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anytime of course
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when i can fit it into my busy schedual
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 05:42 AM
((Poor JessehBoo...))
Rain frowned, worried even further. Slowly she sat on the couch, one hand reaching to stroke Dante’s hair but only once before she caught herself. She put her hand back into her lap, inwardly chiding herself. He is not your brother stupid, she told herself, he’s not Harry, He’s dante….He doesn’t need mothering…He’ll be fine…won’t he?
Amoni glanced to him, raising an eyebrow. She simply felt to antsy to sit but was otherwise fine. She nodded gently, placing a hand over his and patting it awkwardly. “Im fine hito…do not worry…” She murmured softly, looking again to dante as she pulled her arm back. She crossed them behind her, falling back into statue routine. She let her ears follow the sound of the rain, looking for some cause to Dante’s fear…worrying that perhaps he knew something they didn’t, for that was how her mind went. He could be paranoid…..but even then that didn’t mean there wasn’t someone really out there to get him…All traces of the gentler, blushing Amoni Hito had brought out left for the moment, and she was again the emotionless statue, waiting for some dark thing to come.
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Chikuma
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12-05-2009, 05:46 AM
((hey guys Im gonna go crash k))
Hito noticed she was back to her statue self and just gave a small smile. "Okay, I'm sorry to go like this but I think I'm going to lay on one of the sofa to rest a bit."
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shaddowkitty
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12-05-2009, 05:47 AM
[[good evening]]
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 05:47 AM
((Night *hugs*
Kit cat *pounce*))
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 05:50 AM
Dante felt the movement and the touch, wincing and closing his eyes tight. It was a female, after all. A female had touched him. He breathed deep and rubbed his tiny face with both hands before cradling it. "You... don't have to watch over me, Rain..." He muttered wearily. "You-" He cringed as he felt in the first cough before hacking away into his shaky hands. His throat ached and burned in pain. Almost instantly after he started swaying, his head going everywhere.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 05:54 AM
Rain shrugged, managing a sarcastic smile “somebody has to keep pride from killing you…” She was only half teasing, the truth was…he was a friend so that meant she’d do anything to protect him. Just like she would Oni or her beloved Emeriya, it wasn’t even a question to her. She might taunt him and tease him, and there might be times he drove her up the wall…but that didn’t change anything. She did however add with a sigh, “sorry about the hair touch thing….old habit……won’t do it again…” she mumbled.
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 05:59 AM
"Ah..." Dante remembered a line like that... from Gabriel. That man... he'd looked so pouty after Dante had said something about it. "No... No... it's fine..." He muttered before lowering his head against his knees. "I don't min... d..."
His eyes dropped, and in short moments he was out like a light.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 06:16 AM
Yes y-” She started to say he did when she saw him fall asleep. Rain shook her head, actually rather grateful that he was asleep. She sighed softly and stood, picking him up as she would any small kid. She stood, shaking her head as she thought how much he reminded her of Harry when he was like this…It did not make leaving him unhealed easy…Still remembering last time she’d ignored his wishes he’d broken his hand…yeah she’d leave him unhealed.
She trudged upstairs slowly, debating inwardly. She was a little worried to leave him alone with whatever virus this was but she was also afraid he’d have a heart attack if he fell out of, …er woke up in, her bed again. She closed her eyes, frowning to herself.
Still… his temperature was a little high and he couldn’t have a heart attack if he was dead from fever. She nodded to herself and headed to her room, shifting into bed and buttoning up her shirt all the way so he might have a little less of a panic attack. She cast a small spell to boost his immune system and weaken the virus…that wasn’t really healing was it? She then felt his forehead again, sighing. She lay with one arm under his head but her body scooted all the way to the wall so though her arm would wake her if he got too hot she would not be touching him when he woke up. “he’s going to kill me” she muttered to herself..
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 09:00 PM
He was burning up. Sweat dampened his clothes and stuck his hair to his forehead. Dante's eyes fluttered open. His eyes stared up at the ceiling for a long time, staring into the dark abyss drowsily. He felt worn out. His didn't want to move. He just wanted to sleep. Sleep forever. He breathed and closed his eyes again, hardly moving from his comfort, but rather drifting off into sleep once more.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:08 PM
Rain awoke as the heat and sweat transferred to her arm, making her open her eyes. She quickly remembered pulling the chibi Dante into bed and turned to look at him. “You gotta stop doing this or people are going to start thinking I’m a pedo…” Rain muttered in a joke to herself to try and lighten her worry as she placed a hand on his forehead.
She closed her eyes, casting first the boost to his body’s immune system then another spell through her hand slowly. She resisted the urge to heal him but began to cause a faint cooling spell to wrap around him. It would lower his body temperature slightly, working much as an ice bath in a hospital would though without the sudden shock for it worked a little more gradually. She bit her lip, still worried as she shivered. The price of this spell was it made her feel like her spine was frozen…ice spells always particularly hard for her but she didn’t care…
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 09:17 PM
Everything got cold suddenly. He shivered, his body naturally wanting to heat itself. His eyes opened again, baffled as he stared up as the arm over him. He freaked out, squirming under the sheets as he reached up to lift the hand away from him. Who was it!? Why was he so cold!? It didn't make sense, hence, he didn't like this at all! "G-Get off...!"
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:21 PM
Well……..at least your conscious now…” Rain muttered, lifting her hand as she shivered lightly herself. She removed her hand, the cold stopping instantly. She sat up, still shivering a little as she felt herself withdraw the ice and the spell began to release her spine. She ran a hand through her hair, feeling a little dizzy. She had grasped at something when she felt so cold....some energy she hadn’t noticed before and then pulled back as it filled her with the dizzy feeling.. She didn’t notice but some of the blue streaks disappeared from her hair….
