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 Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:04 am
Cyrus grunted as he lifted a heavy beam that had fallen during the earthquake. Turning it upright, he eyed the ceiling above for a moment before moving the beam to a specific spot. This place was really in bad shape. Elora had been lucky that it hadn't crumbled on top of her in all those years.
"There. That should keep the upper floors from falling on our heads for the moment," he smirked as he finished with the beam and brushed his hands together to get the dust off.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:13 am
Elora watched Cyrus with a smile. It certainly wasn't a bad hobby, he had a very good body and watching him flex his muscles was something she could do all day.
"Well we certainly do not want that. I don't think I could handle being burried underneath another pile of rubble."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:17 am
Cyrus gave a light snort of laughter and eyed the beam to make sure that it was secure before he turned his eyes to her.
"This place is really a mess," he said with a shake of his head. "I am surprised it has stayed standing as long as it has. Though I am grateful it did. Would you like anything El? I feel I need a break."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:26 am
"Something to drink please." She replied, she did not need to drink but it felt nice, cleared the dust from her throat. "Do you think it is worth staying here? Are there any other buildings which might be more stable?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:32 am
Cyrus nodded in acknowledgement of what she wanted and he turned to the basin he was storing their water in. Pouring some out, he considered her words a moment, then rose to his full height and walked over with a cup each of water in his hands.
"Well, I think with time I can make this place sturdy again. And time is all we have here. Compared to most of the others, this place is a palace. I think it is just because of time and neglect that it has gotten so bad," he replied and held out one of the cups to her. "How are you feeling? Is it still painful to move?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:41 am
Elora smiled and took the cup of water, she sipped it slowly and looked around at what had been her home.
"Yes, it's still quite painful and very frustrating." She sighed a little, not used to not being able to do anything. "Do you think you can get upstairs? There will be blankets and matresses and things. You could bring them down."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:51 am
Cyrus looked up and sipped his own water.
"Well, I'm not sure. Here, I will go see," he smiled a little and reached out to set his cup down. Leaving the front parlor room he had set them up in, he went to the large staircase. He eyed it for a moment, then slowly started to go up the steps. Each one creaked ominously under his weight, but he pressed onward. Just as he was about to step up onto the next floor, the step under his foot gave out and his foot fell through. Crying out in frustration and pain, a torrent of curses spilled from his lips before he had the sense to glance around for a way to get himself out. Reaching for the banister, he hoisted himself out and sat for a moment on the landing. Rolling his trousers up, he shook his head and sighed heavily. He'd need to get those scrapes cleaned up or risk infection. Making his way back down the stairs, he hobbled back into the parlor.
"Probably not my wisest decision," he declared with a frown as he went to the water and picked up a cloth.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:00 pm
At the crack and the sound of cursing Elora straightened up, inching her way painfully to the edge of the seat.
"Cyrus?" She called out, hoping that he handn't hurt himself badly. When he hopped back in she let out a breath of relief and looked down at the cuts on his leg.
"Come here, I will clean it up for you. Has the water been boiled?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:06 pm
Cyrus looked over at her and breathed in deeply to calm his temper.
"Of course," he replied, pouring some of the water out and carrying it over to her. He didn't know what she could do to help him, but he didn't want to be rude. Not to her. "I probably could make it up there, but there's no guarantee that the floor will hold me. I'm too heavy."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:09 pm
She watched the temper flare in his eyes and just smiled sweetly at him as she always did.
"Humour me, I can clean that up for you. It's about all i am good for, have a seat and give me your leg." She looked up to the ceiling and frowned a little. "I could make it up there, if only I could walk."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:12 pm
Cyrus frowned a little at that and moved to take a seat beside her.
"I don't think I would want you to go up there. I wouldn't be able to get to you if something happened," he frowned and pulled his trousers up so she could clean up his cuts. "There must be a way to help you walk. I won't accept that we've gotten you this far and you can't be complete."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:18 pm
Elora took the cloth and very gently cleansed the scrapes on his leg. None of them looked too bad but she would keep an eye on them. She was in no doubt that he would heal faster than a human.
"I don't know how. Oil is used for stuck gears but I do not know how to get it on the gears, or if it could even work. I might be beyond broken."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:21 pm
Cyrus watched her hands as they moved jerkily over his leg and he thought for a few moments.
"We would have to get the oil inside of you," he mused and his eyes looked down at his blood. "Have you ever cut or scraped yourself before?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:24 pm
"Yes, when I was in the circus." She replied and lifted part of the dressing gown so he could see. There was a length of about an inch of the material that acted as her skin that had been sewn carefully together. "The mechanism is underneath."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:27 pm
Cyrus looked down as she moved and swallowed a little at the show of leg. Of course, he was fully aware of the fact that he had bathed and dressed her, that that was what made the movement that much more enticing. Shoving those thoughts aside, he looked up into her eyes.
"When it happened, did you bleed?"
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