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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 5:55 pm
Tiegan seemed to come around as air started to re-circulate around her body. She sat up, flustered, embarrassed, only to get the sight of needles in a first aid kit.
She nearly was out like a light again. Nearly. Tiegan hated them.
"All done?" She tried to talk. Talking was working! Tiegan noticed that the cat had fled. The cat was clearly intelligent...
"I was just relaxing. To make it easier." She muttered. Avoided Mik's eyes. If he teased her or made a comment...
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:01 pm
"All done," Stefan confirmed with a nod as he safely disposed of things that needed to be, and put the rest away. Opening the fridge, he fished out a can of coca-cola and held it out to her. "Here, you'll feel better."
"Right," the angel muttered. He probably wouldn't have said anything if she hadn't.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:06 pm
The needles were away and magically the color had returned to Tiegan's face. She smiled weakly and took the drink. "Ah, thanks." Tiegan held up the arm to inspect it. It was good stitches but it reminded her of a spider trapped under the skin, legs wrapped around...
Luckily she wasn't afraid of spiders so she just shrugged. "It looks good."
Tiegan glanced at the clock. Was it too late? She'd go soon. They'd probably have to go to bed. But she may as well finish the drink.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:18 pm
"Just be careful not to pick at it, don't get it wet for a few days, and don't go swimming," he advised, leaning back against the other counter. He didn't seem bothered by the hour, or in a hurry to get her out. "They'll need to come out in a couple of weeks. You can come back then if you want, or get someone else to do it."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:22 pm
"I'll try to keep it dry." Tiegan agreed. She'd try. Bit difficult when she planned on staying in the woods from now on between school...
She glanced out the window. Weather was dry at the moment. Maybe wet in the morning but by then, she'd hopefully have somewhere dry to sleep, a good shelter.
"I'll see. I don't know where I'll be in a couple of weeks." Tiegan muttered the last part. She really didn't. Was she going to be at home, or in the woods still, or what? "Is it difficult to take them out?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:36 pm
"Well, you can't just yank them out," he answered cautiously. "It's better to have someone who's done it before." He did have to wonder just where she'd be, with a statement like that, but it wasn't any of his business.
"Are you hungry?" Stefan asked. Something to eat might help her feel better, too.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:41 pm
"Ah, okay." Tiegan answered, gazing down at the stitches again. Maybe she could find something online about it. Every kind of instruction could be found online.
Tiegan blinked. Hungry? She was hungry. That sandwich was long gone and vanished by now. Her stomach was now eating her. "Ah... maybe just a little hungry." She admitted. Tiegan realized she was still sitting on their bench and jumped down, sitting at the table instead. "Not much though. It can wait."
Somehow she wans't bothered by Mik's quietness. In fact, compared to her mum, it was kind of peaceful, Tiegan's ears weren't ringing.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:54 pm
"Up to you," he answered, reopening the fridge to see what was lurking inside. They usually had a decent stock of non-suspicious food, now that they lived on Gaia and Mik could actually be in charge of going to the store. Stefan wasn't terribly reliable about it, and tended to let things like milk go. "There's lunchmeat, pancakes..." He assumed she wouldn't want leftovers. "Probably some ice cream?"
Mik was comfortably quiet, now that he wasn't responsible for keeping up some kind of conversation. It was a little weird to have someone over, though. He'd never had a guest before. Just what were you supposed to do, anyway?
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 7:00 pm
"Icecream sounds really good." Tiegan agreed.
She glanced to Mik and was tempted to poke him. Just a poke.
But icecream sounded good too. He might throw her out of the building before icecream if she poked him.
Tiegan rested on her arm a bit on the table, yawning, concealing it in her arm. Then she took a larger drink of the coke so that the caffine would work a bit faster.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 12:24 pm
Stefan switched over to check the freezer. He pulled out a container of ice cream and opened it to have a look inside, then decided it was too freezer-burned for consumption. The second try yielded fresher results. "Chocolate okay? You want any, Mik?"
"No thanks," the angel answered.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 2:36 pm
"I like chocolate." Tiegan agreed to that, sitting up, making her body snap awake better. Caffinee would start to work soon. Tiegan stretched a bit with her legs.
"You don't like icecream?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:04 pm
"I do," he replied with a shrug, "I'm just not hungry." He was fine with the sandwich he'd had earlier, and wasn't in the mood for ice cream.
Soon enough, Stefan had served up some ice cream, and set it on the table in front of Tiegan. With a bit of a gap in conversation, he decided to ask, "So how'd you end up hurt, anyway?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:14 pm
"I heard boys were always hungry." It wasn't really a question, just a comment, something Tiegan had heard once. She had grown up without any of them so she wasn't sure if it was true or not. But it seemed not.
She started to mix it, letting air get in, so it'd melt a bit first. Tiegan liked it a bit melted. She glanced at Mik just a second before, "I ...got a bit stuck somewhere. Door wouldn't open. So after other things didn't work, I tried the only knife I had. It didn't work so well. I know it's the wrong type... but my others were at home."
She left out Mik's part in it, he could tell that part if he felt like it. Which Tiegan doubted he would.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 5:32 pm
"Not really." Not that he wasn't really hungry sometimes, but he wasn't always hungry. "It's...kind of a teenager thing, I think. When they're growing and all." As he was Fa'e, however, he didn't grow that way, so he'd never been subject to it.
Stefan schooled his expression while Tiegan explained what had happened. He had to admit, that was pretty stupid, but it wasn't his place to tell her. If Mik had done it, yes, but that was not the case. He did raise his eyebrow, though. "Knife wounds don't usually bruise like that."
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 2:56 am
Tiegan went a bit pink and shifted so that she was eating with the other hand. "Ah... yeah... well." Well. So what was she supposed to say? She told someone he wasn't a god so he decided he'd prove it? Tiegan shrugged. She still didn't believe he was a God. "That was my fault too. Must not stab fragile egos."
She started to eat, slowly. Something to talk about. Something other than this. "Icecream's cold."
Tiegan's mind had gone blank.
Maybe she'd go soon. Before they asked questions.
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