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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 21:31:54 GMT -5
They listened to her voice, frowning at its cracking. Rowen sighed and looked away. "It's fine. Don't worry about it...Are you crazy or something?" he asked, having not been around to hear the conversation between Damon and Lee about being crazy.
The woman smiled sweetly at her, bowed, and left the room. "Oh, that's Nora. Our older sister and one of the people here who's pretty good with medicine." Damon stated, sitting down by Lee and looking into her eyes.
((oh! you gave me an idea (though I was planning on asking something like this already but you added on to it)! wouldn't it be cool if maybe Lee's skin starts feeling like whichever one she's supposed to fall for (this is a romance, right?). cause they are at different degrees, one being colder than the other normally, but still very cold. and maybe she can't completely read the thoughts of that one by touching them, but still can read their emotions?))
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 21:45:47 GMT -5
((She doesn't really read thoughts, she reads pasts. She can see their pasts. Like fingerprints. The skin thing is really cool though. Maybe it's that she slowly starts getting colder, like flickering down to the degree of one or the other then coming back up, causing her to get chills. She does read emotions, to a point..))
"I'm not crazy.." Lee said, her voice squeaky. At least she didn't think so. Breaking into tears agian, she wiped her eyes hurriedly. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, stopping any of the remaining tears. "I'm fine." She said, more to herself then to the two near her.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 21:50:40 GMT -5
((oh! okay, that makes sense. so the skin will go down to one temp, to the other even cooler one or something, than back up to her temperature?))
Damon nodded and stared at the cieling, thinking. Hm...That was peculiar. She's not crazy, but after that outbreak...I'm really starting to think she might be...Maybe just highly emotional...I don't know. Being an orphan in foster homes can do that to a person. he thought.
Rowen sighed. "Later. I have to get warmed up now." he stated and walked off in a hurry, angry and getting cold. I need warmth...Bad. Went too long again.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 22:05:49 GMT -5
((Yah.))
Lee could feel the confusion and distrust flooding off of Damon. She kept her mouth shut tight, watching her hands like they were the most intresting things in the world. Her heart beat was slowly coming down. The room was also getting colder, and she rubbed her hands across her arms. Wow, she was getting cold...
Frowning, she closed her eyes, trying to ignore the feelings surrounding her that were not her own. Coughing, she laid her head on her knees. The position was getting very familar, and she could almost imagine the red spot that must be on her forehead.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 22:11:14 GMT -5
Damon stared at the ceiling for severl minutes, before turning at the sound of light coughing. He looked at at woman next to him, curled in a ball and rubbing her arms. "Are you cold, Lee?" he asked softly, coming back down to earth. He stood, prepared to get her something to warm her skin.
He pursed his lips. "Hm...There should be some kind of heater installed here..." he mumbled. Damon pulled out a small notebook and wrote something down, then put the book away. I'lll have to tell Mr. Jeks to get one installed ASAP.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 22:29:54 GMT -5
Lee noded slightly, not moving from her curled up form. She heard him moving around. Starting to shiver, she wondered why it was so cold. It wasn't winter outside, and she was fine mere minutes before. "God." She stuttered trying to curl up into a tighter ball. "Why is it so cold?" She rose her head up to look at Damon.
Her skin was now sweating, the extreme cold seeming to bring it to the surface of her skin. It was so cold, she was sure it was about to freeze on her skin. She was now so cold that she couldn't stop her hands from shaking.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 22:32:00 GMT -5
Damon quickly grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her body. "I don't know. You were perfectly fine a minute ago." he mumbled. "...It is fall...Maybe the cold is just finally getting to you..." Damon didn't know what was wrong. It was odd that she suddenly got that cold.
"What does it feel like?" he asked her softly. "How cold are you?" He was trying to find out to help.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 22:39:01 GMT -5
"My body's freezing from the inside out." Lee stuttered, her hand going out and grabbing hold of Damon. "Don't leave." She said, her voice paniaced. Never before had she been so cold, not even the nights spent out in the streets when she was kicked out of a foster home.
The sweat on her skin was now so cold, it felt like needles pricking into her skin. The blanket was soaking it up though, leaving her skin white and hard. Damon's skin felt hot under her touch, not really getting through to her fingertips.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 22:42:33 GMT -5
Damon nodded at her request. He took in her appearance, her voice, and the way she was acting right now. Just like when the curse set in. he thought and slowly and gently wrapped his arms around the young woman's form, pulling her closer to him. "I'm not leaving. Think warm thoughts." he said softly as he shifted her gently so her back was against his chest and his arm were wrapped around her upper body in a polite way. "Relax." he added.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 22:51:26 GMT -5
Letting herself be pulled toward him, she shivered when his warm clothes met her cold skin. Without meaning to, she burrowed farther agianst him, her head now cradled under his chin, her face hidden under the blanket that had been covering her. Warm thoughts, her brain screamed. What's warm? Her brain swam for a few minutes as she snow and ice popped into her head almost immediatly.
"Sun...heater...coffee...men...cats...dogs..." She didn't realize she was saying things outloud, and her list continued. "Damon... Rowen... no Rowen was cold..." Her teeth chattered as her thoughts turned back to the feel of his skin. "Hearts!" She proclaimed, and noticed that she could hear Damon's. Somehow, her ear had ended up pressed agianst his chest, and Lee was now hearing the steady beat of his heart. Thump.. ba... Thump...ba...
