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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 21:41:07 GMT -6
Silas limped down the hallway he looked from door number to door number his vision blurring ever couple of moments. Not a concussion just dizzy from the high fall. He stopped a moment and leaned on the walls his eyes closing. Ok so possible concussion. Better then dead. When dead popped to his mind he looked at his hand. Who was that kid. Where did he come from. Why. He eventually stopped and looked at the familiar number and winced as he raised his arm. Possibly dislocated but not broken. He hit the door a few weak attempts and leaned his head on the door. He could taste his own blood in his moth from the swelling of his he saliva made quick healing of a busted lip but not so much other areas. The swelling on his head and lip were the most noticeable. “please be home” He tapped on the door again.
Why was he here of all places he probably needed medical attention more then anything. Maybe it was what he felt and she needed to know either way. Plus who would the doctor contact if he were to ‘not make it’ Ok now he was being dramatic he was mostly looking for a place to hide cause after what he did every man crashed on a bench would be taken into custody and he couldn’t risk it for multiple reasons. The kids dying eyes popped back into his mind. What did he expect when you jumped out with a few buddies to ‘mug’ someone. “Ehnvee…” his words were barely heard over his screaming brain but he tried his best to wait there for her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 21:55:23 GMT -6
Ehnvee was in her room, ready for sunlight to hit. She could feel it coming, just like it came every morning. She was in short cotton shorts and a tank top. Nothing fancy, but she was comfortable so there was no bra either. As she pulled back the covers her whole body froze. ' Silas '
She turned to her door and before she reached the stairs she heard him. Her name, said quietly just outside the door. Beau ran to the door and scratched at the bottom, pawing his way to the man on the other side. "Beau, back up!"
Evee stormed down the stairs and watched as Beau ran over to his bed and sat patiently. The hair on her arms was standing up as she pulled the door open. Silas was there, leaning against the wall by her door. He looked like he was about to fall over. His face was swollen and red from blood stains. His arm wasn't right, and one of his legs was definitely not right. He limped closer, which confirmed something was terribly wrong. "Silas!"
Ehnvee reached forward and wrapped an arm around his waist and helped him inside. He was beaten and bruised. "What the hell happened to you!?"
She slammed the door shut with her mind as she ushered him into the living space. She didn't know where to lay him. She had a white couch, but at this point getting it dirty was the last thing on her mind. Ehnvee walked towards the longer couch and gently sat him down. She pulled a pillow and helped him lay down flat on his back. Evee knelt down on the floor next to his head, holding onto one of his hands that didn't look too bad. "You probably need a hospital. Oh Virgin, what happened to you? You need to feed. Right now... can you? Fuck it..."
A million things was going through her mind as she looked at the male before her. He was bigger then her and all she could think about was trying to make him better. How was she going to be able to do this. Quickly her fangs elongated and she struck her wrist deep, tasting her own blood gush out into her mouth. She quickly pushed her wrist against Silas' mouth. "Please drink. Fuck, I better be strong enough for you."
Evee felt her other hand go to his hair. It was matted and wet from the sweat and blood. She didn't care as she ran her fingers through it, letting her nails trace against his skull hoping to soothe him. She looked down at her lap and closed her eyes. "Please don't die on me... I was just starting to really fall for..."
She shook her head, not finishing the sentence. Evee needed to call Havers. She knew she should, but she had no idea about moving him, and blood was what he needed. She just hoped hers was strong enough.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 23:01:56 GMT -6
Silas felt a familiar touch to his skin the confusion left him some what blind to it. When the dog was barking at him he muttered something about over grown rat and it being quiet. He knew the dog but now was not a day to hear it and be tolerable. Then he was laid down and he felt a fluid rushing into his mouth. Word mumbled he began to pull back on the blood. After a few moment of taking in the blood he laid back his head and winced. He opened a eye and looked at her. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out and his eyes closed again. He was asleep or as much sleep as the pain let him be in.
When his eyes opened next he had to take in where he was and why he felt a small weight resting on his stomach. He looked at her and smile reaching his good arm to move her hair a little. “My hero in underwear…I could get use to that” he laughed. And winced and coughed a little would have been his luck for a broken rub as well but that didn’t feel right. He pushed himself up on his forearm and looked at the dog. “Hey muttly” he winced trying to move his other arm. Nope definitely dislocated. “Alright pups going to have to move” He laid back down to use his arm and move the dog. Then he pushed himself up again and looked around.
