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Gypsy blinked her eyes open and looked around herself, giving a soft sigh when she remembered where she was. She started to sit up but froze when she saw Edmond and realized she wasn't wearing anything under the sheet then remembered how shy he'd been when she'd just taken off her sheer wrap before. So she simply put an arm around herself to keep the sheet in place before she finished sitting up with a grimace.

She raised her other hand to finger her cheekbone and mentally assessed her other hurts, finally deciding for herself that it wasn't too bad, all things considered.

She looked up at him and noted the look on his face, making her give another soft sigh as she looked away from him, "Tiamat's got nothing to do with it. None of the gods do. It is what it is," she shook her head over that, silently glad for the Were's ability to apply pain-numbing ointments to cuts as she finally lowered her hand from her cheekbone.

She glanced back at him again and made a bit of a face at him, "What did you expect? I told you I was a mercenary. I killed alot of people in a century of it. Apparently some of the survivors and descendants want a little payback for it," she said softly, noting that her voice was just a bit hoarse now.

She fingered the cheekbone a bit more then tongued the inside of her mouth where she'd apparently bitten it at some point, "At least they're not as bad as my father was," she said in a slightly lighter tone as she used her fingers to brush her hair back a bit and tested her scalp for any tenderness from having her hair pulled, "That b*****d knew how to hit. This one was a pansy in comparison. Nothing I can't handle," she added, doing her best to seem, at the very least, mentally stronger than she appeared.

Admittedly, she hurt like hell. But she knew she'd heal fairly quickly. She always had.

She knew a feed would help her heal even faster but she didn't know how likely it would be that she'd get what she needed for it. She was guessing the bare minimum to keep her alive. Which would about once a month from what she'd found out through trial and error in the past.

At least she'd survived this one. And would very likely survive even more.

By pulling the pain into himself, Allistair would realize that Hal and Dev had both underestimated how hurt he'd been. Though it wasn't any fault of Dev's. He'd only reported what the healer had told him. But what Allistair did left Hal gasping softly at the relief of the pain he'd been in.

He knew who had done it, though, and raised his hands to gently move his fingers through Allistair's hair soothingly, giving a small smile as he looked down at him, "Please, Master... don't feel bad about this... It was just bad luck that the guard was simply looking for someone to take his frustrations out on and asked for a massage instead of what he needed. If he'd done so, I would have sent the appropriate slave in to him instead. We have a few here who enjoy pain besides Dev. I'll be alright. I'm just sorry that I can't take care of you better right now," he said softly.

He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as his fingers continued to move slowly through that soft beautiful hair then down Allistair's back over and over, taking comfort in the comforting movements he was giving.

In this moment, he didn't care if falling in love with his master would be a bad thing in the end or not. He didn't want to give up feeling like this. He was in his early twenties now, he guessed. Which meant that he wouldn't have long to worry about how this would turn out. He had a human's lifespan and Allistair would move on when Hal got older. But he was fine with that. Though it meant making sure that Allistair and Dev formed a tight bond to see Allistair through it.

Once that decision was made, Hal felt something in his heart relax, suddenly allowing Allistair to feel how much he'd fallen in love with him through the bond that Hal had no idea even existed.

Allistair
Allistair kissed Hal's chest. "I won't let anyone do that to you again, though," he said. "And I know what you're thinking. I will never move on from you, Hal. I don't care how old you get. You're the only one who has ever managed to make me feel this way. And the truth is that no one else ever can now." His fingers stroked his mark over Hal's heart. "It's a curse that was placed on me by an angry witch. I can only love once. If I lose you, I'll never be able to experience it again. But there's more to it than that. All of the other emotions I feel during my time with you will be lost as well. If I lose you, I'll become numb." He sat up and stared into Hal's eyes. "Hal, if I could share my healing and eternal youth with you, would you allow me to do it? It would require me to give you part of my soul and take part of yours. We'd be bonded forever, and you would no longer age."

Allistair
Allistair kissed Hal's lips. "I don't care if I get in trouble," he said. "They can't stop me from doing what I'm about to do." He kissed Hal again, and a strange darkness began to flow around them. The darkness started to flow into Hal, while something started to flow from Hal to Allistair. After a moment, Allistair broke the kiss and touched Hal's cheek. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were almost there. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to slip into Hal's mind and then back. He smiled. "Do you feel it, my love? Do you feel our bond?"

