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 Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 8:07 pm
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 8:12 pm
 Zane Colten
Zane set the boy down gently as he seemed to have passed out while he was carrying him. He pulled back his hood before reaching back into on of his many pockets and pulling out a small medkit. He took a moment to look over his wounded head one more time, touching his chin to turn his head, before opening the kit and going through the contents inside. He took out an antiseptic whip and opened it with his teeth before leaning over the boy and, carefully, beginning to clean the gash on his forehead.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 8:46 pm
 Maximum Sterling (Max)  Theme Song It was the wetness that woke him, the steady swipes making his brow wrinkle.. and his shoulders tense as the dredges of pain started to bite at his attention. Growling something rude under his breath he gave a groggy smack towards the source of that cold touch.. his behavior explained as he turned his head away to evade the cloth stubbornly. " .. nock't off, Stray.. Quit." When they were young, his cousin had a nasty habit of licking him in his sleep.. Max typically suffering a nightmare and his cousin simply trying to help ease him. Had he been having a nightmare? It took a moment, but images did come to mind.. Things shattering, blue hair.. a vague voice as it sang out rebelliously--
Max's snapped open only to close again in pain.. his vision dancing and twisting so badly that his stomach started to follow suit. Trying to control himself he sat up, immediately regretting it as something solid met his attempt.. and he ended up face first against what felt like a neck. Muscled, the scent was sweat and traces of.. leather? Who else did he know like that but Stray, and the thought had him relaxing his guard a little as he reached up to grasp the figure's other shoulder.. shamelessly using Zane to keep himself against his larger frame as the pain chased itself around in his skull. As silly as it was, he could hear the guy's heartbeat and it was.. comforting. By the gods, he really.. really hated pain, if he'd brought it on himself or not.. but that wasn't important right now. " .. Stray, black feathers.. took a kid. Damn magic using son of a--"
His rant ended on a hiss, Max letting his forehead drop against the neck that had previously hindered him. Maximum was a pain in the a** to most people, fine.. but that kid was his friend if he seemed like it or not, and he was actually pretty loyal to friends. His cousin was a Were, and a Were would have more of a chance against whatever that guy was that took Syl captive.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 9:10 pm
Zane Colten
Zane was a little more then surprised when Max jolted up right and even more so when he took a hold of him. The feeling wasn't entirely unpleasant but Zane tried to not let his mind stray to places it shouldn't when he was taking care of an injured teenager. The boy seemed to be mumbling nonsensically and Zane could only assume it had to do with his ordeal as well as the terrible knock to his head. He put one arm around the boy in a comforting fashion but it was mostly to keep him from falling. He didn't want him to hurt his head even more then it already was.
"Calm down," Zane said in a hushed tone, "Your alright now. You've banged your head pretty bad and you may have a concussion so you need to take it easy, alright?" Zane tried his best to speak quietly for the sake of Max's head as well as not to alarm him. He was all too aware of what a hit to the head could do and he quite personally didn't want to get socked again this week by someone he was trying to help.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 9:33 pm
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song That.. was not Stray. Though he didn't attempt to open his eyes again it was obvious by the way that his body tensed; Even with his mind so chaotic he had somewhat understood what the stranger was telling him. Only.. It. wasn't. Stray. Moving his hand along the male's shoulder he focused on composing himself even as his hand slid firmly against the stranger's throat.. fingers twitching as if fighting the urge to push on it. Concussion.. It made sense, certainly just trying to see hurt like hell so it was obvious decent damage had been done to his head. Likewise, even just sitting like this, his hip was throbbing.. and was no doubt black and blue by now. There were faint stings along his ribs and across his back, the skin chilled aside from where the stranger's arm pressed against it--
His shirt was gone. Gritting his teeth at the petty irritation it seemed to be the one thing that made him snap, leaning away from the guy as he started to feel around behind himself for any hint of the fabric.. Unwilling to be any more at Zane's mercy than absolutely necessary. His answer, when it came, was clipped.. mature, yet somehow extremely childish as he turned his head to the side with a slightly arrogant tilt. " I'm always alright, how long was I down?" honestly.. he still wasn't entirely sure what had or hadn't happened.. but he was not going to sit still and be pampered like some sort of air head either.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 10:02 pm
Zane Colten
Zane felt himself tense as Max's hand traveled up his shoulders and to his neck. He knew the boy was a bit dazed but this was starting to feel a bit awkward and a small voice in the back of his head made him wonder if the kid was going to grab of hold of his neck. As if to answer this thought Max suddenly pulled away with a less appreciative comment. Zane raised his eyebrow as he heard this, his full expression hid behind his shades, "You're welcome."
