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 Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 5:04 pm
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 Urania bolted up from the light sleep she slipped into to find Vincent in a bad state. The same state she'd originally found him in. A dark curse was sent skyward as she shuffled closer and pressing her hand gently against his chest. She pressed her lips against the gash on his forehead, pulling him closer to her. She hummed softly, pressing his hand back over her heart to give him something to focus on. "It's alright, love. I'm here... We'll be fine..." She rubbed circles on his chest, taking deep breaths to calm them down. She pressed her lips to the wound again, feeling the ripped thread beneath her touch. She bit her lip, letting herself bleed into the wound to kick start healing. There was a bit of hesitance before she let her forked tongue clean away the now slowing flow. She hummed louder as she felt him tense again. "Shh... I'm here... You're safe.... It will be okay..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 5:18 pm
 Vincent flinched a little as she placed her lips to his head. His entire body hurt again, and he groaned softly in pain. The God could feel her heart beat, and though it relaxed him emotionally, his physical state was worsening by the second. It felt as if iron fists were pummeling his rib cage, and he doubled over, coughing up blood. The Gods never intended for him to find happiness, and his father was definitely making that clear. Vincent groaned louder, coughing more. He sat up, and looked at her, with his piercing blue eyes. He wanted to be happy, even if it killed him. Vincent then took in a shaky breath, and sighed. "W-Would you like to go some where?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 5:30 pm
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Sharp icy eyes glared into the space above his head, an unusual smile plastered on her lips. He was hiding s**t from her. She would find out. She pulled herself up and brought him close to her again. She pressed her lips against his forehead again, missing the wound entirely, and stood up, ruffling her puffed up hair. With a shrug of her shoulders and a non committal gesture with her hands, she strode over to a mirrors and starts tying her hair up again, braiding random patches and pulling other parts into knots and dreads. She tied loose ribbons amongst the curls and ties, shoving pieces of gold and jewels through it this way an that. She tied on a spare hip scarf, moving to the hallway to throw on some of the shed scarves and returned to the room, gussied up and ready to go. With a hand resting against the door frame, she smiled patiently at the other. "Shall we wander?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 5:35 pm
Vincent only gazed at her. It was clear how much she loved her jewelry. The God simply stood up, and stretched a bit. He was still pretty wobbly, and words couldn't describe the pain surging through out him, but he wasn't going to let it bother him. After all, the roc deserved to be happy, not cooped up, taking care of him. He sighed, and ran his hands through his messy hair. Vincent walked over to her, and hugged her once more, before gently pulling away. "I could go for some thing to eat. Would you like to come with?" he offered, as his eyes brightened a bit.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 7:15 pm
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She gazed about her room one last time, making a mental check list about what she wa- THE JEWELRY. She placed a kiss to his lips and rushed beside the nest she'd made, picking up the discarded jewels and put them back on with an embarrassed blush and frown. Curse her dragon sickness. It's making her look like an obsessed whore in front of Vincent. She rose and shook her head, letting her feathers puff up and smooth down, making sure everything felt right on her. She turned back to Vincent and returned to him, a shameful blush adorning her cheeks as she led them back out of her rooms. "I'm sorry. I have the dragon sickness. It's a cruel curse." She held the door for him and let the door close behind her with a loud click, a soft sigh escaping her lips before she fixed her face to a Cheshire grin. She swung an arm out and leaned forward, a purr dropping from her lips. "Shall we?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 7:43 pm
"Dragon sickness?" he murmured softly, a bit confused. What was that? His eyes flashed an immense blue, before he looked at her once more. Any time he heard "sickness" or "disease", it made him panic. But he wasn't going to panic, now. Besides, she looked fine, right? Except for her slightly noticeable jewel fetish. But that was nothing bizarre. Vincent simply smiled, and nodded. "Let's go to the cafe, my treat." he said softly, kissing her cheek gently. (exit)
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