Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Jan 26, 2016 7:07:43 GMT
She respected him more then he could ever know she knew what she was right now and how easily it would be to make her a conquest but at the same time she wondered if he would prefer her at her best to make it more sporting More of an actual conquest and not some drunken frat feel up. She listened to him then hearing his word and thinking Yes the wee babies Eric and Estelle had made some older then the others but not by much They would need guidance and protection.. a mother. Chidera smiled "like wendy in peter pan I will mother the lost boys...and girls"
That would be wonderful they would have there own pride of sorts she beamed at him" I almost broke the ulfric but the doc will fix him up he wouldn't scream or beg no fun at all.. but hes loyal to your..asset in LA so though lesson was taught him I'm not sure ow much he will mind it"
she smirked" hes a charming one tho if I liked dogs more he'd be on my more permanent fun list.. Id get him to like it after a time"
She toyed with that idea then sighed" I think I need a bath then I will go rescue the children"
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Post by Nobody on Mar 4, 2016 6:23:44 GMT
Ren woke up surprised that he had. He’d felt the light of the otherside. He knew he was a goner. He’d climbed the first rung of Jacob’s ladder and was making it higher when he looked up and Saw Guys face. Had a nice long talk there those few seconds. Guy had intimated he was already gone on the otherside completely. It was enough to make him cry and yet the one thing that put him over the top was that Guy said sorry. He’d apologized. Guy his other half of his split soul said he was sorry. It was enough to make him die a happy man. And no sooner had he thought it he opened his eyes. The light was blinding neon strength. He blinked through the pain in his chest and extremities. It wasn’t the pain of his limbs being damaged more the pain of regrowth. He’d been out long enough to heal and hadn’t had time to mentally adjust so everything hit him at once. He looked around gritting his teeth. He wasn’t alone and he was secured to the bed. Anesthetic hit his nose along with other displeasurable scents of a medical center hit his nose like the second of a one two punch combo. Even as tears streamed he wouldn’t scream or cry out. As the pain and nose burning clean scent ebbed he tried his voice. Softly at first then a little louder. “ Hey, hey, …” Not catching anyones attention he sighed and tested the bonds securing him to the bed. They were built for the infected and as such he laid his head against the bed and simply began singing to fill the time. “When the days are sad and long, I just keep wandering on, To the place I hear a call, Because the one I love is there; Back to the fields of cotton To hear a Creole love song.” |
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Post by imaginary on Mar 4, 2016 18:11:29 GMT
Chambert had nursed the man for days cleaning his wounds occasionally recutting with a non silver knife to clean up an edge. Chidera had nearly killed him and it reminded the rat to never piss her off if he could help it. The wolf was strong but twice had given up and seem to float away he'd bern tempted to let him but then he'd not wanted to be targeted if the man died.
So he was glad hearing his nurse mutter softly say that he was awake getting up he wandered in hearing the singing and sighed " dont be so damn dramatic wolfman you lived and that one tends to break her toys so condider your self lucky."
Checking the now sealed and scarred wounds his previous pretty chest now a road map. She'd Frankensteined him and he was on a near constant morphine drip as it would burn through the system fast." you have a day or so more then we are going to gave you shift and feed then you should be well enough for release its been a week. Your wolves are frenzied Looking for you but if you are as smart as you seem to be then take this for the lesson it was and do not look for retribution they shouldnt either because them she'd kill and not care."
He hopefully was listening chambert had affection for the kiss and gates and even her but he knew what they were and held no illusions to that.