Zane took time to look over Max's movements, noting when he flinched and where to see what was actually hurting him. The kid was banged up pretty bad but mostly he needed a good rest. A hospital probably couldn't do him an harm either but as stubborn as he appeared to be with him he doubted if he'd see a doctor. "You've been out for an hour or so. You need stitches. I have the tools with me but if you want to see a professional I can surely point you in the right direction," Zane said in an almost sarcastic tone. He truly hoped someone would be grateful for once that he'd come to help them. He was really getting tired of this.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 10:47 pm
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song Any answering sarcasm was promptly bit back at that simply given phrase.. and some of the ire faded from his posture. He really hadn't stopped to think about it, but the obvious answer was.. he had in fact just ripped into a guy that was trying to help. Still trying, from the offer he gave next.. Inhaling slowly Max held it, counting down from ten, then let the breath go with a long sigh; Trying to focus on the events that lead up to this point. He provoked a guy to test himself, got himself thoroughly beaten in the process, and then the guy was taken by.. someone. After that, it was just the feeling of floating and a harsh chill against his back.. no doubt him being carried and then placed here.
Curling his fingers into the neck of the guy's shirt, considering the material strong enough to offer some hint of support, he lifted his other hand to his forehead pensively.. rubbing his uninjured temple as if it could ease the ache. " .. I.. am sorry." The words felt awkward on his tongue, but.. sincere in their stumbled way. He'd been put firmly in his place twice now, and frankly his pride had gone the way of his shirt: shredded and missing. It was not a pleasant thing to know, by any accounts, but.. He wasn't the sort to whine over spilt milk for very long.
" I'm in your debt.. but are you an idiot?" How he managed to sound concerned while saying that.. well, it was just Max's talent to be rude and gentle at the same time. Letting go of the man's neckline he instead turned his hand over, thumping Zane's chest blindly with his knuckles as if making sure he was paying attention to his words. " I can't protect you like this, and if that thing comes back.." He really wasn't worried about himself, in this shape it was pointless, but this stranger was just trying to help.. How in the hell would he keep the guy safe if he was like this? Another low sigh escaped, this one resigned, as he settled the matter for himself. " Just run, it isn't safe here."
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 11:22 pm
Zane Colten
Zane seemed to relax a bit as Max apologized to him and he almost felt relieved until the boy verbally slapped him in the face with the rest of his comments. A small twitch could almost be seen behind his dark shades as he sat there and listened to what he could translate as a load of crap. How hard did this kid hit his head? Zane was so shocked with irritated he didn't reacted for the longest time but he felt a strong urge to sock Max one but respectfully held it back due to the boy already being injured.
He looked away for a moment as if to sort out his thinking before glancing back to Max, "Okay one, I can take care of myself alright? I picked you butt off the sidewalk if you'll recall." Zane gestured with his fingers to emphasize his words. He had a habit of doing this when he was very passionate about what he was saying or very irritated. This conversation could go either way. "And two... have you even looked around yet," Zane leaned forward as he spoke, his words pointing out how extremely far they were from Max's previous location. Not just horizontally, but vertically. The wind picked up as if to prove Zane's point that they were up on a high rooftop and far away from the alley.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 12:02 am
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song " Right.. because it is obviously a good idea to pick up strangers and haul them.." The wind whistled, sending a chill down his spine, and Max paused.. Listening for familiar sounds. When nothing came, he waved his hand in a frustrated gesture.. Unaware that he had almost clipped Zane's chin with the absent movement. " .. to a random as hell place." As for 'looking around'.. he wasn't going there, being reminded of his current disability just agitated him that much more. Oddly enough though, he wasn't mad about getting snapped at.. His temper seemed more focused on the 'I can handle everything' attitude this guy seemed to be putting off in waves.
