|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:06 pm
The clock hammered in the distance. 11 o'clock. It was late. He looked to the fire, which was still roaring. He sighed, and continued reading.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:09 pm
Moé laid there, almost in a cold sweat, and wailed silently.
M-My body... it hurts all over...
Her mind went back to perversity, and she felt a blush creep over her face.
N-No...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:30 pm
The fire died down about 45 minutes later. A small leather square came into his hand, placing it in the current page, he closed the book. Placing it onto the coffee table in front of the chair. He stood, his heels clicked on the floor as he walked to his room. Upon entering, he simply fell onto the bed.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:33 pm
The next morning, Moé still stayed in her bed, shivering, and scared. Dark circles appeared beneath her eyes, and she had to bite her tongue to keep herself awake.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:45 pm
Caleb slowly awoke. Getting off of the bed. His hand came out of his robe holding his pocket watch. Pressing the button, it opened, looking upon the time, 9:43. He walked out of the room. But, he did not detect his student being awake. He entered her room, and found her in a terrible sight of dismay. He walked closer to her. "...Is something wrong?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:48 pm
Moé wailed at hearing his voice.
"Sir, please... don't... come any closer...please..."
A prickly feeling ran through her entire body, and she was desperately resisting the urge to just yank him from where he was standing.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:52 pm
Caleb ignored her plea. He placed a hand on her shoulder. She was cold as dry ice. He withdrew his hand. "You are greatly ill." He responded.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:55 pm
Moé's bare shoulder turned deep red in response, and Moé had to use one of her hands to hold the other one down; she was at her limit.
"Please... Sir..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:01 pm
Caleb's right hand came out of the robe, holding a thermometer. He placed it into her mouth. "..Now, when the mercury stops, tell myself your current temperature, then I should be able to give yourself the right cure."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:04 pm
The mercury, oddly, stayed constant.
"Ah'm n-n... not shick," Moé said. "I..."
She really, really did not want to admit to it.
[[Can't blame her.]]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:09 pm
"Then what ails yourself?" Caleb asked. He pulled the thermometer out of her mouth, he wiped it on the robe and it disappeared.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:12 pm
Moé nearly began to sob.
"Please... no..."
All of her hairs were on end, as her instincts were telling her to either confess or reach out and swipe him from where he was standing.
"...No..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:17 pm
"Tell myself, what is ailing you." Caleb demanded, seeing her tears.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:18 pm
Moé shook her head.
"You'll hate me. I said something similar once, and you tried to completely ignore it and me..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 8:28 pm
"...I will try not to repeat what I did last to whatever this is." Caleb replied. "...Now, just tell myself."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
