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 Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:16 am
The second Martufe heard the bathroom door shut he wove his hands into his hair and gripped it rather hard. What on earth had come over him? He had just licked another constellation's arm for a taste of berry juice?! It truely had been far too long since he had hosted or even been in the extended company of others. What if joey had been a customer? He could have ruined the shops reputation...his own reputation...
He let out a slow groan and fell back into his chair, his hand reaching out to push the berry pastry away from his so he could clear his head and concentrate on not being a crazed addict. In fact... he needed to boycott berries. Yes! Until he could control himself he would swear of his vice and learn some stronger focus.
His hand was in a gentle fist, his resolve building when he heard the splattering and plashing water coming from the bathroom. Cringing slightly at the fact he would now have to clean the bathroom becuase of his foolishness, he stood up with a soft sigh.
"Perhaps now he will let me lend him some clothing...it sounds as if he will need it..."
Walking over to his second oldest brothers bed, he opened the carved wooden chest at the foot of it. His hands running over the leather shirts and pants and ribbed cotton undershirts. He pulled out a pale blue ribbed cotton shirt with high collar and and shoulder sleeves. he then pulled out a long layered leather tunic in a deep navy blue with silver hardware on the buckles and dragon etched into the leather by Martufe himself. His brother had loved this...and would probably want some use out of it. reaching in one more time, he pulled out a pair a white leather pants with metal studs around the bottom in the shape of an X. "I hope these fit..."
He walked over to the bathroom door and hesitantly knocked on the door. "um...I...I have some clothes for you to wear while yours dry...I heard the water and...Look...I'm terribly sorry Joey. I placed you in a terrible position and I'm I'm sorry. Swearing off berries in fact if that makes any difference at all... I assume not but...there it is."
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 1:12 pm
Joey jumped when he heard the knock on the door he didn't know what to do or say. Martufe's voice was unsteady and he panicked a bit not sure what to do and got up to quickly. He ended up slipping on her wet shirt he landed hard and awkwardly. He moved rather to quickly and didn't notice the sink above his head. With a somewhat loud thunk he hit the back of his head on the sink and passed out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 2:59 pm
Martufe stood silently by the door for those few seconds. Apology after apology running through his mind but he knew each additional sentence would just come out as some jumbled mess. All he wanted was to at least hear some acknowledgment that the poor constellation wasn't too afraid of him now to come out of the room or talk to him. However when the acknowledgment came it wasn't exactly what he had been hopping for. A slight scuffle or scurry quickly followed by a heavy thunk and then a slow slump.
Eyes wide, Martufe dropped the clothes in his hand and threw the door open to see a completely soaked, half naked, still berry covered and passed out Joey on his floor. "Oh you have got to be kidding me..." His eyes trailed over him as he told himself it was just to make sure he wasn't bleeding anywhere as he knelt beside him. No blood...Biting his lip and trying to avert his eyes from Joeys's bare chest, Martufe rubbed the back of the constellations head feeling the large bump and he winced. That was going to hurt later.
His nose twitched and his leg was shaking quickly as Martufe smelled the berry that still covered Joey. Still nibbling his bottom lip as if her were chewing a strip of leather, the constellation forced himself to stand and frowned as the sink had a chunk of ice in it. Running to the kitchen he grabbed a towel and the tea pot with the warm water. He would have to scrub that...b-berry off before he was able to do anything. He needed a clear...it did tastes rather good tho and - ...
Freezing where he stood Martufe groaned and held his head in his hand. No...NO. He needed a clear head and concentration to get Joey out of that bathroom and too a bed where he could rest. Taking a few deep breaths, Martufe walked back to the bathroom and used the warm water and towel to scrub off the frozen berry as he practically whimpered inside. He couldn't let himself crack though...not now...he had already done enough damage.
Once done, eyes still slightly averted, he looked from the pile of clean clothes sprawled on the floor to the wet clothes still on Joey. "He didn't even want me to see him in an undershirt what would he possibly do to me if he wakes up in a new outfit?" His voice sounded defeated...and he leaned against the door jam with a heavy sigh. "Well...I guess its either I let him get sick...or I deal with the consequences..." groaning, Martufe swallowed hard and then moved to grab another towel so he could dry Joey off as he changed him.
Blush migrating down to Martufe's shoulders he pushed up his sleeves. "This is simply a matter of duty...so he doesn't get get sick...appropriate for the moment..." he continued to ramble as he removed the rest of Joey's clothes, only half looking down until he managed to get to get him dry pants and underwear on. He went quickly from there, knowing the sooner he finished the sooner it was over and he could drink some tea to calm himself or something.
