(no subject)
Before the jump dieter interlocked his fingers with hers as he leaned against her, his eyes closed, barely conscious. Once in her foyer then into the bed on the first floor. He felt like he was in a familiar place. The scent was familiar as well, he grunted and smacked his lips.
Muttering something unintelligible in his sleep like state. He clasps his own elbows once in bed, skin darkening as he slowly digests , which would take him some time to wake up.
After removing his boots and wraping him in a blanket to ward off the chilly night air, Catrine decided that her bed called to her as well. Knowing that Dieter would be unconscious for quite some time, she felt it safe enough to change into her sleep ware and join him on the bed. Moments after her head came to rest on her pillow, Catrine was pulled into a land where darkness and shadow had no hold on her soul.
While caught in a stasis he dreamed , it was lucid and very disconcerting at times . The horrors of his past that delved into his present had a habit of reoccurring in his dreams. Every so often he’d grunt or pseudo-moo, he’d call the ones that were long past or those he hadn’t seen in a while and possibly presumed dead as well. The man had a regulated attitude of pessimism for reality unless it involved food, ale and possibly sex, and let’s not forget his beloved Catrine and Seamus. Those he trusted, those he would give his life for.
Although he no longer practiced he wasn’t incompetent even in this state with a belly pregnant with gas , food and ale, he wasn’t completely helpless his power was free flowing. Everything that he repressed while awake was now free. However that would make him a target for witch siphoning but thanks to the ring he wore he was hidden to anyone outside of the building.
Three weeks. Three freaking weeks of having her best friend taking up half of her bed. Catrine knew of course that he needed time to digest due to his reptilian heritage, but three weeks??
That wasn’t even the worst of it. For three weeks she had to resist the instinctual urge to accept what his body was unconsciously offering. The power emanating from Dieter was enough to get any young witch power hungry, but without his full consent Catrine would never even consider it. Taking the power of another without permission as her own, it was unacceptable. So, instead she slept in her childhood bedroom; after removing all of the eerie porcelain dolls of course, and continued working on her potions and tinctures.
Only two more batches and her agreement with the Atrox would be fulfilled and she could continue on without having to look over her shoulder everywhere she went.
Dieter being the man he is fought constantly with the stasis , pumping out more energy unknowingly but with every step in his dreams he regained movement in his body. Starting from his fingers to his wrist and so on. He would twitch every so often.
As days passed he was less vocal but he moved a bit more .
Every few days, Catrine would check up on Dieter, just to make sure he was still breathing, and that he hadn’t fallen out of the bed seeing as he had become much more acrobatic in his long term sleep over the past week. But every time she walked in the room, he was still in bed, breathing very shallow, but, still breathing.
Today, Catrine had finally finished what she had promised, ad now all she had to do was bring them the package. After that, her life would once more be her own. No more favors, no more debts, no more Atrox.
Grabbing her coat and scarf, Catrine stepped into her room and placed a kiss upon Dieters forehead, and promised to return soon. After retrieving her packages, she heads out the door, being sure to place protection wards over the house to keep her comatose friend safe and materialized in in front of the one place she wanted to be.
Taking a deep breath, she was about to head in through the door when everything went black…
Every time Cat came to check up on him he felt a familiar presence but he couldn’t figure out why and each time something within his dreamscape pulled him closer to a door he had started to see a day or so ago but never explored. He thought it was just some sort of ploy that his foes were using to capture him.
Now turning his head slowly after the feel of lips against his forehead brought the door back to him as he was propped up in bed , relaxed even more.
A strange feeling ran over him , maybe it was because he was cold. He didn’t know .
When Catrine awoke from her rudely imposed slumber, she had no idea of how much time had passed, or where presciently she was at that moment. What she did know was exactly how Zeus felt when he had Hephaestus crack his skull open in order to birth Athena; and that her hands were currently bound behind her and her body was resting in a very cold, very hard ground.
As the her eyes began to focus once she could slowly make out the shapes of people standing in front of her, and the large objects that they were currently holding.
"Hello little one, so glad you could join us finally." A voice like cobra venom permeated the air around her. "Stand her up."
Hands clutched her arms and shoulders, hefting her to her feet.
Catrine shook her head for a moment in an effort to clear her addled brain. In an instant the haze was lifted from her mind and she could see everything clearly. Three figures wearing the tell-tale crows masks stood to her right, a fourth to her left and of course the man in control of them all standing in front of her.
