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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 1, 2009 22:02:46 GMT -5
"What'd he do?" Hayven asked, his brows creasing in concern at the suddenly serious mood their conversation had taken on. "And why'd he leave. Is Aynon back yet?" he asked, feeling like he'd missed so much even though he'd only being gone a couple of days.
"Not technically, but if you need someone to talk to, I'm here." he said, squeezing her hand gently in a comforting manner. "Now..lets see what were dealing with here." he said, putting his hands on the bottom of the dress but not making any move to lift it up. Deciding he'd better warn her first, Chase softly said, "Now Stephen, I know this is going to be uncomfortable for you, but I'm going to have to have you take the dress off in order to treat you." He always handled himself professionally, and he tried his best to treat this incident like anything else despite how closely involved he was to the offender.
"Yeah, thats one word for it." Aynon said, smiling. "So, are you any good at combat. I've never seen you fight before, and I don't particularly like the idea of you in hand to hand combat with anyone, let alone a trained soldier, but they seem to believe at one point or another you'll be put in a position where combat training will be neccessary." Aynon said, knowing damn well he wasn't ever going to let her out onto the battle field.
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Post by Milk on Jul 1, 2009 22:13:39 GMT -5
"No, Aynon's not back yet...Damon...did to Stephen fully what Zhadist almost did to me," she said softly. "He was drunk. I don't think he knew what he was doing...It looked like Zhadist had beat the crap out of her again...When I woke up that's how she looked anyways..." She felt sick again.
Stephen looked at the hand and nodded, feeling mildly comforted. She nodded and pulled off the flimsy gown. "Okay...Treat me," she mumbled, feeling stupid if she just sat their awkwardly. She was silent for a few moments, before confiding in him. He just had that trustworthy air about him. "I really liked Damon, you know?" she said, wiping her eyes again. "I trusted him...I don't think I can ever trust him again...And I feel like my aunt was right when she said I wasn't good enough because I was ugly and fat and..." She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "I need to get a lot of cats if I'm going to be lonely all my life." SHe laughed at the end, wiping and then hiccuping. Without the flimsy gown, Chase would see how small she was. She was surprised Damon hadn't commented on it. She wasn't healthy. You couldn't see her bones, no, but she was definitely underweight.
"I can beat the shit out of someone kick-boxing style," she answered, then hesitated. "On a WII." She smiled innocently. No fighting abilities, though she was athletic.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 1, 2009 22:30:43 GMT -5
"Oh god...." Hayven said, pulling her into another embrace. "I knew he'd be a wreck after I died and all, but chirst...." Hayven kissed the top of her forehead, trying to figure out the right words to say. "Poor Stephen...." Looking down at Colby, he saw a look in her eyes that made him pause. "Colby....please don't hate Damon. What he did was wrong....very wrong, but when all that life show's you is cruelty, thats all you eventually know. I was lucky, I found you." he said, kissing her again. "But Damon...he's been lost for a long time." He needed her to to not hate his brother, because Damon was inevitably part of Hayven whether he liked it or not. They were brothers, maybe not by blood, but in ever other sense that counted.
Chase took in the sight of her, handling it with the ease of a professional. He'd seen cases like this before, but most like these had been from wives who were brutalized by their husbands. He also couldn't help but take not of how thin she was, and judging from the slightly faint marks on her hands caused by jamming her hand down her throat, also suffering from bulimia among other things. "Stephen....how much do you eat on a regular day?" Chase asked, wanting to keep her mind off the whole rape incident while she was naked in front of him. He would talk to her about it, but only when she was fully clothed and not sprawled out vulnerable and naked in front of him.
Aynon laughed, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. As my queen, I'll see to it you're fully protected at all times. There'll be no need for you to be trained in physical combat." He assured her, glancing at her plate. "Would you like some more food? I'm sure one of the servants would bring you one if I asked." he offered.
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Post by Milk on Jul 1, 2009 22:39:50 GMT -5
Colby looked up at him as he spoke. She was silent while she mused over his words and the things that Stephen had been put through. Finally, she sighed. "It still makes me sick to my stomach, but I don't hate your brother," she murmured. "But the revulsion could be just cause I'm pregnant and hormonal...Okay, no, but it'll go away eventually once it's just a fact, right?" She was talking about the raping, not his brother. She didn't hate Damon for his actions, but she was made sick to her stomach at the thought of it.