Joey completely clothed in his brothers attire, Martufe made sure that all of his wet clothes were hanging up to dry before he picked the constellation up with a grunt and carried him over to his brother's bed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 3:50 pm
Joey groaned slightly in the bed as arm sluggishly moved it his head. It was almost rejecting the notion that it could move that high dropping a few times. He wasn't focusing well and didn't know where he was. For a moment he felt that he was in the past the clothing gave him that feeling. He laughed with his eyes closed mummbling to himself "Lalita I swear I didn't call that boarish woman anything out of her name she just can't take rejection. I said it clearly I don't like women" his voice was soft as if he were speaking to somebody he cared for deeply. His words began to drift off as his arm fell to the bed, he was clearly speaking to somebody else in the past.
Joey groaned once more this one sounded like he was slighty in pain blinking as his arms felt lighter. They felt like a lighter stone as he moved around the bed slightly. He winced as he slowly moved his arm to his head "oh...what...where..." he couldn't form a sentence and his vision was blurry but it didn't seem foriegn to him
He touched his body slightly and it finally clicked that these weren't his clothes. Joey almost had a feminie body and it was hard to find things to fit his body. The clothes were a bit loose on him and he then he knew this wasn't the old home. His face turned completely read as he shot up. It didn't take long for him to fall back down again his head hurting more than it did before. He just pulled the blanket around him and wished he would just die.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 1:27 pm
Martufe had sat and watched Joey, his eyes face wracked with worry and head resting on his clasped and fisted hands. His leg had been shaking as he waited despite how much he tried to hold it down or still. Simply not ready to have catastrophe after catastrophe for his first real interaction with anyone but a customer in months, Martufe was losing hope for himself as a productive member of society.
Having gotten up and wore the floor pacing, Martufe had gone back to the kitchen to make more tea. At least he could try and do something more productive while his rather unlucky to be stuck here guest was out for the count. It was as he began walking back to the side of the bed with two cups of tea when he heard the somewhat...different...voice speak from the bed. It was confident... and the easy mumbled laughter was...well certainly not from the constellation he'd just been attending. Eyes wide, his cheeks flushed as Joey said he clearly didn't like women. Oh...well...good to know he guessed.
Lying there like that...he couldn't help but see Joey as...part of his family. How he became apart of that family was odd...was he another brother...something else? Was there something else to Martufe? But somewhere in Joey there was this other person under that sweet and shy exterior. Someone that certainly looked like the clothes he now donned were a good match and that...well leather on anyone got Martufe's attention. He could see Joey wielding one of his brother's blades...or ...well that wasn't important. What was important was that he was now staring at his friend with a slightly vacant expression. Daydreams were for private time, and the spirits knew he'd more than enough of that.
As Joey stirred and sat up, his familiar voice back once more, Martufe walked over to his side and sat next to the bed rather nervous at what to say. He had just changed Joey and surely the constellation was rather upset. He winced inwardly as Joey fell back to the bed in what looked like frustration and pulled the blanket about himself. "I made you some more tea...um..something to help with your headache and the chill. You're not too cold are or chilled are you? I'm...I'm not sure what chilled would be for you and well I was worried." He tried to keep the conversation away from the clothing and offered the tea.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 8:08 pm
Joey slowly pulled the blanket down realizing he was being ridiculous. His arms still felt rather heavy a blow to the head would make him a little sluggish. He kind of felt like himself the clothes made him feel this way. But feeling like himself brought a heavy weight with it. Joey lost something important to himself the day he actually became Joey. It was a sad day and now though he fights it there was nothing he could do.
Joey turned to Martufe and try to speak but his throat was sore for some reason. He didn't feel chilled it was the opposite he felt warmer than usual. His control over frost had nothing to do with his body temperature. It was actually all psychological, Joey was cold on the inside so his body reflected it. He tried once more to answer Martufe's question but instead coughed slightly.
Normally one would get sick from being around all this cold and it would seem Joey was turning normal. He didn't realize it yet but there was something in Martufe that warmed Joey. He coughed once more and wheezed slightly. Joey was coming down with a fever adjusting to what is considered normal body temperature is difficult. Especially if you were sitting in icy cold wet clothing then hit your head.
Joey's body was feeling lighter before he felt the fever strike him. He tried to sit up he wasn't coughing at all he was just over heating. "I...." he paused panting he was really sweating now. Only thought running through his head is how did I deal with this heat before. "I.. should...go" panting between words as he was trying to rock himself out of the bed like a turtle.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 3:52 pm
As the tea remained in his hand Martufe felt rather foolish for even having made it. He was just so used to the tea calming everyone else in his family that it seemed natural. Orillian...it didn't matter what was wrong. You wanted something. Tea. You hated something. Tea. Sick. Tea. Angry. Tea. Crying. Tea...so... Tea was supposed to be the answer to everything. Deep down inside he knew that it wasn't an answer. That it was simply a way to make them feel as it it was. That something was better just because of the steaming cup in their hand. Well nothing was better. In fact it was getting worse. Maybe it only worked if it was Orillian handing out the cup.
