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Vanyon: *offers some tea*
Firiel: ...... no thank you...
Vanyon: *hurt look*
Firiel: You are a strange creature.
Vanyon: I am
Firiel: So will you leave me alone in the name of strange behavior? *hopeful look*
Vanyon: *grabs Firiel and dips her* *kiss*
Firiel: o.o Kiss was not part of that.
Vanyon: *cuddles Firiel happily*
Firiel: *pushes him* Is it so hard for you to leave?
Vanyon: You're a source of constant entertainment for me
Firiel: So I should be boring, then?
Vanyon: Mm. Doubt you could be.
Firiel: I'm sure I could, if I tried.
Vanyon: Where's your husband?
Firiel: He's in the kitchens. Why?
Vanyon: He paying much attention to you lately?
Firiel: Of course. Still. Why?
Vanyon: Felt like asking. Common courtesy and all that *grabs Firiel*
Firiel: *pulls her arm from his* I'm not going anywhere.
Vanyon: Alright. I just wanted to finish what I started the last time we spoke.
Firiel: *eyes widen* You're not finishing anything. You're going to go away.
Vanyon: *tosses her onto the bed and pins* I am, am I?
Firiel: *struggles* Yes.
Vanyon: *nips at her neck*
Firiel: *knees him*
Vanyon: >.< uncalled for
Firiel: You asked for it. *slides out from under him*
Vanyon: *swipes his claws at her back*
Firiel: *cries and runs out, closing the door behind her*
Vanyon: I'll go be menacing in a minute. After I get an icepack @_@
Firiel: You do that. *flees to the library*
Theo: *snoozing on top of a bookshelf*
Firiel: *sits in front of the fire, back to it*
Rogue: *reading a book at the bottom of the shelf* 'lo
Firiel: Hello. Do you think you could check if I'm bleeding, please?
Rogue: don't look it.
Firiel: I meant my back. *turns around*
Rogue: well, only a lot. *nods and goes back to her book*
Firiel: *squeezes her eyes* *more to herself* All right, I need to get to the healers without being seen....
Theo: *peers from the shelf* mmmph. Firi?
Firiel: *looks up* Theo! Theo, could you bandage my back, please?
Theo: *yawns* I guess. Why no healers?
Firiel: I kind of need something right now. I'll go to the healers in a bit. *eyedart* When I know it's safe.
Rogue: I'll get something for bandages. *heads off*
Theo: safe?
Firiel: Thank you, Rogue. *nods to Theo* Vampire.
Theo: those are icky. *reaches down and tries to bat at Firi's head*
Firiel: Yes, they are. *sighs and tries not to move much*
Theo: I'm not feeling very awake
Firiel: Have you been sleeping?
Theo: yes. *nods*
Firiel: I'm sorry I woke you.
Theo: it's all right. I would have fallen off eventually
Firiel: *nods and waits for Rogue* The bookshelves are comfortable enough for you to sleep on?
Theo: think so. Don't remember coming up here.
Firiel: Ah. *glances back at the door*
Rogue: *kicks it open*
Firiel: *startled, jumps* Oh. Sorry, I thought it was Vanyon. *takes a deep breath*
Rogue: heehehe.
Firiel: Did you get any bandages?
Rogue: *tosses them to her* back to my book
Theo: *climbs down from the shelf and gets to work*
Firiel: *bites her lip* Thank you.
Theo: No problem, Firi
Firiel: *tries not to squirm* If only I could find a way to make him leave....
Theo: leave 'not invited' signs out?
Firiel: That would just invite him more, I think.
Theo: Mm. *finishes*
Firiel: Thank you, Theo. *kisses his cheek and stands up*
Theo: you want to hide in here some more?
Firiel: *nods* I think that might be a good idea. I kneed him, so he should be occupied for a bit.
Theo: that one works well. Fond memories of doing it to Frey :D
Firiel: I can't imagine how much it would hurt. Poor Frey.
Theo: he was attempting murder at the time, you know.
Firiel: Well, that justifies it.
Theo: I thought so
Firiel: Yes... *closes the door and sits back down in front of the fire* I'm sorry. I'm a little paranoid...
Theo: don't see why he's so interested. There isn't enough of you to make a good snack
Firiel: I know. I don't know why he's still around. Apparently, I taste good and am interesting, I think is what he said.
Theo: *pats* find him something more interesting? like a decapitation?
Firiel: But who can I find to do that? I obviously can't decapitate him myself.
Theo: hi! I'm Theoden, you know. one of those warrior kings? *pets*
Firiel: I know, Theo, but I don't want to put you in harm's way. *hugs*
Theo: that's very nice. But all I was offering to do was chop someone's head off.
Firiel: *nods* Could you do it, then?
Theo: yes
Theo: unless I get killed. anyway
Firiel: *hugs him* Thank you.
((I've been on and off irregularly. The puppet is far behind and will catch up later; in about a week.))