Turning his head towards what he assumed was Zane's direction he folded his arms over his chest.. and cracked only his left eye open slowly, studying the man with a direct stare. Only the way his fingers dug into his arms gave away just how much it hurt to do it.. but he'd never admit it, gazing at those stoic shades with his own frank expression. " I thought I was doing fine too, see how that turned out? Don't snap at me for caring, idiot." Zane.. had been a lot closer than he'd anticipated when he managed to focus his gaze, but the surprise was there and gone again far too quickly for most to notice.. Why he was even arguing with this guy was beyond him, but he couldn't seem to help it. It seriously bothered him that he was acting so reckless. " So.. I'm Max, now back off and let me figure out how to return the favor before I'm tempted to throttle you." He was serious about owing him a debt, after all.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 12:44 am
Zane Colten
Zane's head flew back as he was nearly smacked by Max. The kid never ceased to irritate him but he couldn't bring himself, in all good conscience, to leave him here on the roof. No matter how much he felt like it at this very moment. He's had a few ungrateful damsels in distress in his day but this kid took the cake. He was half tempted to knock him out just to shut him up if he wasn't worried about the concussion.
"Okay," Zane said with a rather condescending tone, "And while your injuring yourself trying to meekly strangle the life out of me, why don't you shut up and listen for a sec ya paranoid little weirdo." Zane finally put the now dried up antiseptic wipe back in the medkit before turning back to Max and speaking to him frankly, "This isn't some random place. This is my stomping grounds. The perimeter's marked and no one sees better then me. And as for snapping at you for caring? Look who's talking. Now shut up, sit still, and let me clean. Your damn. Wound."
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 1:15 am
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song Behave.. behave.. beha-- " Riiight, paranoia.. I'd forgotten the Neanderthal's term for 'Survival Instinct'." To be fair, that dry toned sass was not entirely his fault at this point.. But he really had tried to keep it in. And Max.. really was just not good at handling Men. Why couldn't he have been saved by cute little sidekick of some sort.. At least then he'd be able to enjoy the view. This guy was just.. What had been meant as a last, temperamental, glance towards Zane slowed; actually looking at the guy before he resigned himself to blindness once again. He wasn't that bad.. if you were into the stone-headed hero types. He was fit at least, and it hadn't been that annoying before the guy started talking..
A mixture of shock and annoyance filled him as he realized he was actually checking the brute out, his brow twitching painfully as he closed his eye and turned his chin away.. Not quite resigning himself to Zane's request to shut up, but staying silent for the moment. It was just the blow to the head, he really wouldn't notice or worry about this guy when he mended.. right? More annoyed at himself at this point he opened his mouth, hesitated.. then closed it again.. Actually brooding as he waited for the guy to do his thing.
Only.. it really didn't last. After a short silence he let his arms drop, using them to brace his weight to the side as his head started to swim again. " Who are you, anyway..?"
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 1:50 am
Zane Colten
Zane bit back a response to Max's Neanderthal comment as he riffled through the medkit once more and pulled out a fresh antiseptic wipe. He swore if this kid wasn't in danger of passing out and going into a coma he wouldn't even bother. If the boy was healthy and talk to him like that he'd shove an arrow right up his... The blond was drawn from his rather violent thoughts but Max's unusually innocent question. "Zane, Zane Colten," He said rather formally as he removed the wipe from it's packet and reached out slowly to begin cleaning the wound again as well as removing the dried blood from Max's face. The reason for his slow motions as because he didn't particularly want to get swatted at again if he started him as he noticed Max had a bit of trouble with his sight.