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Post by Nobody on Mar 6, 2016 13:03:36 GMT
“Aw hell sawbones don’t be dat no critic. T’ain’t drama dats celebration. I was three steps sainted on a two step life and still here to sing.” Hurt though it did he smiled his teeth bright and his wolf pacing behind his eyes like a love sick pup to frolic and run. Yeah he was thankful to be this side of the veil even as the ghost images from his trip sat in his heart. He’d done worse for less and held no grudges against the Kisses mistress torture. In fact save for her maybe doing her job a little too well he had no complaints. The man was right as had Beau been she was hell on wheels and a force to be reckoned with. He could honestly give credit where credit was due he had to pull Beau back from the edge and apologize for involving him. He knew the wolves would be up in arms and sad though it was he knew that one or two would challenge him if they caught him in this shape. He didn’t hold any hard feelings it was a smart play. He was weak and would probably be for awhile no one almost died and remained one hundred percent. Smart or not he was not willing to kiss anyones backside or bend his knee. So he was already concocting a plan. “Sawbones you got any Barber or Ellington tunes to play til ya think I’m ready to get up and about. Awful sore just laying and it definitely would help me keep my spirits up ya know.” He asked matter of factly not sure what the man’s response would be but judging him an old school Jazz guy. He might be wrong but even if he piped in some Tonky bluegrass it would be better than the silence. “By da way she come by and check on me I miss her face something awful been laying here dreaming about her ya figuredit’d be the least she could do ya know.” |
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Post by Chidera on Mar 6, 2016 15:40:06 GMT
The young pretty swan nurse rolled her eyes it was dangerous for her tovwork with predators but she liked nursing most of the time. She left him and the doctor and went to eat lunch it was actually sort of rare to have more than one patient lately.
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Post by imaginary on Mar 6, 2016 15:43:17 GMT
The rat laughed soft despite the situation and nodded to him. He was hlad the man seemed amenable and smart. Feeling that predators gaze he had to steel his spine and not react like prey. He nodded at the request and went to the digital reader in tye vorner they had Pandora and he set it for Ellington and other similar artist.
Take the A train filling the air at an acceptable soothing level just below what a human would listen to. Hearing him Chambert smiled the kid had moxy she sure didn't owe him anything but odly enough she had come by and spoke with him in hushed tones." many times... Matter of fact shes due soon and will be gkad your eyrs are open. Ive never seen her show any sign of regret over any one I ve bagged or stitched up till you so take that for the blessing it is"
turning to leave him to his music.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Mar 6, 2016 16:58:20 GMT
Rising early for the evening but still beaten by gates she dressed and checked on her lionlings. Finding them aclimating well she came down to the hospital ward underground which was a feat due to the water table. Practically carved into bedrock it was sturdy and could take shifter abuses. Seeing nurse and dr leave sje raised a brow but then music hit her.
Familar shed even seen the man in person. That had her smiling smoothing the smokey colored dress it was almost a black but not quite. The gossamer like fabric softening the severity. Simple flats on her feet and braids loosed and tumbling.
Pausing at the door hearing him hum along to the music eyes widening. She glided over cautious and looking down
" so you've finally despite my best wprst efforts decided to rejoin the world?..I am glad"
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Post by Nobody on Mar 8, 2016 2:38:56 GMT
As she entered he stopped humming and fixed her with a smile of welcome. It was under most other circumstances a weird situation to be in. He knew she was responsible for sending Beau out west and a slew of other things but he knew that it was her job not necessarily who she was. He held no grudges. He couldn’t afford to. His grudge was with whoever had killed his brother. He’d known in his heart that Guy was as dead as the watusi but had held out hope. He didn’t have that burden any longer and in part it was due the dark vision entering now. " Doubt dat was ya best or worse, Mon sombre lame de chocolat. Youse got a beast in ya dat I can réspé. Course ya didn’ have ta be so bon at it. Ya done gone and bimmé my beach look." This he said with a smile his eyes twinkling. “Why’d ya not gone and loose these bonds I’d like ta grip ya some as a way a sayin danks for not goin all de way ta sainting me.” |
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Post by Chidera on Mar 8, 2016 15:12:10 GMT
Ever practical she eyed him tasting him for truth and found he might be wiilling to hug her. Tho after recent events her trust level was left wanting. She smiling gave him a very clear look that said I am 100 percent fed and rested. It was a very clear don't do anything stupid look. She'd kill him on reflex if he did. Carefully undoing one cuff but the other left. Hed be able to undo him self easily enough with the free hand.
She would use the time to be just out if harms way till he was deamed safe." I wish I could more easily trust mon lupe but I have not lived this long without hard lesson learned. Tho I will say that while it might not seem as such your words did reach me then. I was dealing with much and because I had to punish you for one wrong it was easy to add one not yours because the person whose wrong it was I couldn't hurt then. For that I do feel regret and hope you see my sincerity."
