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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:49 pm
Trela breathed, trying to calm down. This didn't fit her personality at all. She was usually calm, cold and snappy.
The snake-girl was glad that Aerin was so calm about this. If he was nervous in the least, it would cause her to freak out. Smirking, Trela nodded, 'Nice to meet you, Aerin. I'm Trela, but ... you probably knew that.' She shifted awkwardly. Listening to him, she felt better. So ... just sleeping and she wakes up ... older? Is it going to hurt? Gah, breath Trela, breath!
Remaining calm, Trela nodded, 'Okay ... so ... I am bonded? To who?'
On the inside, Trela was panicking. On the outside, she was trying to remain as calm as possible.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:16 pm
"No, it never hurts. Even if you get some extra limbs, they're just a little sore."
Aerin moved to stand by her, and gave her a sort of sideways hug with one arm. "I did, haha. But I know all the students here. Even if there are only 15 or so right now," he said, grinning.
He quickly pinged Trela's feed. "Medusa. She is a ...very old goddess. From old earth. Greek, even."
Aerin felt her nervousness, and squeezed her shoulder. "It'll be okay. I even went through the ACR once!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:26 pm
Trela breathed out, and nodded, 'I guess it's just life on fast forward.' Looking at Aerin, she smiled. He was a pretty awesome guy, and Trela appreciated him being so nice about this.
Her nervous levels kicked down a few notches.
Medusa. Trela grinned, 'That's ... amazing.'
A pause, 'Well ... I guess if you're okay ... and ... Akira's okay ... then the ACR isn't as scary as it may seem.'
Looking up at Aerin, she nodded, 'Thank you, Aerin. For ... the reassurance.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:22 pm
Aerin giggled. "Yup. You got it." He waved a hand, and the wall where the ACR was revealed itself.
"Heehee. You're right, darling. It's not bad at all. It's a good sleep, actually!" he laughed again, and moved to stand by the door.
"No problem. Though I can't take all the credit for it. Being an empath makes everything easier, when it comes to emotion. I just oooozeee happiness!~"
Aerin pointed at the entryway. "Just step in, and you'll be back out in a day or two!~"
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:28 pm
Smirking, Trela nodded, 'I still stand by my thank you.'
At first, she was a little hesitant. But she knew this must be done ... something in her feed or ... something was out of line, and this would put it back into place. It needed to be done.
Trela slithered into the ACR.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:11 pm
Aerin closed the door, and let the gas flow in, and set the timer as usual. Things were going to be okay...
[ end Aerin ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:15 pm
Turning around, Trela watched the door close.
Darkness.
Black.
Gone.
[End Trela]
[End RP]
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:45 pm
Xyre twitched as he stared at the door. The all too familiar door that he'd only been at once before. To say the least he didn't enjoy that trip either. The blonde lifted his hand up to his face, green glaring into pink. His hand was now pink. He growled, sensing the urge to start peeling off skin already. Finding this place was far too annoying.
His hand pulsed, as if trying to get him to hurry up. He didn't want to, he refused to, damnit if his had would stop he could! He growled, a sneer on his face. He put the protesting hand back down to his side, using the uninjured hand, he knocked solidly on the door. He just had to get this over with.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 8:09 pm
Aerin let the doors slide gently open with his feed. He called out brightly to the stranger, "come in~"
He stayed at his desk, flipping through files on hand and comparing them to the stock of things they had around the infirmary.
The floral patterned room buzzed a gentle feeling, and the nurse waited for the person at the door to step into his little corner of cheer.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 8:21 pm
Xyre idly obeyed the answer. He stared down at his shoes the whole time. If memory served him right, one look up and he'd be twitching. Gah! He slowly approached the figure, still avoiding to look up. His right hand slid gently into his pocket, easily avoiding the floral-room of doom.
His eyes trailed up, looking for something to look at other than his shoes. At least for now. Ha! Those files! Those would be interesting enough to stare at. He held out his left hand. "I put out a flame." He didn't want to explain more. He was annoyed enough by just having to come here. He didn't want to add explaining this added onto his irritation. He was a dragon after all.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 11:02 pm
Luckily for Aerin, he needed no more explanation from the one given. Without a moment to spare, he sprung up and zoomed to a nearby cabinet.
"Oh, you poor thing. Take a seat, and I'll be right there." He fished out a bottle of deep violet liquid, and a cloth to apply it with. With a few light taps of his boots, he was by Xyre's side.
"Here hon, lemme see that hand. Promise I'll be gentle." He dribbled some of the liquid on his cloth, staining it a shade of purple that rapidly changed to bright orange, fizzling like carbonated soda.
He grinned smally. "Looks a lot worse than it feels, I promise."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 10:52 am
Xyre slowly made his way to a couch, watching the nurse. He plopped down onto the end seat, propping his head up on the couch arm. His eye visibly twitch as he spotted the fizzing. Fizzing? Were things supposed to be fizzing? And why did if change color? Damn you hand!
He held the offending appendage out, glaring at it thoroughly. Tch. That woman would tell him that it was all his fault but hell would sooner be made up of cotton candy before he admitted it. The younger grunted a response. He didn't want anything more than to get out of here.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 4:11 pm
Aerin gingerly took it and dabbed it on. The fizzing of the liquid intensified as it was applied, but it simply felt cool and soothing rather than full of burning. He wrapped it around Xyre's hand, and stood.
"There. You can go now, dear. Just keep that on for a few moments and it should be healed up for the most part." Aerin ruffled his hair. "Try not to wound yourself again, hon. Take care!" He sent through his feed the command for his door to open, and went back over to his desk. Now, to pull a few strings and find out what happened...
[ end Aerin pov ]
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 4:29 pm
It felt nice. That cool feeling. It was still nasty. Nasty nasty nasty. Emerald eyes turned away as the other wrapped his hand. Mentally, he glowered at his now cared-for hand for putting him there. Slowly the male stood, nodding absent mindedly at the nurse. He immediately regretted not thinking when he felt a hand in his hair. For the love of all things burning! No, don't rip off the hand the heals you. He didn't like being called Hon either. Blah he wasn't somebody's child to coddle all the time! He would so be roaring into his pillow. If Luke wasn't there that is. He moved to the door, fully glaring at anything. He paused a bit before stepping out. Softly, and gruffly, he said a short thanks before exiting. Lords that was annoying.
[end Xyre]
[end RP]
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