Allistair
Allistair touched his mark on Hal's heart again. "Now you know why I can never live without you," he said. "If you die, I become numb and forget what it feels like to love you. I never want to lose that." He closed his eyes and smiled as he saw what was going through Hal's mind. "Truthfully, nothing will really change for Dev. I can still cause him the pain he loves without sex being involved. And as long as he gets his pain, he should be happy." He laughed a bit as Hal's thoughts jumped again and again. "Your mind never stops, does it?" He returned the wonderful kiss and then pulled back with a grin. "Are you certain you're feeling well enough for more?"

Edmond frowned when Gypsy informed him that she hasn't been fed. He was about to get some food for her when she threw her sheet aside and stood up. He looked embarrassed, but he couldn't help admiring how exotic she was. He turned his gaze away politely until she got dressed.When she was done, he turned his gaze to her once again.

He raised his eyebrow when she mentioned blood. He wasn't sure if there was any on the main room, but he stepped aside to let her pass. He sat on her bed. If there wasn't blood on the main room, which was likely, he would let her have some of his own...

Hal was more than eager to move on to more pleasant things to do and became determined to show Allistair, his master, how much he truly loved him.

So the two of them became very distracted and Hal didn't notice it when Dev moved back down the hallway to the main room to pass the gag over to Lily with a teasing grin and a wink.


Dev instantly noticed Morrigan's interest and moved over to help out a bit as he got himself another ice pack for his jaw. One thing he did have to admit about the idiot guard was that he certainly could hit. A few rounds with that one and Gypsy would have been worse than bruised.

"That there is Gypsy Blade, my dear Miss Morrigan. Former mercenary and deadly killer, now just another pleasure slave for the Re. I'm sorry to say it but she's off the schedule until the bruising goes down. Nothing to worry about, just a few bruised egos that are trying for a bit of redemption from getting their asses kicked, I'd imagine," he teased a bit to take the attention from the beautiful half-breed and give her a chance to get with the program.

Of course, he teased Morrigan every chance he got. He simply couldn't help himself. She was too adorable for him not to. Besides, he'd have to get a bit of attention somewhere now...

"Are you sure you won't take me up, Miss Morrigan? I'll even go pure vanilla for you," he teased with a soft purr, offering her straight sex with no pain involved on his part. It was something he rarely offered.

Gypsy, by now, had finally picked up a second plum and had a glass of warmed blood poured for her. She wasn't given much, though. But maybe it would be enough to help with the soreness from her last 'client'...

As she tilted her head back to drink it down, she fully revealed herself to Morrigan. Colorful bruising over one side of her face, hand prints around her throat, more bruising over her ribs, hips and thighs. With her gold-kissed skin, she bruised easier. But her mixed blood allowed her to take injury easier as well and heal a bit faster. It also made her very beautiful; appearing almost delicate but moving with the deadly grace of a trained killer.

She finished off the glass and finally turned her clear green eyes to Dev then looked down, wondering how to thank him for helping her out after her first 'client' had left. She raised one hand to finger the small cut over her cheekbone and spoke in her slightly hoarse but still musically beautiful voice, "You're good with applying ointments, tiger... Thanks," she said softly then glanced up at Morrigan, not sure what to say.

Thankfully, Dev took in the signs with a grin and moved to raise Gypsy's chin with a finger so he could check on the small cut, giving a small nod when he watched it slowly heal up a bit more thanks to the blood she'd just finished taking down, "It's no problem. Miss Morrigan here can tell you that I'm good with the ointments because I have to be. I'm impertinent, impulsive, and very into pain. What you've got going on right now would have me in ecstasy right now," he told her simply then looked at Morrigan as he considered the situation.

"She's got someone in her room... Mine is occupied as well... There are a few spares down the other hallway... But be careful, one of them is the Cat Room and we're not finished setting it up yet," he told Morrigan simply, trying to be helpful.

Of course, it might just do Gypsy's visitor a bit of good to see her working a bit. If he actually had feelings for the hybrid, which Dev doubted, he'd learn that he'd have to act on it soon.

Dev had good reason to doubt Ed's possible feelings for Gypsy. After all, he'd just learned that he wouldn't be getting any after a long line of that. But he could handle it, as long as Allistair didn't mind him going to others for his other needs...