He knew he shouldn’t have come here but time was running out the sun was coming and she was all he could thing about so the teleporting thing came pretty easy when needed to be done. That was another thing a human had seen him just teleport. That would somehow come back to get him. Or discredit the proof he was ever there. He looked back to her and smiled. “Are you alright?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 23:19:42 GMT -6
Ehnvee startled herself awake as she felt a hand brush her hair. She heard him mention a hero in underwear which caused her to quickly look down at herself. She hadn't taken off her clothes had she? No, she was still in her light blue shorts and white tank top. She laughed and moved closer to his head as he rested down on the couch. Evee shook her head as a little hiss escaped her throat. "I think your shoulder is dislocated. If you don't mind, I can go ahead and fix that for you. But it is going to hurt like a bitch."
Evee stood up and bent down over his body, moving her hands to the appropriate positions on his shoulder. It was one of the most disgusting things she had learned how to do throughout her time in this world. She had grown up around males that seemed to get into too many fights, and dislocations of shoulders were a natural thing. She took a deep breath and didn't wait for him to say no. It was better if he was unprepared. He'd be looser. With a quick sudden pressure of her hands the loud popping sound echoed in the room. Beau ran to his bed and cried before sitting and watching them from afar. Evee shivered and looked around. He needed a sling. "Hold on... I'm sorry..."
Evee ran up her stairs and into her closet. The closest thing she could think of was a pair of her leggings. Luckily she had quite a few pairs so losing one did not make her cringe. As she walked down the stairs she ripped the legs apart so there wouldn't be so much fabric. Evee made it down to the couch, dropping one legging leg on the ground and with quick swift movements wrapped up his arm so it was bent across his chest and slung. She felt her body fall back down into a kneeling position on the ground next to Silas. She looked him up and down. "I looked over your leg when you passed out. I didn't feel any dislocations or breaks, but I think it's really badly bruised. I think your knee may have been dislocated but it popped itself back in, which is why the bruising is so bad..."
Evee looked down at her wrist. Her puncture wounds were still there, but almost healed. He had passed out for only an hour or two. Long enough for the sun to come up and lock him here. "I hope you didn't plan on going anywhere too soon, the sun is up, and I'm not letting you leave."
She smiled softly and looked back down at her wrist again before elongating her fangs and lifting her wrist up so he could see. "Do you need to drink some more? I am fine..."
Evee moved her wrist to her mouth and waited for a nod or grunt of approval and she'd pierce her skin for him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 23:53:09 GMT -6
Silas watched her move and the let out a growl of protest and discomfort when he popped his arm back into place and had to fight and instinct of throwing her off and away from him. He sat there and recollected his thoughts. “Locked in…you going to be my nurse? Oh please tell me you will even dress up for it” he laughed a little and laid his head back. It was a nice thought “then again I never had someone legitimately care for me” he stopped and realized that he spoke out loud at that moment and sat up looking into her eyes as she was ready to bite herself for him and smiled. “Evee…thank you…” he reached for her hand to stop her he should be fine or at least he felt he would.
“Rest and you as company, I am sure ill be fine…” his head nodded back and over the back of the couch and he was snoozing again as if the adrenaline from the arm replacement quickly wore off. His eyes jolted open again when he heard a car horn go off. “Light proof…next sound proof” he laughed and tried to stand up his body sending him back down in a defiant protest and his eyes watered. “shit shit” he wince and sighed. “You don’t have to stay here…could go rest ill be fine”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 0:01:50 GMT -6
Ehnvee moved to catch him but he landed back on the couch. She didn't want to leave him, but she felt bad about the horrible background noise from her living room. "If you want to try, I can help you upstairs?"
She looked over his body. "I could maybe get those dirty clothes off you and let you rest on my bed. I know it's a lot more comfortable then my rock hard couch here..."
Ehnvee didn't mean to picture stripping him naked, but it happened. And her body immediately responded. The scent in the air changed and she almost cursed under her breath. She hoped he wouldn't notice. He was hurt and having her swoon over him was the last thing he needed. "I can start the bath, or shower if that would make you feel better?"
She wasn't going anywhere without him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 0:21:30 GMT -6
Silas caught the scent change and looked at her. “Get a little turn on by the idea of me stripping? Better yet…you stripping me?” he smirked and couldn’t even deny that he liked the idea himself just wanted it to not show right now. Then she brought up the shower and couldn’t help but smile. “Depends you going to be joining me in the shower?” he slid himself over to the arm of the couch and pushed himself up and held himself up on the arm and looked at her and sighed. “In my…left pocket should be a pocket knife…might as well cut this shirt off me…cause you try to move my arm again I might have to bite you” he shrugged and stood there with out help for second wobbling back and forward as if he was second from falling. “shall we go up then?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 0:30:30 GMT -6
Ehnvee blushed and cursed. "Well fuck, you could have pretended not to notice..."
