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Jyrek flinched as she slapped him, more from the pain of her doing it than actual physical pain. He'd expected something like that might happen..She moved quickly towards the door and he tensed slightly, but the other stopped, seeming confused. Did she remember nothing? "I gave you my blood to save you," he held up his wrist, still torn and bleeding slightly. It would take time to get back all that blood..meager as his conditions were in the cell. Jyrek slowly, so as not to startle her, went to all fours as he stepped a bit closer. He wouldn't risk pleading for her to reason through the fact that he had cared more about her life then being free, she was a smart girl, hopefully she'd figure it out.
"Are you alright," he asked softly. "You'll need something warm to eat and drink, Lira's tea perhaps," he'd paid attention, back when he'd been human,"Or hot chocolate.." Jyrek had used to make it for her, it was a special thing between them..and he'd let her help from time to time since they made it from scratch and he would let her put all the marshmellows she wanted in it, holding her in his arms while she drank. "The sugar might help you, although the tea will be more soothing.."
Jyrek kept his voice soft, hoping she had enough sense to see that he was making valid suggestions..he wanted her to be well and he wasn't sure what his blood might do coming from this body after so long.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 12:09 am
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Shelby's eyes widened as she looked at him. Why had he done it? Why didn't he let her die? He would have been free if she had died . . . was it possible that he still cared about her enough that he didn't want her to die? "I . . . I . . ." she stuttered out, looking from his wrist to her ankle and then back again, her eyes going back and forth between the two. Suddenly she stood up and dashed to the door. She looked down at the ground, she didn't want to look at her father at all. "I need to think things over." she said in a rush and quickly exited the cell, running from the dungeon. As she ran through the hall, she slowed down, calming a bit. She should find Lira. She would listen to her father . . . but she wouldn't have hot chocolate . . . that had been something she hadn't had since he stopped making it with her.
~Flashback~ A young Shelby, around age twelve, riffled through the kitchen cupboards, pulling out all the ingredients to make hot chocolate with. Once everything was ready she grabbed the bag of marshmallows and ran off to find her dad. She found him . . . having another arguement with Mommy . . . it seemed that her parents were arguing a whole lot more now. Shelby's mother, seeing her daughter, so eager, and yet confused by the arguement, turned her husband's attention to the young girl, walking away from the arguement completely. "Daddy!" Shelby said excitedly, holding up the marshmallows. "Let's make hot chocolate!" she said happily, her eyes sparkling in excited anticipation. She had secretly been hoping that if she could get Daddy to make hot chocolate with her, then maybe the arguments with Mommy would stop. Her hopes were crushed when her father glared at her, and she whimpered and recoiled into herself, holding the bag of marshmallows close to her chest. He growled out a response . . . a very negative . . . hurtful response . . . one that left her in tears. He had called her a brat and a selfish child who he wouldn't make hot chocolate with until she had learned to grow up! Poor Shelby had cried to her mother for a good hour afterwards . . . the supplies that had been sitting, ready on the kitchen counters . . . never to be used . . . ~End Flashback~
Hot chocolate held a special significance to Shelby . . . she had always made it with her father . . . the father that had loved her . . . and she refused to have it if her loving father would not make it with her. She stopped running and then started to head to the maid's chambers . . . hoping that she could find Lira.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 12:21 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 12:34 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 12:46 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 7:00 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 2:41 pm
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(BARACK THE VOTE! <3)
Lira watched the other before sitting down, "Of course it's warm. Tea is made to be warm, silly." She smiled at the other before turning at the sight of the boy from earlier. Quickly she stood and went over to him, the boy tensed until Lira wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek, "Thank you for saving me, dog-boy."
Kraelyn had wandered a bit, searching for Shelby. Irritating as she was, he didn't know anyone else in the castle and he knew she'd find him eventually. And running would do no good, depending on how powerful she was. He'd found her sitting with the girl..Lira? And then she'd come forward, and he wasn't sure what to expect, hence the tensing. But at the hug and thank you, and of course the nickname, he blushed faintly as he nodded, bringing up his left arm and wrapping it around her lightly near the shoulders. "You're welcome, Lira." The right arm, with the bitten right wrist hung by his side. The pain had stopped, but the memory was clear..that icy death that had nearly taken him over..
Which reminded him..he looked to Shelby and inclined his head, keeping his expression neutral although his tone was grateful, "Thank you for saving me, She-..your highness."
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 2:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 3:05 pm
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(Shhh, shh..it's a good addiction <3 ^___^ hehe. "Roleplay..my anti-drug" MUWAHA! o_o *high fivez* I'll cry if that homophobic self-righteous p***k McCain gets in. T__T and if he dies, we'll be stuck with a chick who governs a colony of FISH. a.k.a. Alaska.) (Obama is so much awesomenezz)
Kraelyn noted that she stayed silent and he sighed slightly, glancing back to Lira who had frowned over at Shelby, concern written in her expression. She really did care for Shelby.. With a smile, he nudged her to go to Shelby and Lira smiled gratefully, having felt obligated to stay near her savior but wanting to go to Shelby. She came over and sat beside Shelby.
Kraelyn meanwhile wasn't sure of what to do and didn't want to incur Shelby's wrath again. So as he headed over to the area and moved near a chair across from the couch, rather than just sit down he asked politely of Shelby, "May I sit here?" The girls might have wanted to be alone and he wouldn't interrupt that purposefully, nor be so rude as to just invite himself to sit. He would ask permission, and that was common courtesy, not even just trying to placate Shelby.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 3:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 3:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 4:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:52 pm
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