Setting the cups down on the bedside table, Martufe blinked a few times as he realized that Joey was indeed trying to talk to him but rather unable to do so. Sweat was rolling down his forehead and Martufe could only describe what he was seeing as some form of defrosting. Eye's wide, he stood there frozen for a moment before he reached out to put a hand to Joey's chest and forehead pushing him into the bed. "Forgive me Joey but you're burning up...f-for you I mean your...d-defrosting? I...you are staying right here. Now...don't move...please?"
Rushing over to the sink, he got a towel damp with warm water to cool the fever and another blanket to throw over Joey. Returning he threw the blanket lightly over the constellation and them set the cloth on his forehead. "Is that any better?'
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 4:38 pm
Joey was to weak now to protest against Martufe he could only laugh. Not thinking that it was exactly what he was going through. His laugh was a little high for him Joey didn't have a really deep voice but his laugh was far to deep for this laugh. Joey always knew that there was something wrong with him just because he had a certain control of an element didn't necessarily turn them into it. Kaantaa had some what control over darkness and she was no shadow, Sundarii could control water but he didn't need to be carried around in a bucket. Joey knew he had hardened his heart.
Though all he could remember is how he died and not much of his past. He knew he was a knight to a priestess and her lover who was a bard. He couldn't understand why nothing else came to him. It was making sense rather to quickly something in his mind would have to give. Sadly it would be the present that would give before they could merge to become one.
Joey's body was melting literally melting the blanket only helped to speed the process along. Joey pushed Martufe's hand away he forced himself to push past the pain. He groaned and pushed himself out of the bed it looked like he was heading for the door but it was really the bathroom. His body was shrinking going from five foot five to five foot three. His hair grew some and he seemed to have softer features. Joey could easily past for somebody in their preteens but his age was really sixteen.
Joey couldn't even make it to the door before he pasted out. His body was smaller in frame fitting for a growing boy that was on the feminine side. Joey had collapsed not more than a few feet from the bed if Martufe even let him get that far. It was like somebody turned a cold shower on him. Even though it looked like he was over heating it was simply his body turning to the natural state it was suppose to be. Joey rebirth left him i a rather frozen state.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:08 pm
Martufe quirked his brows at the laugh. That certainly wasn't the type of answer he'd been a expecting. Even a curse might have seemed more appropriate than laughter. Especially laughter that sounded as if it was coming from another body.
Swallowing hard, Martufe did his best to keep Joey in the bed but it wasn't enough. Somehow the constellation's small frame manged to squirm away from him and dart off the bed, Martufe tripping on the strewn blankets as he lunged to stop him. Eye's locked on Joey he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The constellation was morphing right before his eyes and...falling.
Sliding to his knees, Martufe managed to get under Joey before he hit the ground and grunted softly as he caught the constellation who seemed so much lighter than before. people just...didn't lose weight like this...or...grow hair...or...he blushed lightly. His hand reached up to brush the longer locks from Joey face and he saw the fair features that looked so much younger. "Joey...Joey? Oh for the love of chamomile your soaked through again. What do I need to Joey...Joey what will help you?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:39 pm
Joey could mumbled and groaned as he could barely understand Martufe. He heard the sounds of Martufe's word but they didn't sink in until a while later. He groaned once more the hair stopped growing reaching the middle of his back. Joey was no longer frozen in time the faced he put on was broken. "Stop...Stop" he gasped and passed his body was sensitive and tender. His really body had been encased in ice so his flesh is like new.
His ear twitched a slight flush to his face "stop yelling, I am just thawing out" it took a while for him to say. Though Martufe wasn't loud his head just hurts from earlier. "My head is killing me" his voice was gently like always but it was softer and felt much warmer than before. Joey's arm was heavy and took him a while to move it to his head. He sighed "why am...why am I wet" he groaned "ugh I need a shower and some water." Joey almost felt like a completely different person but the exact same. He tried to move but very good at it he finally realizing who's arms he was in. Gasping "who..who" he rubbed his head his memories were trying to piece everything together and fainted again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 5:52 pm
Martufe was breathing hard, his heart working overtime as he worried over his guest. His own clothes beginning to get wet from Joey's he shivered lightly as the constellation in his arms began to speak once more, but...again it was different. More like the voice from his dream but...still the one he remembered. What in the world was going on?