Slowly, she relaxed, and she could feel her tempature slowly rising. Am I taking Damon's heat? She wondered absentmidely, her body going limp as she gave in to the stress and finally drifted off to sleep.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 23:04:07 GMT -5
((*squee* gosh! i love your roleplaying style and how good you are with it!!! *squee*))
DAmon slowly felt weight being applied to his form. She was burrowing into him gently and somehow ending up with her head pressed against his chest under his chin. Sun...heater...coffee...men...cats...dogs...me? Ha! Rowen is cold. Serves that 'I can last longer than most in the cold', pompous bastard right. he thought, but smiled softly. He had been listing and repeating in his head what she'd said, trying to put it to memory in case this happened again.
He felt her becoming limp in his arms, becoming limp against him. Damon also felt that as his body dried, the cold was returning. Hm...Ah. She's asleep. he thought, and gently lifted her small form into his arms.
Making sure she wasn't in an poor position, for example one where if he stumbled over something and she got her head bumped harshly, he made his way back to his room down the hall. Somehow, even though he wasn't sure himself, Damon was able to get the door open and walk inside without dropping Lee or stumbling. He set her under the sheets, comforter and extra blanket on his bed, then shut the door. He tucked her in, and pulled out a mattress that had been stuffed under his bed.
Going to the closet, he took out 2 blankets and a spare pillow for himself and made a quick bed. It's getting early. I'll have to stay in here until she trusts more of us. he thought, shutting the curtains. I don't know how long she'll be out for, and I might be asleep when she wakes if it's by day. What time is it anyways...almost 3. he noted.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 18, 2007 23:14:45 GMT -5
((Whats so special about my rp style? **looks around in confusion**))
Lee slept for a few hours. When she came awake, her vision was slightly blurred, and she yawned to get air back in her body. Sitting up, she looked around, expecting her dorm, and was suprised when it wasn't. Still drowsy, she squeaked in suprise, then the last day came flooding back to her. Damon? Her mind automatically went to him, and she looked around the gradually lightening room.
A form was on what looked like a matress on the floor. Scooting out of her place on the bed, she gently eased herself down on the matress, and slide under the blankets. She wasn't as cold as she had been earlier, but still chilly. She wasn't even thinking when she burrowed into the blankets next to Damon, not touching him, but close enough to feel that he was there. Lee then, sighed, and drifted off into sleep.
Her dreams, strangely, were of Rowen. The way he looked coming down the hallway, and the feel of his cold skin under her fingers. His word's echoed in her brain though, "Are you crazy?" And seemed to go on and on forever. Slowly, even those dreams went away, and she was left with the comfort of nothingness.
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Post by Milk on Sept 18, 2007 23:35:22 GMT -5
((i just like how good you are at describing things is all.^-^ you're good with the show not tell thing is all.))
Damon stirred slightly when she scooted under the covers next to him, but quicky returned. Althougth the curtains were closed, he could feel the rising sun's rays begining to slink into the room unwelcomly. He wished he was in his place by the building in town, but knew he had duties and was supposed to stay at the mansion until otherwise.
His body turned stone hard, but not into stone throughout the day. This is what was known to him as sleeping, but still being aware. Almost all the gargoyles would be doing this right now.
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Post by Super Awesome on Sept 19, 2007 18:31:22 GMT -5
((^.^ Thankies!))
Lea woke up about five o'clock. She was pressed up agianst a hard surface, blinking a few times to try to clear her head. The surface was semi-cold, and she pushed away from it. Yawning, Lee sat up, looking around the room. The blanket slipped down her body, pooling around her waist.
Turning, she saw that the hard surface was Damon. He must still be asleep.. As silently as she could, she slid out of the bed. There was three doors in the room, one of which she had run out of before. Thinking for a moment, she stood, and walked to one on the far side of the room. Her hand wrapped around the door knob, as she hesitated for a moment. Then she pulled open the door. As she gazed into a drab small space, where a few shirts and pants hung on sparse hangers.
Frowning, she closed the door, turning and gazing at the other door. It was passed the matress on the floor, and she jumped over it. She opened this door without hesitating. Inside was a bathroom. The tile and sink were the custamary white, highlighted in gold. Stepping inside, her wrist flicked and the door clicked shut behind her. Ahh, a shower.. Lee thought and headed toward it.
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Post by Milk on Sept 19, 2007 18:38:56 GMT -5
Damon's left eyebrow twitched lightly as she pushed away from him, then he settled, moving into the spot she had been laying in previously to take the warmth from there. In the back of his mind, he heard a voice telling him how strange she'd think that was, but he ignored the voice. Shut it, I'm cold. he thought.
Water. That was the next thing he heard. But it didn't sound like rain. Blinking his eyes open, and yawning quietly, he put two and two together. Lee was gone. Water was running. "Shower." he figured and sat up. Damon lifted his arms slowly, stretching them in front of his body, than above his head. There were 4 loud cracks that sounded like stone coming to life, like in movies.
Slowly, standing and still stretching, he walked to the closet and took out a clean shirt. It was a band tee for ACDC. He grinned. I haven't heard them in a long while...I should listen to them again soon. he thought as his eyes wondered over the pants hanging inside. ...These are clean enough. he thought, and shut the closer door. What do I want for breakfast? Or, dinner in my case. Hm...I mean, our case...She didn't eat yesterday, that I can remember... he thought as he leaned against the wall by the bathroom door.
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