She laughed and sighed softly. She shook her head and reached around, grabbing the knife. With a few swift moves the shirt floated down to the ground. His chest was bruised a very deep purple. Evee covered her mouth with one hand as she gently ran her fingers around the bruises, not going over them. "I hope you don't have a cracked rib."
Ehnvee moved and wrapped an arm around under his shoulders, holding onto his side. She helped him slowly up each step, moving towards her bathroom. The bed was a large king, demanding comfort. She knew he's probably pass out as soon as she left him lay down. "Bathroom first... and it sounded like you preferred the shower. Good thing I don't care about these clothes getting wet."
She smirked and helped him in the room, stopped at a chair that she kept in there and letting him take a breather. Evee walked over to the walk in shower and started it up. She made sure it was hot but not scalding. Evee turned after sticking her arm in one last time to make sure, she could always turn it up or down if it was not to his liking. She walked back to Silas and smirked. "Now... don't attack me."
With quick movements she untied the sling and let it drop to the ground. If that got wet it would only make him more uncomfortable. "Keep your arm close to your chest..."
She gently wrapped her arm around him again, helping him stand. She moved and as quickly as she could undid his pants and pushed them down, followed by his boxers. She kept her eyes up looking into his own as she moved to helping him into the shower. "Let me know if it needs to be turned up..."
Evee made sure for the majority he was under the sprayer, but it was a large shower so of course she got soaked as well. She gently picked up a loofa and poured soap over the top. "Sorry, it's lavender."
She smirked and as gently as she could started to brush it over his naked body. Trying to not look in private areas, so she'd start with his neck and focus on his upper body.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 1:25:12 GMT -6
Silas stood there in the water and looked at her the wet shirt no longer hiding much and he shook his head. “take off your clothes…” he spoke the words but not in a sexual encounter way. But just in a sense that at this point it would be easier, more intimate sure but it wasn’t hiding anything at this point. When/If she did this he smirked and stepped back until his head was under the water watching the colors change a darker color from the dried blood and sweat concoction. He looked up at her and reached his hand out for her hips and pulled her to him and kissed her. He didn’t care about being wounded he didn’t care for the wincing pain he just sent through his arm as she hit it. He pulled back and looked once more into her eyes. “Thank you Ehnvee…you have no idea what you mean to me…and how you probably saved my life.”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 1:32:47 GMT -6
Ehnvee stepped back so not to accidentally bump him as she pulled her wet tank top off her body. She tossed it into the tub in the middle of the room, followed by her shorts and panties. She stepped in closer to him just in time to feel his hand pull her body close and his lips on her. She melted into the kiss, kissing him back.
Suddenly she realized that her body was pressed up against his hurt shoulder arm. She broke the kiss and took a step back. "I'm hurting you!"
She heard his words and smiled softly. "Well, I'm happy you thought of me to come to. I'm sure your parent's probably know how to take care of you better. I hope I'm doing a fair enough job."
Speaking of making sure he was better, she needed to clean his hair. She picked up her mint shampoo and lathered up her hands before running it through his semi-clean hair. She made sure to give a little massage as she did so. Evee needed to be closer to him while she did this so she could reach him so as gently as she could she felt her breasts rest against his chest as her fingers went to work taking away the grime from the night. For once she was happy she didn't have large breasts. "You know, you still haven't told me what happened tonight.."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 1:53:58 GMT -6
Silas looked at her as she shampooed his hair and knelt down a little to make it easier for her to reach. “What happened isn’t important…” he looked at the water. It was a look you never forget pure terror as life tried to remain but left and then the other standing there in equal horror fearing they would be next. He blinked the Images away and looked back at her. “don’t take that as not wanting to tell you…just it wouldn’t change what was done…” He began to rotate his hurt arm and winced a little. He couldn’t stand having it stationary and she could read his mind and know that. He let it fall to his side and began to exercise it by lift it in a shrug then letting it go.
“As for my parents…not an option. Middle of no where Canada…type of not an option” he laughed a little. Then just stood there with a contempt smile on his face. “So nurse whats next, and also for the love of god look down already and stop trying to not look its just weird…not like you haven’t imagined it” he laughed a little more and began to move his arm again.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:03:20 GMT -6
Ehnvee grabbed his wrist as he gently exercised his arm. "Stop that! You're supposed to leave it still."
She smirked and watched the remaining shampoo leave his hair. Evee reached forward and ran her hands through his hair so it was pushed back. She could see his face easier. "You know, I don't scare easy. And judging by how hard you're trying to block the memory of the night, I can tell it's bad. I won't get in your head tonight. I promise. So if you don't want to tell me you don't have to."