Stephen thought for a few moments. "You know, I haven't had a healthy meal in almost a week." That's cause there hadn't been much food around in the past weeks. "So not much lately...Normally I eat a lot of salad..." Okay, small lie. "I'm very healthy." She didn't want to be monitored for food too.
"I'm fine," she answered and smiled happily. "I'm stuffed, in fact." Caryssa looked up at him, worry on her face. "Hey, be safe for me...If we're going to do this, I don't want a king whose injured." She meant this as a joke.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 1, 2009 23:13:06 GMT -5
"It should." Hayven said, brightening up. "But enough serious talk. This should be a happy moment- I'm alive, your alive, we're reunited." he said, kissing her again affectionately and then sucking on her earlobe. "You know what I wish." he whispered in her ear, his tone both sensual and humorous at the same time. "I wish we could go back to the pool in the mansion, and try and relive the first time we made love." shifting so the he was on the bed beside her, he put his hand on her belly, rubbing the swollen area where he knew the three of their children were growing. "But I can wait- we'lll have plenty of time after theese three troublemakers decide they want to come out." he laughed, looking down at her belly. "So, I was thinking, we should probably get married before the children are born, so when we do take a few days off from parenting, we can go on our honeymoon and take full advantages of all the props it offers." he said, a wide smile on his face. He already felt like Colby's husband even though they hadn't been formally married, so he wasn't really concerned with when the wedding took place besides the whole timming with children thing. No preist or official ceremony was going to make him see her any differently, she was already his world. "But, you know, my buddy chase did give me an idea." A mischevious grin spread across his face as he sat up in a playful official manner. His voice was higher as he said, "Miss, as your doctor, I have a right to explore any part of your body that I want."
"Stephen, as your doctory, you'd be smart not to lie to me if you want me to help you." he said, a small amount of dissaproval in his voice as he spread her legs slightly so he was able to see the extent of the damage Damon had done. He'd tried to warm his hands as much as he could before,but he imagined they were probably still cold against the more sensitive areas of her body.
He laughed, joking back at her, "While, how am I supposed to protect you if I get myself injured!" Before he could continue, one of the elves came in again, bowing to the both of them before speaking. "The commander in miiliatary combat and training requests your prescense, my lord and my lady." Aynon nodded, following the man while making sure Caryssa was following before being escorted to a large room full of elven men of all different ages, each bearing battle scars on their faces or bodies. "Hello." the eldest man said, bowing to the both of them. "It is an honor, my lor and my lady, to finally meet the two of you." "As is it for the both of us." Aynon said, motioning for the man to rise. As the commander got back to his feet, he cleared his throat as if meeting the two of them had moved him to tears. "The reason I requested an audience with the both of you was to approve military strategy with you-" he said, turning to the king, "And go over healing techinques with you-" he said, turning to the queen. "My lord, we plan for you to lead the main assult on the capital. As for you, my lady, we hope that you will head the hospital for those of us that succumb to injury during battle."
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Post by Milk on Jul 1, 2009 23:20:15 GMT -5
Colby nodded. "Yeah, I'm good with that. Marriage before the children," she agreed, kissing his cheek and smiling softly. She watched his face light up with mischeif and giggled as he lowered himself. "Oh, doctor, I'm really aching right here," she said and pointed to one of her lumps. "And here," she said, pointing to her inner thigh. "And here," this time at her neck. "Can you help me?"
She let out a soft noise as he probed her and checked her damage out. She sighed and nodded, and filled him in on her dietery habbits. They were downright awful.
Caryssa nodded to the commander and paid attention. She nodded again at the healing techniques thing, but all she knew was 'touch a person, they get healed.' That seemed to work all fine and dandy, but she passed out if she did something extensive. "I'd be happy to help you."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 1, 2009 23:53:44 GMT -5
"Well, miss, " Heroine said in the most serious tone he could manage, which wasn't serious at all, "How about I start at the top and work my way down." he said, biting his lower lip as he clinbed ontop of her. "Well, now, this neck of yours looks painfully delicious- let me take care of that for you." Leaning over her, he lowered his lips down to her neck, moving his tongue in an erotic back and forth motion in between playful bites to add a little edge to the pleasure. "Any better?" he asked, doing his best to hold his hands away from her body and failing miserably.