"I...who am I or who are you? I...Joey your not making much sense. Thawing isn't normally something people do and...your wet because...I guess because you were thawing?" He bit his lip his voice soft this time as he realized his loud worried rambling must have been hurting his ears or head.
With a soft grunt he stood up supporting Joey. "If a shower is what you want I can...take you to the bathroom but...really you should be in bed resting."
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 8:28 pm
Joey head was buzzing and killing him right now and sadly wasn't consequence. There was no way for his to answer Martufe question. Very important questions the shower would have to wait. For a little while later. Joey's past and present were forcing together and with a headache it is very painfully. Which was evident on his face and the small groan he made while he laid there in Martufe's arms.
Joey gasped as his eyes open shooting up nearly hitting Martufe only for him to fall back down. He would need a few moments to collect his thoughts they were all coming in so very quickly. Joey would go through another personality change some of it from the man Martufe first met some from the man who was laying there half conscious. However most of it would be from a new person that Martufe would be shocked to met. The wants of the original Joey would still be in him and very much apart of him. However, the morals of these two are something to argue.
Joey rubbed his hand against his face as his vision was so blurry there was no more thawing. Though the close that fit slightly loose on him are not to large. Joey as a youth always had been mistaken for a girl which is why he cut his hair. This just brought out another type of people but it was nothing he couldn't handle. His fluffy ears went back as he tried to make out the figure above him.
Martufe was slowly coming into view he placed his hand against Martufe's cheek he winced slightly his head was still killing him and things were slightly fuzzy up there. His hand was so much smaller in comparison of before his thumb ran against Martufe's bottom lip. "Martufe why...why... why do you looks so worried.. I am..am...am" his voice was soft a little more fitting of his appearance than age, though it was a little hoarse he winced once more. Completing a sentence was difficult for him sadly. Taking a deep breathe closing his eyes the lights were killing him so he kept them closed. "I am alright really I just need a shower and some water hun" his breathing was slightly heavy as he swallowed heavy in his dry throat.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 10:22 pm
Martufe was beyond himself. Joey was simply in his arms groaning in pain and looking through him as if he wasn't there. Blurry. What had happened!? Almost falling backward as Joey nearly hit him he tried to calm his heart that was hammering in his chest. he had really done it this time...his addiction to berries had hurt someone and possibly done drastic damage. There would be no forgiving himself now.
Martufe then held his breath as Joey reached up to run his thumb over his bottom lip. Gulping hard at the look from the constellation and the feeling of his soft hand, he kept a small flashback of Joey's bare body from comming back into his mind and shut his eyes tightly as if that would help. "Shower...water...hun?" Did he just call him hun? Blushing deeply his eyes opened in slight confusion as he picked him up again and headed into the bathroom, setting joey softly in the tub. 'Um..I...I'll go get you water."
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 11:33 pm
Joey left out a small laugh almost a giggle as Martufe was unable to form a sentence. Joey felt himself being lifted and automatically wrapped his arms around Martufe's neck. Joey was warm not in a sense that he is ill but in a normal way. Though he hasn't opened his eyes yet if he knew the face Martufe was making it would be very entertaining for him. Joey realised his arms as he was placed in the tub.
He took a deep breathe and slowly opened his eyes to turn the water on. Joey's eyes were only half open and his headache wasn't so bad but it was still annoying him. He turned the water on warm he felt a chill form all the wet clothes he had on. Slowly Joey took his clothes a slight blush his body was so sensitive. The last time he was this sensitive it was because of an entirely different matter. He giggled at these thought and looked for something would a good scent to put into the water.
Joey knows it is rude to go through a person's things but a bath is incomplete if there is no scent. He found a few things and took the one that had a faint smell of Martufe. Put some in his bath and got in putting his arms up on the side and sliding back. The water was nice and hot which was tough on his body but he would deal. He rested his head on the tube the hair floating on the water. He kicked his foot up slightly then rested his eyes with a sigh of relief.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 11:52 pm
Martufe had scrambled out of the bathroom and was leaning over his sink, both hands on the counter as he tried to pull himself together. This was certainly not what he had had in mind when he hopped for some company. He was no where ready for anything that Joey was bringing up and the fact that Joey kept changing so much was throwing him off. Especially the fact that each change still left him reminiscent of the other.
Letting the water run, he waited for it to get room temp, not wanting to give Joey chilled water just now. Taking a few deep breaths he walked back to the bathroom and knocked on the wall seeing as the door was still wide open. His nose caught the scent...his bath salt and he blushed even more sidling into the room with his eyes closed to set the water o the floor near the tub. "Um water...here...towel bottom cabinet."
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