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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 8:36:33 GMT -5
The moment Michelle jumped out of the trailer Evory took off, flapping higher and higher and taking a perch in a nearby tree. Michelle was moving around too much right now and he was struggling to keep his balance. He look on in jealousy as Michelle embraced her new human friend and and he fluffed his wings and tucked them tighter, keeping an eye on the other strangers, ready to attack if they got so much as close to her.
Michelle felt a rush as Lancelot hugged her even tighter and stayed close to him as he let her go. He then introduced Christopher and Michelle smiled sweetly at him, extending her hand to greet him but he pulled her closer and hugged her. She smiled and said it was a pleasure to meet him and returned to Lancelot's side. Lancelot then continued and introduced Theodore and mentioned how long they have known each other by now. She smiled and once again extended her hand, hoping he would just casually shake her hand but instead he did a customary French greeting and softly kissed her hand. He looked up and winked at Michelle and she promptly blushed but she also knew he must have been teasing Lance. //Boys,,,// They suddenly started wrestling and Theo was chasing Lance when Michelle stepped closer to Chris,
Will you quickly help me unload Alice please?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 8:49:34 GMT -5
 He can see through you
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Chris nodded and he went with Michelle to the back of the truck and being a player as soon as they were alone her grabbed her and started to kiss her not caring if she protested, he forced her into kissing him.
Lancelot came back and then teased Theo once more when he heard a sudden scream coming from the truck. Lancelot dashed for the back of the truck.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 9:00:55 GMT -5
Chris agreed with a friendly expression and Michelle smiled at him with an expression of thanks and followed him to the back of the truck. He was rather nice and she could understand why Lance was friends with him. She rounded the corner and Chris was just standing there and she smiled a little confused as he just stared at her. She wonderedwhat he saw, maybe there was dirt on her face. She quickly stroked her cheeks but didn’t feel anythign out of place and now her smile faded as he came closer and closer. She tried to duck out to her right but he caught her and yanked her back, ripping her shirt. Fear leaked into her heart and she screamed Lancelot’s name out loud but she could only get the first three syllables out before Chris forced himself on her, pressing his lips against hers and touchign her body all over as he pressed her into the back of the trailer. Evory freaked out immediately and swooped down, claws extended and screeching. Chris jumped back from Michelle just as Evory scratched his face with his claws. Michelle wiped her mouth, fury evident in her eyes she slapped him as hard as she could…
Just in time Lance rounded the corner of the truck and Michelle ran to him. Evory swooped down and came to perch protectively on Michelle’s shoudler.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 9:15:22 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot cam eto the back of the truck to see that Michelle's shirt was torn and that Chris had a hand mark on his cheek and a claw mark on the other, he knew Chris did something he didn't want to and he helped Michelle out, Theo started to unlock the bike and pushed it out, he asked Michelle to leave so that Lance could just calm down, Theo begged her to leave as he saw the look Lancelot's face...
Lancelot growled very lowly at Chris and his eyes turned to his werewolf form, he asked in a very deep voice that they should leave, just as the bike was out of the truck and Theo scurried away, trying to get Chris to go with him but the dumb guy just stood there. They both knew Lancelot is a werewolf and they could get seriously hurt, but Chris still stood still. "CHRIS!!! LEAVE NOW!!!" Lancelot shouted in his almost werewolf voice and snapped at Chris, suddenly Chris left and they both got out of the truck, Lancelot turned back to normal, and gave Theo a hand shake and said goodbye. Theo and Chris left there as fast as the truck could. As soon as they were gone, Lance started to make his way to the little bit of forest that was near his house. There was a lake in the forest and Lance usually went there to clear his head... Back inside the house Luther asked Michelle to leave him alone for a while so that he can cool down. He might be out for a long time.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 9:51:20 GMT -5
Most of all Michelle was comforted by Evory sitting on her shoulder and she stroked him with a shaking hand, standing close to Lance's side until she felt his own anger rising. He helped her down from the trailer and Theo jumped up, telling her to rather leave and she nodded with a sullen expression. Michelle looked up at Lance but regretted it instantly. He looked so mad that it scared her and quickly she ran to the house, holding Evory tight. Not a single tear fell from her eyes though as she had promised to never cry again when she was thirteen. She looked over her shoulder as they unloaded her bike and she slowed to a walk and disappeared into the house.
Inside Michelle found Luther who came to stand by her side and put a hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner. Evory instantly attacked and Michelle apologized but Luther smiled and said he understood. Michelle stroked Evory,
"I'm alright boy, calm down..."
Luther turned to the window and watched Lance leave. Michelle saw it as well and Luther explained,
"Don't go after him. He needs to clear his mind. he'll come back."
Michelle nodded and returned to her room. For the first time she could actually look at it. It was on the second floor and had the most exquisite furniture and linen and she couldn't resist touching the bed. Her room had an en-suite and she was pleased to find a lovely rounded bathtub and an outside shower with one-way glass. She preferred the bath though and nighttime was nearing. She desperately needed to relax and get her mind off of what had happened and decided to take a long bath. She opened a window and sat Evory down on the windowsill. He tilted his head and looked at her as if asking her a question and she smiled and answered,
"I'm just going to take a bath. I'll be alright."