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 09:24 PM
Dante held himself, shivering and only being able to comprehend the cold. The problem was that was he still overheated. Heavers didn't go away in a flash, but he could hardly notice. He groaned softly, laying back in the bed, trying to figure out things, but his mind was everywhere. He felt as if he couldn't even answer that one plus one was. What a joke...
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:30 PM
“I’m going to get you some water… and some Tylenol since you won‘t let me heal that damn fever….” Rain murmured, worried over his fever. She was sure Arina had some somewhere…She stood slowly, reaching over to check his temperature a moment. She could feel the fever still there and she frowned slightly but then stepped away from the bed, worried. She was gone for only a few minutes, quickly retrieving the water and pills like she said…
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 09:37 PM
Dante's shivers never went away. The chill was gone; that is, the original one. Now air had been able to catch his sweat covered body. He pulled the sheets over him and curled up, feeling desperate for warmth. He didn't need to at all, though. He needed the cool.
He felt disgustingly drowsy as well as close to vomiting. His body was not fairing well with all of the shivers. By the time Rain had returned he'd passed out, panting hot air. HEll, he never got sick, but when he did, he caught a bad one.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:40 PM
She sat down the water and pills at the bedside table, biting her lip. She picked him up, leaning back in the bed and beginning the cooling spell again. “Shit Dante…” She muttered, sneaking in a little bit of a heal spell. It wasn’t powerful enough to cure it, just slow the progression of the virus and kill of some of it…She mainly focused on cooling his body, her arms wrapped around him.
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 09:43 PM
It took awhile, at least ten minutes, but his fever dropped rapidly. He was still warm, but the cold and tinge of healing did the job. He still wasn't willing to wake up, though. He was nice and peaceful in his little dream land; one full of nothing but blackness and random images, that is. The only problem now was how soaked he was with sweat and his shivering body.
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Tatsukichi
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12-05-2009, 09:51 PM
Oni woke up and plodded downstairs in search of food. Once he got to the kitchen he found some muffins and got some juice. Taking his little meal with him he went and sat by the fire. He nibbled his muffin.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:52 PM
Rain sighed, annoyed with playing ’mommy’ but relieved as his fever dropped enough that she didn’t care. She began to let the cooling spell drop off a little too, looking over him. The sweat wasn’t good in his state but she didn’t move, wiping some off his forehead with her shirt absently. She frowned and shook her head, wondering what she could do. “You’re going to drive me nuts…” she muttered to herself and frowned.
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Tatsukichi
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12-05-2009, 09:55 PM
Once Oni finished his muffin he took his empty dishes back into the kitchen placing them in the dish washer. He realized it was raining outside. He got an idea and wandered back up to his room to get dressed.
Once he was dressed and had on his coat he made his way downstairs. He was going to visit Stigur (I can never remember that damn horses name). He made it through the rain and out to the stables.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 09:58 PM
Chandra was just outside the stables, dancing in the rain. She did a quick backwards flip a moment, laughing. She loved the rain on her cold skin, even though it made her feel a little colder. There was just something magical about it to her. She was a bit under dressed for the weather with bare arms and all but she didn’t mind, in fact it was kinda the idea. Hearing Oni she paused and smoothed out her long, dress like shirt over her simple black shorts. She glanced towards him, waving.
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Cooking Sherry
A Fine English Wine.
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12-05-2009, 10:00 PM
"At least I wouldn't be the only nutter in this place, then..."
Dante's eyes fluttered open as his head spun. He still felt cold. Real cold. He swallowed, looking warily at the woman before looking away. He didn't like this at all. Being in her arms. What had happened? Whatever. He just wanted some damned water, a bath, and fresh clothes.
He squirmed and wriggled his way out of her grip, slipping free only to sit in front of her and unbutton the uncomfortable dress shirt of his. "I don't want to know how this turned about... I'll just forget it..." He muttered, looking away. Hell, forget something? Like that could ever happen. He could never forget; what a curse that was. He pulled his shirt off with a bit of difficulty, showing his scarred torso, but hardly paying any mind to it. A majority of them were only 'battle wounds', after all.
He got to his feet and padded away as he bunched his shirt up. He felt better in such a short time. Or was it short? He couldn't comprehend it all. He'd probably passed out for hours without even noticing. The human body was a strange thing, after all.
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 10:05 PM
You had a fever is all, don’t be so dramatic…” Rain said lightly, turning and getting the glass of water and the Tylenol. When she turned back she found he was padding off and it made her roll her eyes. She followed after him just long enough to go “Hey….take this first. I didn’t heal you so that fever will probably come back…” She muttered, still feeling very much like a mom…bringing up bad memories.
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Tatsukichi
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12-05-2009, 10:07 PM
Hito had decided to take a bath. He always enjoyed warm water and he liked that they had an open bath here. He was now standing outside the baths look at the various soaps they had on the supply shelf. He didn't want anything flowery or that smelled like a woman. After a look he found some decent smelling stuff and grabbed it heading into the bath.
It didn't take long for the man to strip down and go into water. Ahhh yeah this felt good.
Oni saw a person and waved back but felt a little shy. Did he know this person? He kept going not really knowing what to do. Once inside he headed for Lukas special horse. He smiled when he saw the animal and said to it, "Good morning beautiful."
((does oni know her?)
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Staria
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12-05-2009, 10:12 PM
((Nope XD only one who’s really talked to Chandra is teh birdy))
Chandra watched as he entered the stable and bored, decided to follow. The young vampire rang out her dark jade hair as she walked, quickly entering behind Oni. She, being her practical joker self, used an old voice trick she’d learned in the circus so her voice would sound like it came from the horse. She then said “Morning handsome” And ended it with a whinny before she couldn’t help but giggle, leaning on the doorway.
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