasonable state, all things in the past taken into consideration. Frostbite gone, and her muscles restored to a working state, her body had renewed itself.
Stirring lightly after hours unconscious, muscles still heavy with sleep and unwilling to aid her, she snuggled a bit more into the pillow. Taking a deep breath, she could tell this bed had been slept in before. Obviously other housemates here took care of the place. This was a fact she’d noticed upon entering, but had not addressed it mentally until now. Then looking to the droplets of Dr. Harts blood on the bed, she gripped the pillow closer as she almost was pouting. His blood was rich with life, but also with strange power. It was too bad she didn’t drink the real thing and only stole energy because she bet his was tasty. Running her tongue over her fangs, she drew in a deep breath to get her going.
Feet sliding off the edge of the bed, Veil slowly put weight on them to stand. The oversized clothes didn’t help her in the slightest, as she wind milled her arms. The muscles had been restored yes, but it was like they were emerging from hibernation. Still shaky and uncertain in her steps, she gripped the edge of the bed and she slipped to her knees to keep from falling. Still, this was progress. As soon as she could, Veil would try to find Dr. Hart and see if he was okay. She was, but that question echoed in her mind. Was he?
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 4:18 pm
Adriel hummed softly as he stared at the ceiling of his canopy bed. He huffed ever so slightly. Indeed, this was his room, even thought until today, he had not set a foot in it. He took careful note that this was also the master bedroom which should had belong to Adele, since Adriel would not be living there, at least, not a basis that would make this bedroom his in a normal plane of thought. But he was the oldest of the strange trio of humans. But Adele was the owner's son.
He gave a low groan, he was giving himself a headache. This was his room, that was final. There. He looked back at the large feline laying on top of him, its great head resting on his chest. "You know...you will have to let me get up eventually."
"Perrrrsian...." Was all he got in respond, which he figure it meant 'no'.
"What if I need a bathroom?"
"Persiiiiian..." Came the groggy answer.
"Ah...well....I suppose..."He had no idea what Faraon could had answer but he decided arguing with him at the moment was a bad idea.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 1:40 pm
Veil grasped the side of the bed as she used her arms to force herself to stand. Taking in a shaky breath, she let it out smoothly as she managed to keep her form upright and free from drastic wavering. Making her way to the door with small calculated steps, her long crimson hair seemed to be flopping everywhere she noticed, as she caught sigh of herself in a mirror. Not something a lady should look like, she paused while resting her back against the door to attempt to fix it at least a bit.
Nodding, she blinked happily as she opposing hand felt for the doorknob. Twisting in with her small hands, the large door wouldn’t open for her. Wondering if it was locked, she fumbled with it a bit more, and even attempted to use some of the strength she still had to push against it. Finally it obeyed her demands, and she spilled outwards into the hallway that she vaguely remembered, landing on her side on the floor. Hair flopping completely back out of order, she huffed and blew a spare piece out of her eyes. “Great.” She muttered.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 8:46 pm
Daniel came down the hall, holding a tray table with teapot, a cup, and some food. He stopped when he saw Veil fall right out into the hall. The teenager put the tray down on the side hall table and walked over. "Are you alright?" He smiled gently at her, holding out his hand at her. "I don't think you should be wondering about?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 8:53 pm
The young girl looked up, her crystal eyes tracing the hand to its owner, but her view was blocked by her messy hair. Veil blinked slowly, and then immediately tried to gather herself. Muscles failing her, she stopped trying before she made the situation worse and she’d look more ridiculous. Crimson hair finally somewhat obeying, she managed to see who it was. A young man of some sorts, obviously not related to Dr. Hart. Slowly reaching up with a small hand, she gripped his as she watched him with almost uncertainty. “Am I breaking some sort of rule or something?” The girl had to wait on him to aid her in standing, otherwise even with her light weight, she might take him down with her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 9:10 pm
The young man chuckled, he pulled her up to her feet and grabbed her shoulders gently, keeping her steady. "Of course not, silly." Daniel smiled a little wider. "But my brother said that you weren't in the greatest condition before we left earlier. I brought you some tea and soup." He pointed towards the tray on the table with his head. "I didn't even expect you to be awake." Locks of cool brown color covered his left eye because of his head movement.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 9:18 pm
Color rushed to her cheeks and burned something furious, as she glanced at the food and back to the person. Who was this guy? Tilting her head at the young man, Veil watched as he carefully let go of her and left her to stand on her own two feet. It was a wobbly process and her muscles were screaming at her to return to the bed, but there was an issue that needed to be addressed.