Ehnvee smiled softly and gently let go of his wrist, grabbing the sponge and continuing to soap up his chest gently. The bruising going from purple to red, but it was an improvement. She laughed and glared up at his eyes. "You're lucky you're injured. Or I'd shove you against the wall, jerk."
She blushed and let the sponge go down to his groin as she washed him, then she bent down and cleaned his legs, not looking up at him while she did it. Evee could only imagine the smile on his face since her own face was only inches away from his groin. Once she was satisfied with how well she cleaned him off she reached behind him and turned off the shower head. "Well, since I am the nurse I proclaim this shower session is done. Let me get you a towel."
Evee laughed and opened the door, the air now chill in the bathroom compared to inside the shower. She ran out and quickly gathered a towel to wrap around herself, along with another large towel to wipe him off with. Evee made her way back to help him out of the shower, his stepping already improving. "You heal fast."
She smirked and gently ran the towel over his body, she walked around behind him and did the same thing. As she went over his ass she couldn't help but smirk. It was a pretty fine ass. Evee made sure not to dilly dally long and gently wrapped the towel around his waist and tucked it so it stayed. "Do you want to brush your teeth or anything before you pass out on my bed?"
Evee couldn't help but grin as she said her bed.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:27:25 GMT -6
“Should of shoved me against the wall anyway. would have been fun.” he laughed and began to limp himself out of the bathroom He walked past the sink but looked at her over his shoulder. “But always next time I get my ass kicked” he laughed and then took a few more steps until he literally turned and fell back first onto the mattress staring up at the ceiling. It was going to be a long day. The pain said he probably would snooze at best the scent of her arousal mixed with his actual arousal would make him not want to sleep and take care of a risen issue.
After a few moments of laying there he looked at her. “You read minds…you could just go into my mind and see for yourself…” It was more of a question then it was a statement. He then pushed himself up on his arm. “What about removing the memory…could you do that?” He looked down at the mattress he wasn’t ashamed of his actions it was kill or be killed but he didn’t like having the face constantly waiting for him when he closed his eyes. “sorry that’s stupid, weak even but I…” he sighed and laid back down on his back.
He closed his eyes. “You work tonight, you should probably rest…Ill be fine…I promise…I wont go anywhere…” he opened an eye and looked at her and held up a pinky to her as if doing so to reinforce his statement.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:34:37 GMT -6
Ehnvee smiled and pulled out her toothbrush that she had started brushing her teeth with. "I don't need to go anywhere all morning, afternoon, and I may just call off this evening if you need me."
She walked back to her sink, spit, rinsed, spit again and put her brush away. Evee walked back out into the bedroom with her towel still wrapped around her to her small dresser. She pulled out another paid of short cotton shorts, not even caring about the underwear this time. She pulled them up under her towel and then let the towel fall as she pulled a light yellow tank top over her upper body. She turned and made her way back to the bed and sat on the end, facing Silas. "I can take it away. But memories don't just disappear. And I would never just go into your memories and seek out information that is not willingly given, I'm not like that, you mean too much to me to do that."
How was she going to break this down? "They go from brain to brain. So I'd have to see what you saw, and then I'd be able to store it in a new home."
When she mentioned storing it somewhere new she raised her hand and pointed to her own brain. "I told you, I'm stronger then you think."
She leaned back on her hands as she watched for his reaction. "And I don't think you're weak for wanting to not remember tonight. It makes you a good male."
Evee smiled and sat back up straight before standing up. "I should probably let you get some rest. I can go sleep downstairs if you want?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:54:01 GMT -6
Silas looked at her and thought for a moment and then looked at the large bed. “Well I should rest…but I don’t want to send you away…would like you by my side even…After all only half my chest and body is bruised” He laughed and moved himself further up the bed towel lowering slightly and he backward crawled up it. “And if you have to work tonight go, ill stay here with Muttly we will be fine…and ill rest up…and wont leave.” He thought for a moment he might actually leave long enough to get food but nothing more then that. “I’m not here to intervene with your life, Im here to try and be part of it” He sat up and looked at her. He wasn’t sure what he was suppose to say here. He didn’t want to say he loved her that was to soon. But he did feel strongly for her and wanted her safe, and with him, and happy. He rubbed the back of his head.
“I killed a man, tonight…a human…” He sighed and wanted her to trust him. “He and his group…tried to…I guess mug me in a back alley…lead pipe to the skull knocked me down and then the beating…I dislocated my arm…to try and get away but didn’t happen…” he raised his good hand and looked at it. “Clean slice. Through the throat…watched the life literally leave his eyes and the panic of the other in the group…”He took a deep breath. “Then I was here…” he looked at the mattress. “200 years old and I was able to avoid killing anyone ever then…this…”
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