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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:41 pm
Herryk gave no thought to Titus and his venomous words. He stared after Freya for a few long moments. Even through the rage that rumbled just beneath the surface he could see the patch of missing feathers and the dark little noses that bobbed from within the hole the violated feathers had left behind.
He was moving after her within the span of seconds, his expression contorted by something that looked like guilt. Herryk would not have blamed his Freya for this. The blame fell on his broad, muscled shoulders. He'd warned her, yes, but he'd turned his back on her when she'd needed him. She'd been in danger, for Jack's sake.
Herryk's footsteps slowed as he came to the realization that he'd failed to protect Freya.
Again. Just like on the field trip, so many times.
"Freya..."
His voice was feeble and full of self-loathing, low in pitch despite his size. If she kept walking, Herryk wasn't sure what he'd do.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:47 pm
The only thing that stopped her from walking away was the sound of his voice. She couldn't see him anymore, so the over-sized, imposing form couldn't affect her judgement. His voice didn't sound angry, after all. She stopped, but she stayed where she was, her lip slipping up between her teeth. She wanted to warn him to take care with his words. She knew just how delicate the situation was - and she knew that he had no idea what power he held over their relationship right now.
"Careful, Herryk." She murmured as her head turned just slightly, so she could talk over her shoulder. "Just.. I don't knows what yehr about to tells me, but.."
Was it cheating to tell your boilfriend he had the ability to crush you with a word?
"Just be careful."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:55 pm
Herryk stifled a groan behind clenched teeth as his body slowly shifted and shrank back into a more decent size. One would think that the more often he increased in size, the easier it would get. Not the case -- each time Herryk found himself driven by rage to expand in height, the more it hurt when he returned to normal size. Almost limping, the draugr drew up to Freya. The ache burned in all of his joints, and it took everything Herryk could muster just to reach up and brush his fingers against Freya's tattered wing. Gently, ever-so-gently.
The sight of that caused another ache in his chest.
He listened quietly to her words before speaking a few of his own. Herryk's voice was taut with pain. Physical pain. Emotional pain.
"Herryk is sorry for not being there for Freya. It was ... it was only a few moments, but..." His voice broke and he clenched his jaw, eyes locked on the ground.
"This is Herryk's fault. And now Freya's wing.."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:11 pm
The touch against her torn wing was met with an instinctive wince, as the skin and muscles pulled up just slightly in defense. As soon as her body tolerated the feel of it, Freya sagged in relief.
His apologies were welcome, but unnecessary. And when she realized what he was apologizing for, her hackles rose just slightly regardless. She turned around, just as he looked down to the ground, and let out yet another sigh of relief when she saw him in his normal size. Her hands lifted, resting against his shoulders with a featherlight touch.
"Herryk. Looks at me." She bent her head down, trying to catch his gaze. "I really don't think yeh has much faith in me if yeh thinks I need yehr protection all the time. None of this is yehr fault. It's that stupid lump of meat yeh threw away somewhere." She still had no idea what had become of Titus. "But if all yehr goings teh tries teh do is tells me what to do, and who teh talks to, because yeh don't trusts I can take cares of myself.."
Her fingers tightened, just slightly, at his shoulders.
"Then we has a problem."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:23 pm
Herryk's eyes narrowed as his gaze met Freya's. How could he explain that the sight of another boil's hands on her incited a fury within him that he couldn't fight and he couldn't explain. It wasn't that he didn't have faith in her ability to protect herself. It was something more primitive than that, but Herryk didn't dare give voice to the feeling.
Herryk cleared his throat.
"Herryk knows that Freya can take care of ... of ..." No, that wasn't what he wanted to say.
"Herryk and Freya has -- have no problem. Herryk just... Herryk loves his Freya very much. More than anything. And.. Herryk has faith in Freya. He does. It is just that.." his mouth opened and closed a few times as he tried to figure out the right words to say. The words didn't come. Herryk gave a frustrated sound, leaned down, and kissed Freya. Though his arms ached, he lifted his hands to press against hers, capturing her hands between his shoulders and his cool palms.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:51 pm
Freya watched him carefully as he struggled to find the words, and listened. The edge of one side of her lips started to curl up helplessly, without her knowing it. She didn't want to smile, but her body reacted everytime she heard him tell her he loved her. There was no denying how it made her feel, even if she wanted to keep it under wraps. He stirred her heart and made her blood run hot, and fast; just from those simple, honest words.
And then he had to go and kiss her.
She sagged against him, every tension melting away the moment his lips touched hers. Her hands slid away from his and rose up, wrapping around his neck and holding herself up against him. It wasn't a fair response, because she couldn't remember what it was she was worried about anymore. She sighed against his lips, her lazy smile returning. She couldn't even feel the pain of her wing..
"No problems." She whispered lazily against his lips. Her eyes remained closed, but her expression was as giddy and blissful as the day he'd first kissed her.
It didn't take much to make her forget all her sorrows, as far as Herryk was concerned.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:10 pm
"It makes Herryk crazy," he whispered against her lips, oblivious to the fact that they were in a very public place. "It makes Herryk crazy to see another boil touch Freya like that." He bumped his forehead against hers, his eyes still closed. He sounded possessive, but Herryk was beyond caring.
The draugr was silent for a long, long moment before he opened his eyes.
"Freya's wing. Let Herryk get a better look. Herryk does not want to linger in this place for long, though." The very thought looked like it repulsed him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:33 pm
"Uh huh." She hazily responded, eyes still closed. "Crazy." She pulled him in, trying to get another kiss, but when he mentioned her wing, she finally opened her eyes. She didn't want to know what had happened, but she knew he needed some reassurance. Even as she turned around and pushed her hair back over her opposite shoulder, she looked back at him. Her expression was still a little foggy from his kiss.