“Dr. Hart.” Veil began, filing through the names she knew in her mind, and finding herself having trouble getting it out. Odd. “I need to see him. I have to make sure he is okay.” Words full of conviction, she knew that this young man could not possibly be ordered to take her anywhere, especially when she was so weak…and then a thought set in that…Veil had no idea what happened to him at all. Was he even still in the house?
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 10:53 am
Daniel took careful care of keeping at eye on her balance as he search his head for ways to get her to bed. He never been good at persuading people, he didn't have Adele's charms or money, neither could he duplicated Adriel's strange calming aura. He just had reason and truth on his side. Well, might aswell see what he can do with it.
A soft chuckle escaped him again. "Adriel is quiet alright, I am sure his persian will make sure he stays in bed at least until dinner." The young man smile. "Don't worry about him, he just needs rest and some food, much like yourself. If you feel lonely, I am sure Adriel will not mind leaving his pidgeot with you, he has a wondrous singing voice."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 7:50 pm
Happy to hear the one that had saved her was okay himself, she gave in to his want for her to rest. Veil sat on the bed against her will, but her body seemed to explain another story. Legs completely giving out as the young man helped her to the bed, Veil just watched him as he went about. He had a lot on his mind, she could tell by the way his eyes were swimming with thoughts as he moved his hands, helping the covers to fold over her small body. Letting him do this task of setting her back to bed, she shivered out the cold that had snuck into her body while on her ‘adventure’. Patting the edge of the bed, she signaled for him to sit.
“A Pokemon is nice, but if you don’t mind…human company is better.”
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:27 pm
Daniel smiled. "Alright, give me a second." The teenager went out of the room, coming back with the tray with the tea, soup and some bread. He put it on her nightstand before he took a seat on the bed.
"I don't know...I always perfer the company of pokemon...or my brother Adriel....neither of them talk a lot or tell you lies." He chuckled. "Well..to an extend, I am sure Adriel lies."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:36 pm
Veil nodded in agreement with him, realizing the boy's wisdom, as she lifted the cup of tea into her hands. The warmth spread through her fingers, and she smiled into the swirling loose leaves at the bottom of the brew. Resting her drink on her lap, Veil looked to him with a smile even in her eyes, fangs showing but not bared. “Fortunately for you I owe a dept to you all. I have an obligation to hide nothing from you…due to my own self set laws.” Reaching one hand back to cast over her ear a loose slip of hair, she let her warmed fingers linger there for a moment longer. “My name is Veil.”
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:49 pm
Daniel chuckled as he pulled back his cool brown bangs behind his ear. "That's nice to know." He tilted his head a bit. "Nice to meet you, Veil. I am Daniel." He bowed his head slightly before straighting up again. "Hmmm....I am photographer, and don't worry, I am not going to take a picture of you until you feel better or never if you don't want to. I ask permission whenever possible."
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:07 pm
A slight giggle escaped her lips as she shifted her hold on the cup and made the tea swirl gently. No bother to him that she had fangs. Extraordinary was normal here she gathered. “There’s no point in capturing just the formal moments alone…at least, not to me.” It was a hypocritical thing she spoke, being somewhat formal all the time herself, but to not have memories of the good, and the bad…was something that tipped the internal scales of the mind. Veil lifted the warmed cup to her lips and sipped the tea, the aroma lingering in the air. “It’s good.” She smiled into it, rather enjoying herself at that moment. So much to be thankful for she supposed.
“So then, you mean to say you wish to take a photo of me?” She titled her head and the hair she pushed behind her ear moments before slipped to perch on her shoulder. “Or do you just take as many pictures as you can?”
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:27 pm
A gentle nod came from his head. "I don't only capture perfect moments, I catch those that are filled with certain emotions, intimate, or blue." His brown eyes looked at her gently. "I would have to say yes to both questions. I enjoy taking pictures of people I meet and I take a picture whenever it is possible. To capture certain moments, motionless but at the same time full of life that that millisecond experience. That is a picture that I can be proud of."
"I do not wish to take your picture at the moment because is rude when you don't know the person to do such thing to them. I have no intent to be such person."
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