As Zane did his work he let his eyes drift down over Max's exposed chest noting his scraps and bruises, or at least at first. The kid was torn up to be sure but underneath the mess he wasn't that bad looking. That is if you can get over the loud annoying thing attached to his shoulders. Zane shook his head. Nope, not worth it.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 2:23 am
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song Zane, huh.. Letting him work was difficult at first, but it kept him out of trouble.. his teeth clenched too tightly to risk any more rude comments from escaping. It wasn't that it hurt overly much, compared to how he already felt it was actually kind of pleasant, but it came back to the 'blind and distrustful' issue. After a bit of time however he did start to relax, getting used to it.. if still a little wary of this 'Zane'. " Sterling." He'd given his last name, it was only polite to do the same.. He had serious doubts as to if they would even meet again so what was the harm?
" .. You said I needed stitches, I'd rather you do it. Hospitals ask too many questions, and I can't.. focus right now." It'd close the wound, and this guy would get to vent some of his obvious dislike by sticking him with a needle a few times.. Max considered it a fair enough trade. And.. a small penitence for failing so brilliantly earlier. Syl would be fine because he had that power on his side, and because if that creature had wanted to kill him he would have done it in the alley.. But it still didn't sit right that he'd let the boy be taken without even a small fight. Nothing would change it now, either way. And of course.. he'd have to find somewhere to lay low until the bulk of his wounds healed. Avoid the cousin's radar, avoid the idiots he'd pissed off earlier..
His attention shifted towards Zane, curious.. and bold as per his usual nature. " Lend me a blanket and a secure piece of roof.. just for tonight? I can't go back looking like this" He wouldn't kick up a fuss about sleeping inside, he'd roughed it before, but it was actually pretty smart to hang out on someone else's marked turf.. with permission of course.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 2:48 am
SylviePrima Zane Colten
Zane disposed of the dirty cloth before running his gloved fingers through short blond hair, "It's going to hurt. I don't have anything to give you for that. And your going to have to lay down and keep your squirrely a** still." This comment, unlike the others, was not said sarcastically but almost in playful tone as if it was Zane's natural behavior and the commentary was not meant as an insult but more of a friendly tease. Zane had had a bit of time to calm down since Max was now talking to him like a person and not like a child and he was mostly concentrating on mending the kid's head.
He took out some medical thread and unwrapped a sterile needle that he seemed to have plenty of spares of. It seemed a severe injury was common to Zane and any quick look inside his medkit would show that there wasn't exactly band-aids inside. Zane had to patch himself up on a regular occasion and was quite skilled at doing so. He prepared the two items he had removed from the kit as he turned his attention back to Max, "It wouldn't be very bright of me to do all this work only to have you wonder off with such an injury. The last thing I want to do is prove that 'idiot' remark of yours right. In fact since you wont go to a hospital I insist that you stay so I can keep an eye on your concussion."
Through his sarcasm and jokes, Zane seemed to genuinely care about Max's condition. Even with the insults and the hateful remarks that seem to set off his temper which was masked cleverly by sarcastic remarks he still wanted to help instead of merely dumping the kid off at the nearest clinic which he could of done from the start and saved himself a lot of trouble and effort.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 10:39 am
Maximum Sterling (Max) Theme Song " .. I've always considered myself more of a Fox than a Squirrel." Though he hadn't meant to, he'd responded in kind towards Zane's light hearted order.. Falling back on old habits since he couldn't quite keep his focus on being 'mad'. He hadn't honestly gotten a good look at the guy, enough to fill in the blanks of course but any fine details were still blurred.. and he was tired. Off handed flirting was a simple and vague way to avoid any more friction between the two of them.
Doing as he'd been told he started to lay back, pausing as the cold cement pressed against his lower back and made him shudder at the sensation. Cold, hurt, and slightly frustrated.. First stop was going to be a bar after this night was over, hands down. Forcing himself to lay down the rest of the way he casually folded his arms over his ribs, fingers locking together firmly.. as if to show he would keep himself still during the process. Pain or no. " Fair point, you'd diffidently be at a loss if I died anyway.. Either way, thank you."
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