"Is just feathers, Herryk." She murmured shakily. "They will grows back." Or a little rearranging would do the trick, once she got home. It was the sensitive sprain underneath that she was really worried about. She wouldn't be flying home today.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:56 pm
TG dusted off his hands, hoping off his seat as he ran his tongue between his sharp teeth. Popcorn. He could kill for a toothpick.
Moving over, he looked at the fallen boil and turned his head. "Right fun, that. So, exactly ..." He rolled his claws. "...what were you trying to get from that, cause if it was a punch to the face and being hurl across a room - good job." He flashed a smile and a thumbs up for achieving his goals. Honestly, demon to demon, he was just wondering what was the boil's angle. Clearly he didn't want Freya cause last he checked, that was SOOO not charming a ghoul's panties off.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:40 am
Titus continued to lounge on the floor making comfortable until the soreness of his landing passed. He had dealt with quite a bit of abuse but a forced flying lesson was a bit new. Pushing the chair off himself he propped his feet up on another looking up as a voice called his attention. His wicked smile returned, his eyes darting to the feathers his still held in one hand, the fingers of his other hand caressing them lightly. " Sometimes you got to put up with a little pain to have some fun." He twirled the feather lightly before sitting up to look at his new demon companion. " What's a little hurt when I know what buttons to push?" Now he had some fuel to work with, sweet dreams Herryk and Freya, Titus would probably see you sooner than you hoped.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:26 am
((OMG !! THANK YOU ; A ;!! That is so cute!! For some reason I thought I replied to this yesterday OTL I think I thought about replying to it and then got distracted. - Long story short I am sorry ; v ; <3)) "You know what? I think I'm tired of fighting so poorly,"Neil smiled from under that ribbon. His eyes lightened too it was clear that he was amused by what Amarus said. A hand extended and he ruffled her hair a little and then lowered the ribbon a little. "Then stop sucking," He gave her a teasing grin. As soon as the ribbon had gone down it was back up and the gimble wolf was coughing again. Peppermint... it was just too strong for his nose. Sobbing. Then there was sobbing. The gimblewolf turned to look over at Siobhan with a head tilt. She... didn't seem to be okay. It wasn't his style to run over and be all hug hug love love. Not at all. But he did find him self sticking his hands in his pockets and taking a seat infront the ghoul. The canine said nothing, only stared directly at her with a brow raised. Then he looked back up at Amarus like a dog unsure what to do with a new toy. What was he supposed to do? He pulled the ribbon down for a second, "Stop that," But he had to pull the ribbon back over his mouth. There was more coughing and hacking. Cheering up, it was hard when you usually rained on peoples parades. Neil was probably not the best choice to try to cheer some one up. Ana's comment didn't go unheard by the gimblewolf. Nothing was contributed to her question though because he truly did not know. Else where there seemed to be drama. It went mostly ignored though because Neil was so focused on trying to figure out why Siobhan was crying. Really, Neil was dense when it came to emotional problem solving. Usually he was the cause of a ghoul crying.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:56 am
Poor Neil. There was no understanding Siobhan's up and down again emotional roller coaster. The banshee sniffled and looked up from her self pity to regard the hacking and coughing gimblewolf. "Are you alright?" Siobhan asked with a shaky voice. "You seem unwell. Perhaps a cold?" The banshee lifted a hand and placed it on Neil's forehead. Like she hadn't been crying that whole time.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:56 am
"M-maybe we can go get help! Or something!" Anna did not want to spend the rest of her life under this table. It was kind of a gross table, too, with gum stuck on the bottom of it! Yech. Right. Anna moved into a crouch, then launched herself into an awkward, hunched-over sprint that brought her to Siobhan's side. As much as Anna herself didn't like it, the banshee's distress was giving her strength. "C'mon, Siobhan... we can go get help! There's all kinds of things here, surely we can find something!!"For his part, Shibey ambled over to Neil, looking unconcerned as peppermint shrapnel whizzed passed him. < You're the muscle, boil. Let's go. > OwO
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:58 am
Herryk would have happily killed Titus. Happily. The demon had been the source of most of Herryk's grief today and the draugr had the feeling that this day was only going to get worse from here on out.
He'd rather be holed up in Freya's dorm with her. That wasn't going to happen. With a grunt, Herryk traced a hand along Freya's collarbone, holding her hand to his chest with his other hand. He'd seen the little noses as they'd peeked back at him through the hole in his wings, and Herryk felt guilty that he'd ruined her shopping trip.
It had been a very frustrating day.
"Would Freya ... would Freya like to take a short trip with Herryk? After ... after all this, hmm?" It probably wasn't the best time to bring up his plans, but he had the best of intentions.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 11:09 am
The boils expression twisted in surprise. Siobhan was worried about him being sick? That .. actually kind of got a grin. Even if he thought it was stupid to worry about him when she had been crying moments before. He shook his head to assure her that he was fine. The strong scent of Peppermint was horrible, but he wasn't going to let that slow him. Specially when his friends needed him. Anna had joined them which got the gimblewolf turning his head so fast toward her you might think he got whiplash. The gimblewolf stared at the white haired ghoul a little shocked but then nodded. OwO Shibey... Oh yeah him. But the squeak toy was right. Neil was a monster after all. Strength went with the subgroup mostly. Very hesitantly, an arm wrapped around Siobhan and up she went. He was holding her like you would carry a baby. Anna, Amarus and Shibey got a brow lift as Neil waited for further instructions. More gingerbread and gum drops came flying their way but didn't seem to hit anyone. (( IF ITS NOT OKAY THAT I HAVE HIM HOLDING SIOBHAN I CAN CHANGE IT <3 ; v ; ))
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