He seemed to nod his approval and took off into the air. Michelle gathered all her things and started to run the tap...
When the water was full enough she got in, having added bubble bath the scent was lovely and almost instantly relaxed her. Laying her head back she put on some relaxing music and closed her eyes...
When she was done bathing, Michelle dried her hair and put on her summer pajamas. The house was still eerily quiet and she had hoped Lance would be back by now. Searching out Luther she asked if he had seen Lance and he only shook his head. She sighed and walked over to the living room and fell down in one of the comfortable chairs. She found one of Lance's books and started to read, losing all track of time and soon she fell asleep with her legs curled up and the book on her chest...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 10:08:27 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot changed into his wolf form and trodded along the lake, just to clear his head from everything that happened. He then heard some hunters, saw a girl, helped a guy and got shot in the side.
[/url] THE NEXT MORNING [/size][/center] Lancelot made his way back to his house, the sun just peeking over the horizon, he morphed back into a human and put on the pants he carried in his mouth. His wound suddenly started to bleed again. Sweety just lay there on the porch giving a whine, and Lancelot rushed past her. As he entered the house, he saw Michelle on the couch with his favorite book on her chest, he wanted to help her to her bed but stumbled a bit and felt a sharp pain in his side he, then made his way to his room, suddenly Luther appeared and asked him what happened. Lancelot gave him a vicious look and said that Luther should leave him alone and that nobody should disturb him today. Luther just nodded and walked away. He saw Michelle on the couch and went into the kitchen and started to make breakfast. Lancelot walked into his room, threw the door shut but it didn't close all the way. Suddenly he felt light headed and fell onto his bed and blackness over powered his head and he fell asleep on his stomach.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 10:22:06 GMT -5
Michelle awoke to the sound of footsteps and groaned with the new-found pains in her back and neck from sleeping on the couch all night. She lifted the book from her chest and closed it and put it back on its place. Wiping her eyes she stifled a yawn and took a moment to regain her bearings. Remembering where she was and that Lance had been gone for a long time she jumped when she heard him ordering Luther to leave him alone. Just after she heard a door slamming closed and wondered what had happened that he could still have been angry enough to slam a door. She was almost too scared to go look, but got up and went anyway. His door wasn't closed completely and she saw him stagger adn fall onto his bed and gasped,
"Luther!"
Within moments he had blacked out and Michelle saw the blood puddle forming underneath him, staining the white linens. Luther came running and Michelle forgot about her fear and went in,
"Go get the medic kit! Quickly!"
He did so and Michelle got onto the bed and turned him over onto his back. A nasty looking bullet wound was glowing and bleeding red just under his right rib and she quickly applied pressure. Luther came rushing back with the medic kit and Michelle mentioned for him to keep the pressure...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 10:45:00 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot started to dream of a beautiful flower field, and he saw Michelle running up to him and as he tried to catch her he felt a deep pain in his side... His eyes shot open as he looked down to see Michelle and Luther busy working on him and he jumped straight out under them, avoiding the pain, when it suddenly hurt more than before he fell over onto his knees and just sat there for a moment as sweat pearls started to form on his forehead. He looked up at Michelle and asked. "What...Ugh...What are you doing?" Luther knew that Lancelot wasn't going to hold still for them to take the bullet out so he filled a syringe up with some sleeping medicine and when Lancelot wasn't looking he poked the thing into his neck and injected the sleeping medicine into him. Lancelot felt a sharp pain in his neck, stood up and said sleeply. "This...Hurts..." and gave Michelle a last look before blacking out again onto the bed luckily.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 11:35:38 GMT -5
Suddenly Lancelot's eyes shot open and Michelle literally jumped down from the bed as fury seeped into his eyes. She looked over to Luther for confirmation and help but he seemed calm and she looked back to Lance who suddenly looked to have even more pain and fell to his knees. She wanted to run to him, to comfort him but the anger and pain that swam in his eyes scared her. He looked up at her and asked her through his pain what she was doing. Shock still affected her thoughts and quite obviously she stated,
"You've been shot, let us help you."
Michelle saw Luther filling an injection and she kept Lancelot's attention on her. It worked and Luther quickly injected the fluids into his neck and Michelle took a few steps back. Luther seemed so calm that she couldn't help but think this wasn't the first time it had happened. Lance stood up and the fluids seemed to take their toll quickly. He staggered, not able to finish his sentence and fell onto the bed, luckily. Michelle waited a small moment longer, making sure he was asleep and poked his arm. He didn't move and she shared a look with Luther for a small moment and instantly they set to work. He was lying on his back and Michelle crawled all the way to his head and placed his head on her lap, stabilizing him for what was to follow...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 12:19:57 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot felt a soft touch before he drifted into a sudden sleep, he asumed it was Michelle touching him. His dreams came back and he enjoyed every second of it.
