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 Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:59 pm
"You are wrong there...you matter to me just as much as she does." Rae smiled very sadly. "I'm not half as motherly as I should be after all."
She pulled her EMT out of her claudical space and then found the special surgical thread that dissolved in wounds and her needle kit, before she moved to turn on Samantha's lamp and pointed it towards the side of John's head. She was almost glad that his hair hadn't grown back yet... it made stitching his head back up very easy.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:35 pm
John sat there quietly, letting her do her thing to his head. If he felt any pain, he did not show it - his only movement was his thumb rubbing against Sam's hand, his blood now dried on the back of her hand but his thumb just moving in slow, gentle circles...
"You are a good mother, Hono'o." He said finally, still looking straight ahead, his red eyes seeming very tired. "I've seen it. The look in your eyes. You're just more realistic then most parents. You trust your kids more. Doesn't mean you don't worry. Doesn't mean you don't drop everything to be by their side if they need you. Thats worth more then a tray of cookies or driving them to soccer practise."
His eyes swivelled up to hers. "They appreciate you. thats more then some kids do theses days."
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:52 pm
She shrugged again. "They don't have much in the way of choices, after all, their father doesn't want anything to do with any of us."
Raven knelt on the floor beside John resting her head against his shoulder before she reached into her claudical space and pulled out a lead box with a look of disdain before she put the box in John's lap. "You're sure she didn't read a cursed book? When she recovers I could use this as an excuse to make her socialize more instead of spending all her time in the library." sweatdrop It was a bit of a joke, but unless Rae found something to be amused or at least snarky about, she was likely going to cry...
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 12:51 am
"I'm gonna tru my hardest to fill that gap, Hono'o...i promise you that." He said, finally relaxing a little once she was done, wrapping his steel arm around her protectively to stroke her hair softly....she would be going through hell right now, and as much as he wished he could solve it all for her, he barely had the energy to stand anymore...
"No, but if you promise to take some cooking classes i'll promise to drag her out of the house more..." He said, chuckling weakly at his dumb joke in turn, before looking down at the box she deposited in his lap. "Whats this?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 2:00 am
Rae snorted. "How about a couples cooking class instead? I have rarely seen Sam anyplace that didn't involve her research, so just remember that she is not as easily amused as I am" Having him along for a cooking class would mean that they both learned something other than camp food and this way she wouldn't have to wash stuff.. she could just show off her ability with a knife xd
She took a deep breath and let it out as she looked to the box again. "The largest of the collars I could find.. it will fit you, although I don't think it will be a comfortable fit without any alterations, apparently we only confiscated half a dozen and most of those were for smaller necks." She couldn't help but to touch her own neck at the thought. "But you were going to try and alter it anyhow, so perhaps that will make it a better fit."
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 2:15 am
((not that i'm complaining, but isn't it past your bedtime?))
John couldn't help but chuckle at that - a couples cooking class? The place wouldn't survive the first lesson - John and Hono'o would destroy the place after making it all a competion! "I like the sound of that...and thats good...i like a challenge..."
Ah. So this was the collar. Seeing as his arms were full at the moment, he decided not to open the case, instead wriggling his hips a little so it was off his lap. "We'll deal with that later...did you have any trouble getting it?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 12:46 pm
"No, I'm getting better at shorting out security systems... at least temporarily, it was harder finding out where they had it stored than actually getting my hands on it." She frowned at that thought again, the temptation to tell Jay or Night to update their security was so high that she really worried if they would wonder how she knew that their internal security was lower than it needed to be.. after all, she was supposed to be one of the good guys, so how would she know such a thing? xp
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:11 pm
"thats sounded a bit easy...maybe you should let them know about their openings once we're finished with the collar...maybe you can charge them a safety fee or something..."
Wasn't there a movie he saw once where some guys made a living out of breaking peoples security defences and teaching them how to make them better? In any case, the loss of blood was beginning to make him sleepy...
"I'm just gonna have a nap, honey..." He whispered softly. "....wake me if she wakes up..."
Then his head slowly lolled forward as he began to fall into a deep slumber...
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:22 pm
"Relax love, just relax..." She leaned her head against him but as he drifted away she fished her beeper back out and checked the new message, sending a single word back.
Munin was lost in what to her was a true nightmare, the one eyed man laughing, falling, her spirit broken badly enough that her wings could not help her, and a chids voice screaming to know what was going on....
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:57 pm
HonoRaven " Relax love, just relax..." She leaned her head against him but as he drifted away she fished her beeper back out and checked the new message, sending a single word back. Munin was lost in what to her was a true nightmare, the one eyed man laughing, falling, her spirit broken badly enough that her wings could not help her, and a chids voice screaming to know what was going on.... As the girl slept, John's hand remained on hers, his thumb moving on her hand reassuringly until he himself fell into a deep sleep... And through the tumbling, Munin would feel strong hands grip her and lift her up, as strong as thunder and as bright as lightening. Lips would press against her forehead, the God of Life giving Rain sending health and fortitude to her as they rose together to the surface. "Live little Raven...you must bear witness to the end of times..." The thunderous voice rumbled to her...
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 11:50 am
**Entering from Raven Industries**
Sparks of lightning flashed about as the fabric of time and space warped and twisted. A runic circle, ten feet in diameter, appeared on the ground, flashing an electric blue. It would take only a few moments for something to appear in the center of it.
More like someone, in fact.
A blinding flash to anyone nearby would result in the appearance of a man in a black trench coat. In fact, black was just about on everything he wore- shoes, slacks, silk shirt, gloves. His purple eyes blinked for a moment, adjusting to the sudden change in surroundings. Where did they end up exactly?
He took a better look around as he observed the area. No telltale signs of their immediate location, but this was Lament, sure enough. They'd ended up in the middle of a street. Evan stepped out of the circle and jogged toward the sidewalk, hoping that he wasn't too late. The spell winked out of existance as soon as he left its area.
There was a way to find out where exactly Hono'o was, but he hadn't used it in a while. Might as well give it a shot.
His eyes narrowed in focus as he made an attempt to scan for the redhead's last known location. No telepathy required, it was a search for a specific energy signature. The Raven taught him this one, and now he had it down enough that he could do it on his own, without assistance.
After a few moments, he nodded and headed straight for her. Anything that involved Samantha was not a waste of their time.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 7:24 pm
The place that held Hono's aura was a simple condo on the end of a long line of houses, with an attached front garage and a little flower bed out front.. the main difference was that there was a very high tech electronic lock on the front door.
In her dream Munin would have glared at the big god that was trying to lift her out of her own confused tormented nightmare. "I will outlive you, as I have outlived my creator.. or at least I think I outlived him... no he can't be!" The confusion was too much... he had managed to pull her up, almost out... but her confusion allowed her to slip away from him again as she chased the thought of the One eyed man still being around to laugh at her...
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 7:51 pm
He reached his destination within a few minutes, but refrained from knocking on the door. Something... stopped him. He lowered his right hand and scanned through the door, searching the house for...
His eyes widened. What was he doing here?
Evan shook his head and took out his phone, entering in a message for Hono's beeper. He wouldn't get farther than three words before putting the thing away and waiting with his hands behind his back.
Open the door.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 8:02 pm
Raven slipped out of John's grasp and padded down the hall past her kitchen and dining room so she could open the front door. "Evan.."
There was blood on her hands, and her voice was very tired but otherwise she gave nothing away in that one word.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 8:03 pm
Johns brow furrowed in his sleep, his grip on the girls hand tightening...
...As within the thunder reached for the Raven once more. "Fly Raven...outlive us all...." It seemed to plead...
Before vanishing like most in the rising sun...
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