She hadn't out wide said sorry but it was close. Chidera wanted a friend and maybe now that he had seen her worse they could be clear with each other and he could be that person. When she felt safer she got closer" you offered friendship then if you still do then I will accept and do my hest to prove a better friend than torturer but I must admit I wanted to hear you scream very badly."
Smirking softly the light in her gaze changed to a slightly diffrent bit if hunger more than one way to skin a cat maybe.
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Post by Nobody on Mar 10, 2016 12:25:23 GMT
He was of a mind to rattle his bonds as she loosed one and backed away. It was childish and probably would have ended with him really going defan. So he held the childishness to a minimum. He doubted he would survive the prank. She was wary yet she was willing to risk. He was suddenly angry at the world that could do that to someone so powerful. She was no slouch and the heat she carried had nothing to do with her recent feeding. It was a weight even shielded he could feel it. It was one of the many ways he kept a gauge on who was who in his city. He loosed his still manacled arm and stood stretching feeling a little worse for it. Stupid muscle reknit not wrong just too much all at once it seemed. “Ain’t never axeing ya to trust me or anyone else. Dat be a fools bet. We both know if it came down to it you would saint me if ya need to and I would you. But we don’t need to so we gots nothing to worry or boude over." He smiled through the pain and went to her. It was clear he was far more healed than any noninfected human would be but even healed he wasn’t one hundred percent. The muscle had set and not been stretched so each step was painful and would be for awhile yet. " Friendship maybe mo if I can get myself back ta real. Fo now jus a grip and a promise I ain’t gone lie ta ya without tellin ya." Pain aside he raised his arms pulling her into a hug that was long overdue in his book. As he held her he whispered just barely audibly… “Lemme know who done dimmed the light in you and I will make his ass sorry to breathe.” |
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Post by Chidera on Mar 17, 2016 2:42:30 GMT
She watched him and when he walked she sighed he had been treated like a base criminal she felt somewhat guilty letting him hold her she snuggled in some it was almost comfort seeking A surprised laugh burst from her chest she could protect her self but here he was wanting to protect her." if your feeling strong enough a shift my help force the muscles to stretch ad loose and we have a huge meal for you after"
They had gotten a side of beef fresh and held it for him he could do raw or have it cooked as he liked she wast going to bribe him or try and coddle him it was just something she felt she owed but again not something hed ever hear." your men are running around in a panic looking for you"
finally releasing her hold on him looking up she was still a little shorter than him. Part of her wanted to warn him again on speaking with the snake but right now it was calm and not tense shed bring it up later. " i would like when you are healed if you would come back to play more fairly no chains no silver"
smiling up at him again it would be really hard to tell if you didnt know which of them was supposed to be the big bad wolf.
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Post by Nobody on Mar 22, 2016 6:52:54 GMT
He smiled the devilish grin that had won him more than one fair ladies favor. He wouldn’t push his luck too much but he was fairly enamored. There was no point in hiding that he was a huge flirt who followed through. "It work dat way but not really. I gotsta get used ta dis fore I shift. Udder wise da wolf might eat me a little. Only one win tween the two halves is the one that’s fed mo. So I gotsta feed dis half so its strong enuff to not only survive but win." He knew she was a professional but he also understood a part of her had either grwn accustomed to the inflictin of pain due her profession or had always been there he was a hopeful person and hitched his star on the former. He’d even dabbled with torture as a release for his darker impulses but was a hobbyist at best. Taking his mind away from where the wolf wanted to lead. To blood and pain and meat fresh raw meat he bent the drive towards something a lot more human. He took warmth from her eh relaxed into her scent. Breaking the grip when she did. "Dey get up in arms when I ghost sometimes. Dey be alright Edgar, Quantrell, or even Ida will eventually rein dem in unless dey reach out to a few of the old Krewe. Den I’m gonna haveta put my vacation on hold at least long enough to drop a line unless you’d be sweet nuff to let some of dem know I am around just laying low." Shrugging as he worked the angles in his head he knew it would take three weeks maybe four for any of the pups to try for his crown. He knew the pack as a whole would back his play minus a few bad seeds that needed to be kept in line. He knew however that if he wasn’t at his best one of the others might actually make a play. " I’d like ta play sometime but I gotsta lay low and put down a favor; I prob’ly shouldna axed." |
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