A FEW HOURS LATER
Lancelot's eyes shot open and saw that the sun was starting to set. He tried to sit up but when he felt the pain that wanted to kill him he saw the bandage and stood up slowly, stumbling a bit but grabbed the dresser for support, he walked to the mirror and saw that the bandage wrapped around his whole body, and his old scar was showing, embarrassed he knew Michelle saw it and in embarrassment he placed his hand over his stomach. He wasn't proud of that scar. He then felt how cold his hand was and he just wanted the bandage of and searched for the part where it started, he got hold of it and started to unwrapped it. He also saw a plaster in his neck and ripped the thing clean off. Leaving a red spot, that didn't hurt at all.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 12:52:26 GMT -5
The operation hadn't taken too long but Lancelot had lost a lot of blood and Michelle worried about him. He'd been sleeping all day long and groaned somewhat in his sleep. For long she sat there with him with his head in her lap and stroked his hear, wiping his forehead with a wet cloth every now and again, but she couldn't stay there the whole day and left to go get herself a cup of coffee. She absently sipped the hot liquid and looked out the window when she hears a shuffle in his room.
Opening the door she saw him trying to take the bandage off and was somewhat amazed that he was up already. Walking in with purpose in her stride she spoke,
"Hey sleepyhead."
She walked up to him and took the bandage from his hand, not leaving him an option to remove it she put it back in place and placed a hand on his chest softly,
"It's better if you leave the bandage on. You were hurt really bad."
She pushed him softly but just enough so he fell back onto the bed and she sat next to him,
"What happened Lancelot?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 13:03:45 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot suddenly heard a soft voice behind him and a hand that took the bandage from his hand. He didn't register who it was his head a little bit hazy and he didn't know what to do next, but as soon as the hand softly touched his chest and pushed him backward his knees felt weak under him and he sat down with a thump. The angel came and sat near him, he couldn't say anything... His head was very fuzzy. He heard she asked him what happened and he felt a pain shot through his side again, and he slowly turned and lay down again on his back, seeing his old scar very much exposed he pulled a sheet over his upper exposed body and looked away from the angel that sat on his bed.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 14:17:51 GMT -5
Michelle had to admit she was surprised that Lancelot didn’t try to argue with her when she replaced the bandage. His skin felt lovely beneath her hands as she secured it in place and he looked dazed. She smiled sweetly at him and when she pushed him softly backwards he sat down without any protest whatsoever. Michelle worried a little about this. He seemed very pale in comparison to his usually tanned skin. A big scar crossed his stomach and Michelle has seen it earlier when Luther removed the bullet from Lancelot. The bandage he wore now didn’t cover it either and she was tempted to touch it.
Still he didn’t say anything and Michelle softly and delicately removed the hair that fell across his eyes. He flinched and Michelle drew back in alarm, afraid that she might have hurt him and looked at him with pained eyes, hurt flowing through her at seeing him this weak. He turned and slowly laid down, obvious pain written into his facial features. Michelle stayed close to him, feeling very protective and softly stroked his cheek but he didn’t seem to notice and pulled the covers over him to cover up his scar. He must feel embarrassed about it. He looked away from her and Michelle scooted closer to him and took his cheek and turned his face back to her. She was smiling sweetly and spoke in a soft voice,
“Don’t cover it up. It’s beautiful.”
Michelle could no longer fight the urge and her hands slipped under the covers and sweetly caressed his chest and then his stomach where the scar was. She loved how it felt under her hands and hoped he didn’t mind…
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 14:31:43 GMT -5
He can see through you
regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
Lancelot didn't know what to do, he was himself on the inside but on the outside he felt like someone else. His head was starting to clear up. Michelle took his cheek in her hands, he knows he hasn't shaved in a few days so he hoped it wasn't to rough for her soft touch. She turned his face toward her and she told him not to cover up his scar when suddenly her hand was under the covers and caressed his chest and moving slowly downward to his scar, she said it was beautiful and he allowed her to touch it, no one has ever touched the scar, only the doctor who stitched it did and Luther who help keep the wound clean. He lift his hand up and placed it on top of her hand on his stomach, he hated feeling this weak and when he suddenly wanted to stand up to show he's fine. "My...My throat is a little dry, why do you like my scar so much, it's hideous." He said with a slight whisper.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 14:49:17 GMT -5
Michelle giggled at the rough feel of his beard under her hand as she held his cheek. He had obviously not shaved in quite a while and she loved how it felt. When she moved down his chest though she could tell he disapproved at first but then a little moment later he seemed okay with it. He tensed when she touched the scar though and she wondered absentmindedly how he had gotten it. He lifted his hand and placed it on hers and a pleasurable shock flowed up her arm at his touch. It was both delicate and rough at the same time and she smiled when he looked at her. He spoke in a soft whisper, mentioning that his throat was dry and then asking her why she liked his scar. She placed her finger over his lips and stood up and disappeared for a short moment and returned with a glass of water. She scooted onto the bed next to him and lifted his head onto her lap again and handed him the glass.
“I like scars because they tell stories of where we’ve been and who we used to be. It’s like a part of one’s history engraved into you for the rest of your life. Even if it might have come from something bad it is a sign of healing. Your history can never be completely erased, but it can remind you of how much you’ve grown since then.”
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