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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 15, 2007 19:59:48 GMT -5
I can smell blood, and it is not my own. I spin her around, pulling up the back of her shirt. "I could have dealt with it. I would have been fine. I. Don't. Stay. Dead," I say, my voie exasperated as I fumble for the needle and thread in my leather bag. My hands are expert at stitching wounds closed. I have done it to myself many times. It does not take long for the wound to be closed. "That will work. Or, at least, you are not going to bleed
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 17:47:21 GMT -5
The warmth of his hands on my back makes my whole body tingle. Thank you...and if you were to die, even if you would be coming back, I don't know if you would have found me alive when you woke. I mumble reaching back and pulling my hair over my right shoulder so he can better see the wounds. And for some unknown reason, you make me feel like maybe I might not really need to die my voice is barely over the sound of a breath as I speak.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 17, 2007 18:03:30 GMT -5
I stop briefly, the needle poised above her flesh, the breath caught in my throat. This is already becoming something that I do not... want? need?... Either way, it is not something that I am comfortable with. I quickly cut the thread, step away from her, return the needle and thread back to the leather bag. "No one needs to. No one who is not me, at least." I stand a couple of feet away from her, ad an awkward silence stretches on for quite some time.
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 18:51:12 GMT -5
He moves away and I let my shirt fall back into place. Thank you for all your help...It was nice of you to help me, I guess I'll see you some other time, maybe. I mumble picking up my bag that had earlier fallen from the tree's. I walk to the side of a tree and stop for a brief moment, then resume walking. He showed me I don't need to die and so maybe I...can go about living for a while, I wish it could be living with him...maybe as a friend or maybe as something...more. I let out a slight sigh and keep walking, there's no reason to stay and cause him more trouble then I already have. Though I have no way of knowing what lies ahead for me, whether it be life, or death.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 17, 2007 18:57:49 GMT -5
"I could go with you. I am headed that way as it is," I say, grabbing my bag and walking next to her. Yes, I have shon her that she does not need death. Not... now, at least. But that does not mean that she will not try it again, right? Or... maybe I am ust trying to justify within the limits of my character why I am still trying to talk to her. Gods, there must be something wrong with me. "If you do not mind, that is."
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 19:08:50 GMT -5
I...I would like that, I would like that very much. I mumble shoving one of my hands in a pocket and pulling the strap of my bag on my shoulder with the other while trying in vein to conceal a smile...a very big smile.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 17, 2007 19:21:36 GMT -5
I did not expect that answer. In fact, I had thought that she would turn me away. I had... expected it, really. It is not every day that someone agrees to being-graced- with my presance."Oh... Well... Do you know where you are headed?" I know that she did not plan to be going anywhere, save the Underworld. But I know these lands well; I spend quite a bit of time around here. Mabe I can give her direction on where she wants to be.
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 19:29:53 GMT -5
No, not even the slightest. I really didn't think there would be an after, for what I had planned. I say with a slight smirk, I glance over at him and have to cough once or twice to keep from staring at him.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 17, 2007 19:40:27 GMT -5
"Right... Well... " I chew on the inner side of my lip, thinking. Food is needed, and a place to stay. "I was headed toward Harphila. We can stop by there and get horses, among other things. If you plan on going further." I shrug. "I do not know how far you plan on going."
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 19:46:06 GMT -5
I'll go as far as you wish to go...I have nothing to go back to or no where to go to. my voice is small and I look at the ground me feet are sinking into slightly.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 17, 2007 19:52:05 GMT -5
"I do not have any place that I must be," I say. Then the thought of my job crosses my mind, and that man that I am supposed to meet in the tavern in Harphila. "I have a... buisness meeting that I must attend tomorrow night. But, after that, there is not anything that I have to do for a while. So... we will go to Harphila first, I suppose." I cannot see her; she is not on the side of me with sight, but I can smell her. And I can hear her. That is enough to make an odd, and somewhat unwelcome, comfort settle over me.
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 17, 2007 19:59:23 GMT -5
I've never been to Harphila, it will be fun. You must show me everything, everything there is to see. I say sliping my arm around his and pulling slightly. I realize what I've done and pull my arm away. I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 19, 2007 19:31:07 GMT -5
"No, it is quite alright... I understand..." I stop. Do I, really? No. Not at all. "But... Yes, I will show you around. It will be... interesting..." I walk silently for a while, chewing on the inside of my lip and thinking. What in the world have I gotten myself into?
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Post by gwenivean on Jul 19, 2007 23:28:39 GMT -5
I walk next to him, lost in my thoughts. Why did you do that? You touched him! He doesn't like you at all and you don't like him. Right? Yes I don't, I don't like him. I hate him, far from like. I cant stand him, he wouldn't let me kill myself, though that does sound logical. But no...no, no I cant have ...feelings for him, there's no way. It must just be ...gratitude, maybe. I shake my head and look around me. It kind of feels like I'm being watched. Though it could just be the presence next to me.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Jul 21, 2007 2:19:57 GMT -5
I can smell the anxiety rolling off of her. Something I must have said must have upset her. Good. That is the way things are meant to be, Kazeielan. You know that. That is the way you keep the world. At arm's length. Never to close, just far enough away so that you know they are there. And they always think that you are letting them in. Even Alex. Even Xander. That is what they must know. You must always keep the world away. You cannot let that happen again. I look up at the sky, and realize that dawn is sweeping upon us fast. I will have to find somewhere to stay during the day; this phantom limb of mine renders me weaker during the day, nevermind my eyesight. "Let me know if you see a cave or something. I have been up all night, and I am sure you will need some rest." I do not sleep, at least when it is possible. That is another thing that must happen. Never sleep, never dream. Never dream, never be afraid.
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