Once Chase had thoroughly examined her, he waited till she was dressed to give the diagnosis. "As your new doctor, Stephen, I am going to monitor everything you eat and put you on a diet that should get you back up to a healthy weight- which means gaining a good thirty pounds. In addition," he added, looking down at his notes, "you need to be resting in bed most of the day to recover from your wounds. Take a good shower to make sure none of the cuts get infected and I'll be bringing you your meals to make sure you eat them and staying a few hours after to make sure they're fully digested." he said, obviously serious about his intentions. "And," he added, "During these periods you will be expected to work with me through the dramatic events that have led you to your peculiar dieting habits, as well as the recent incident." he finished, his words warm but businesslike. "Speaking of a proper meal, I think its about lunchtime. I hope you like hot dogs." he said, smiling as he got up and prepared to fix her lunch.
"Thank you, my queen. Your kidness is vast and greatly appreciated." The commander said, bowing to her. "She won't be in any danger there, will she?" Aynon asked, obviously not willing to agree to the circumstances if she was. "And when exactly am I to lead the assaul on the capital?" Aynon asked, his body tensing in anticipation for a fight.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 0:03:31 GMT -5
Colby let out soft moans and smiled happily at being relieved of some sexual tension. "oh, yes doctor. Now is there any way you can tend to the other parts that are painfully delicious?" she asked, looking at him with feigned pain and real need.
Stephen cringed. She wasn't pleased to know she was going to have to gain weight. Not that it mattered anymore- she'd lost her job by now. She sighed at needing to be monitored constantly, and cringed again at the therapy sessions. "Okay," she muttered but he was leaving. At least Damon didn't monitor what I ate, she thought pessimistically.
Kat- in her cute little tawny cat form- was rummaging through the garbage outside the mansion. Her thoughts had been- big house must mean big eats. She found an old piece of chicken and stomached it down before continuing to rummage her way through the trash she'd knocked over.
Caryssa smiled and nodded, and then waited to hear how safe she'd be.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 0:32:14 GMT -5
"I dunno, they look pretty fatal to me." Hayven said, letting his eyes run up and down her body. "But I'll try my best." he said, moving his hand to her right breast and massaging it. "Hmmm, your much too tense, especially right here. Maybe my tongue can help relieve some of that tension." Hayven said, pushing her shirt down to her shoulders and caressing the area right above her breast with his tongue.
Chase hurried down to the kitchen and began fixing Stephen a plate of hot dogs and chips with an apple and some carrots before he spotted a cat rummaging in the garbage can. Moving over to the stary animal, he picked it up carefully, checking it for a collar. "Well, now, looks like your just the thing Stephen needs to cheer her up- and you came just at the right time. Heaven sent, I swear." Chase said, shaking his head as he carried the cat in one hand and the food in the other. Knocking on Stephen's door, he came in with a triumphant smile on his face at having found her a present so quickly. "Surprise." he said, extending the cat towards her. "Oh, and Bon Appetite. I expect you to eat all of this." he said, sitting down with full intentions of watching her eat every last bite.
"Yes." the man said, his gaze resting on his queen. "She will be safe as long as she stayes within the confines of the hospital- at least as safe as you can get where war is concerned. Normally, we would not allow those of us that have royal blood to exist among us commoners, but as of now we are not in a position to withold you during such dire circumstances. As for the whole fighting situation, we hope to attack in a week's time, focusing all our forces on overtaking the capital." Aynon was surprised at how quickly they planned to attack, but nodded in agreement nevertheless. "The next few days will be spent training you in combat," he said, turning to Aynon, "and you in healing," he said, focusing his gaze on Caryssa.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 0:41:07 GMT -5
Colby nodded in agreement and let out a soft moan and moved her body against his as he suckled her breast. She stroked his hair. "Oh doctor, that feels so good. The pain is clearing up good and quick."
