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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 5:56:50 GMT
"Drink. It'll help a little bit with the pain before I start cleaning your wound. Not to mention the stitching."
Any other time, he'd stop to inspect the liquid, but with his senses already dulled, he didn't hesitate. Zay took the glass and tipped it back, shuddering as it burned his throat and the back of his hand holding the glass covered his mouth a moment, expression twisted in one of distaste. He placed the glass down, hand reaching up and pinching the bridge of his nose to try to focus, though it failed. His gaze continued to grow hazy.
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Jun 3, 2015 6:11:10 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 6:11:10 GMT
Waiting until a few minutes after he's drunk what alcohol she gave him, Avery pauses before she kneels at his feet, trying to be gently as her fingers brush the wound while she cleans it. Once it's disinfected, she picks up the leaves and starts to chew the ends slowly, continuing on until she presses the yellow liquid out of the pores. Spreading it over her fingers, she bites her lip, spreading it over his skin then wrapping his torso in bandages "Done.. Now we need to get you into bed."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 6:21:21 GMT
As she cleaned it, a small groaned passed Zay's lips, but after that he was silent, head resting on his hand. When she pressed the paste onto the wound, he tensed and leaned back, head resting back against the chair, his fist clenched on the table and eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Once the bandaging was done, he fought to move himself.
"Done.. Now we need to get you into bed."
Slowly he pulled himself up, limbs heavy and gaze dazed. His eyes closed and he swallowed hard a moment, and when they opened they appeared a little more clear. Quietly, voice a low rumble, he said , "Thank you." However, he didn't get far before he slumped forward slightly, chin dipping to chest as he finally passed out after the whole ordeal, worn.
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Jun 3, 2015 6:28:38 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 6:28:38 GMT
"Thank you."
"You're welcome.." Avery murmurs softly, watching him, relief flooding her gaze when he speaks, glad to know she did okay with his wounds. Stilling when he slumps over in the chair, she sighs softly before she sheds her outer clothing, leans down, slips his arm around her shoulders, and half carries half drags him to her bed, lays him down, covers him up
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 6:33:09 GMT
His expression seemed softer as he slept, now completely out of control of keeping it hidden. Yet, there still lingered a crease between his brows, but not as deep or stern as it had been. Zay slept soundlessly and without much movement.
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Jun 3, 2015 13:33:14 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 13:33:14 GMT
Studying him a moment, Avery's eyes waves before she closes them, thinking to herself. Sighing softly, she walks out to the kitchen after changing into a gown, skinning the rabbit and cutting vegetables up for the stew, boiling the water in the meantime. Once hot enough, she throws the ingredients in then drags a chair up near the fire for her to sit. Reaching over to grab her sword and some flint, she sharpens while absently stirring the stew. When she thinks it's done, she sits back in her chair and sharpens her blade slowly, starting to drift off with the routine, flint in one hand, sword in the other as she falls asleep
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 13:47:59 GMT
Timeskipie
Flint against steel. The smell of dinner over the warmth of an open fire. Cheery voices and dances around the flame, he was young then. Forgiving. Unknowing. What used to be home, the cold, his absent father, his mother missing the warmth. A small village, homely, quiet. The snow, footsteps rumbled, chaos at twilight. Crashing of pans, destruction of shelves, the fires. Screams, steel against steel, steel against leather, the darkness seeping through the cracks on the walls. The shouts, the struggles, the screams, that fire the pain the loss he was still young then the fight-- Quickly X'zayvean sat up with a sharp intake of air, a groan escaping as he hand flew to his side and grasped it, frowning when he found it bandaged. His breaths came in shuddering, though he remained still and quiet as he listened to the rest of the home. Slowly, he stood, a hand remaining on his wound, and started out of the room, pausing when he eyes met the form of a young women. His eyes raked over her before drifting to the sword in her lap, then the strew over the fire. Words: WORDS Addressed WORDS Mentioned: WORDS |
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Jun 3, 2015 15:40:05 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 15:40:05 GMT
Breaths soft, Avery inhales lightly, chest rising and falling as she sleeps, fire low but the stew still warm, sword in her lap, dark hair falling into her face, face peaceful until she stands suddenly, sleepwalking, blade clattering to the floor
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 16:04:54 GMT
X'zayvean began his rounds around the small room, taking in all the details he could, though he jumped like a tense cat as something sharp clattered to the floor. He whirled around and faced the girl, frowning deeply as he took note of her movements, stepping towards the table where his knives laid, coiled and ready to spring.
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Jun 3, 2015 16:12:47 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 16:12:47 GMT
Stilling a moment, Avery sways before she steps forward slowly towards him, movements uncoordinated until her hand reaches out and grasps his shirt, brown eyes shadowed "Don't go.." she murmurs, quiet, voice tinged with sadness
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 17:34:00 GMT
"Don't go.."
At the sound of her voice he grew rigid, unmoving, a living statue. His eyes searched her face, jaw working a moment, realizing that she's sleep walking. However, Zay made no move to push her away. He remained in place, though his hand tightened on the wound at his side, the rip in the fabric showing the bandage just a little.
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Jun 3, 2015 17:53:43 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 17:53:43 GMT
Eyes seeming to look at him, her grip slowly loosens in the span of ten minutes before she starts to fall, eyes closing as the spell fades
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 17:58:16 GMT
As she started to fall, Zay's arm lashed out and wrapped behind her back to catch her, a small and quiet grunt escaping as it pulled his side, but he didn't drop her. Instead, he slowly lowered both himself and her down, leaning back against the table. Once sitting, he took a deep breath, arm still around Avery to keep her propped up, falling still again as he stared at the wall. He wasn't about to chance trying to move her as his sore muscles had already protested against catching her.
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Jun 3, 2015 18:09:49 GMT
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Post by Avery on Jun 3, 2015 18:09:49 GMT
Hearing a grunt in her slumber, Avery groans softly and shifts, eyes fluttering open slowly, looks around before it registers that she's being held up by an arm. Eyes flicking up to the man, her cheeks flame a moment as she scrambles back, clearing her throat "What happened?"
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Jun 3, 2015 18:17:28 GMT
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 3, 2015 18:17:28 GMT
"What happened?"
When she moved quickly he held his breath, shifting positions so a leg rested underneath the other, eyes gauging but not judging. He exhaled, hand resting on his side again, favoring it. "Sleep walking," he murmured, voice hardly a rumble.
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