Kat let out a mewl of surprise as she was lifted up and struggled a bit, but the man seemed dead sure she was a cat, so she settled after awhile and watched where the handsome man took her. Oh...To a scrawny, weak bitch. She let out an unhappy rumble as she was set on the bed. Stephen looked at the cat and sighed. "I was kidding about the cats," she mumbled and lifted the cat up and looked at her. "She's in good conditon, though." What am I, a car? Kat thought angrily and hissed. Stephen's eyebrows arched. "I'm naming her...AngelCake!" she said and smiled and kissed the cat, then crinkled her nose. "She stinks." She stroked the cat while she ate her food, being quiet and watching the irritated cat. ANGELCAKE! WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF NAME IS THAT!? Kat let out an angry noise then curled up. At least I have a new home. She dozed off. "Thank you, Chase."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 0:53:42 GMT -5
"Good." Hayven said, his voice becoming deep and lusty as he stared up at her with half lidded eyes. "Cause I think I should probably stop before I start to heal you in places that don't need healing." Hayven said, stifling a laugh as he hovered above her, his body wanting to continue but his mind screaming for him to stop before he crossed the point of no return.
"Anytime." The doctor said, sitting in a chair in the nearby room and watching her eat. "Enjoying the food? This is how big every meal you have should look like, and you should be eating three to four meals a day with snacks in between." he said, watching her eat.
As Damon drove even further down the road, realization hit him hard at what exactly he was leaving behind him. With shaky hands, Damon pulled out his cell phone and dialed Stephens number, knowing he had to hear her voice but not exactly knowing what he was going to say to her.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 0:59:36 GMT -5
Colby pouted and looked at him. "Cruel...Cruel. How can was consumate our marriage?" she asked, though she was well already consummated. She smiled and laid back, pulling her shirt down. "What should we name them?" she asked, smiling up at him with loving eyes and tracing his face.
Stephen nodded, but looked uncomfortable at the idea of actually eating that many meals a day. She looked down at the cat and stroked it gently as she finished her food. Her cell phone was ringing. She stood to go answer it. She hadn't programmed any new numbers in, so this number came up as Unknown Caller. She answered, sounding very tired. SHe got back into the bed as she greeted, "Hello?"
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 1:22:02 GMT -5
Hayven's eyes drifted off for a moment in thought. "Maybe...do you think, if one of them is a girl, we could name her Hillary." Hayven said, looking away from her for a moment and then back. "That was my mother's name..." he explained, sitting up a little bit. "Not my biological mother, but the woman who raised and cared for me and Aynon and Damon...speaking of Damon, you think I should give him a call and tell him I'm alive?" Hayven asked, feeling slightly bad that he'd forgotten to give his brother the memo yet.
Damon's breath caught in his throat as he heard her voice on the other line. "Stephen...." Damon said, his voice cracking as he spoke. "I....I'm sorry....I never meant...to hurt you." he managed to say, knowing he sounded like hell.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 1:27:11 GMT -5
Colby stared at him, touched at his name. "Of course," she murmured and sat up slowly, hands on her round part. She smiled softly. "Can we name a boy Alexander, if we have one? I've always liked that name." Hillary and Alexander and...Oh gosh, I wonder what' we'll have! she thought and let out a squeal of delight.
Stephen stiffened and felt her eyes start to get wet. She exhaled slowly and tried to not get upset- tried being an emphasized word. She swallowed and said, "Your brother is back from the dead. You should come back to see him." She didn't know what to say to the apology- I forgive you? It's okay? It wasn't okay, and she couldn't see herself forgiving him in the near future.
((Or so she thought XD))
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 1:39:14 GMT -5
"Sure." he said, smiling widely. "I like that name, sounds nice. Plus, aren't all the prince's over in Russia named Alexander at one point or another- you know, in their ten part names." He said, laughing. "Least that's what that movie 'Anastasia' made it seem like." Hayven wasn't the traveled, wordly type- more like the free spirited but perhaps slighlty misinformed type.
"What?" Damon asked, the words she'd spoken not processing in his mind. He'd seen his brother die- seen Hayven shoot himself right in the head. And the fact that she hadn't even adressed his apology made him more unnerced- but at least she'd told him he should come back.
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