"Ah, Rău, and how are you on this auspicious evening?" Catrine looked to the small table to her left, nodding to the packages that she had brought with her. "I see you got what I came to give. Now release me. Our… arrangement is complete. I’ve fulfilled my end of the bargain."
"Did you really think that I was going to let you go with something so menial as a few batches of thought control potion, despite their perfect quality? Oh no, dear. You belong to me now." Rău barked out a laugh.
"We had a deal!" Catrine could feel her anger begin to build. Rău grabbed her face, forcing her to stare into his emotionless gaze.
"Ah, yes. You provide me with a few, well developed potions, and we keep your lover out of our cross-hairs. I suppose I forgot to mention one small caveat in the agreement. If you don’t continue to create the potions that I need for my conquest of this land, I will destroy everything you hold dear.”
Only one person on the face of this planet knew the true nature of Catrine’s family line. Yes, she had been born to one of the most prominent and powerful magickal families of her time, but centuries before her ancestors had taken into their line, dragon’s fire.
Of course the only downside to this wonderful trait was Catrine’s complete inability to control the power, so when instead of spitting saliva into Rău’s face, he was bathed in fire, igniting his mask and clothing and burning his hand.
When the rest of the people in the room jumped in to attack her, Catrine fought tooth and nail, using ever ounce of energy she could produce at such short notice. When finally the last man fell, Catrine took a calming breath and focused on finding her center. When finally she could feel her power within her grasp, she materialized in her front hall; face swollen by the single blow landed on her, wrists bleeding where the bounds restrained her, and eyebrows burnt clean off.
The return of Cats presence brings the door back into his view, it pulsates and adorned in flaming veins now. Something wasn’t right, he studied the door for a moment before giving it the ol’ fuck it , lets do this shrug. Clutching the handle and ripping the door open there was a bright grey flash before he was brought back to the waking world. His head was spinning as he snapped upward. First thing he did was turn to the side and empty what was left in his stomach onto the floor.
Shit Cats gonna kill me, was the first thought in his head followed by the fuck is she? ; He had no idea where she was, Getting up was going to be a task, so he did the best he could to collect himself. Finally emerging from the bed eyes open, feet unsteady. Managing to get to the bathroom and clean himself, he made his way back into the room, but unfortunately he slipped in his own chunk, landing straight on his back with a curse. Getting up once more,he took his shirt off and tossed it over the mess.
Returning to the bathroom and once again cleaning himself up, making his way around the mess he walked out of the room, and with a bit of focus and an added click of the tongue he was able to remove the mess but he could remove the shirt. ” damn.. I’m rusty.” Exhaling he became lightheaded again, stumbling towards what was the kitchen he thought but it was really the hall. Sense off a bit but he knew Cat, and he knew her smell but for some reason he couldn’t pinpoint the other smell on he, following the scent with his head he saw Cat. ” Kitty, the fuck you- no Eyebrows, kitty-” said with endearment , words still slurred, he approached her, stopping short his face drew a blank but soon after his eyes were filled with horror and he stood there motionless, not a word was said for a few moments before he took off his ring and pocketed it. He was going to attempt to give her some of him.
" Kitty." was all he said before he embraced her, one hand on her back the other settled on her chin, parting her lips before she could protest he opened his mouth and gave to her willingly some of his essence, even as her skin burned him slightly-for he has never embraced her long without his ring- wobbling some he shifted so that he was still standing, all the while hoping it help her in some way or fashion.
Feeling as if her body had somehow been replaced with lead, Catrine tried her best to summon the necessary strength to undo her bonds with no success. Finally she slumped against the hall table, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself down when she heard a noise coming from her room.
’Oh god, he’s awake’ Catrine began to panic. She didn’t want Dieter to see her like this but she knew she didnt have enough time to heal herself before he came out of the room.
Deciding it would give her more time if she went into the kitchen, headed down the hallway, but didn’t make it passed the bedroom door before it swung open. Revealing a shirtless and somewhat confused Dieter.
” Kitty, the fuck you- no Eyebrows, kitty-” Catrine closed her eyes at the endearment and tried to hold back the tears that forming in the corners of her eyes.
" Kitty." Before she could respond Dieter did the one thing she had never expected of him, he kissed her…. but he didn’t. No, he shared something much more intimate, he gave her a part of his essence, his strength.
For a moment Catrine felt as if she had an electrical current running through her body. With out thinking released her own healing energy, returning her face to its normal shape, healing the wounds on her wrists.
Then, she focused her power on ridding her self of the rope that bound her hands. The eyebrows unfortunately would have to wait to come back naturally.
Pulling away before he felt himself slip into a dark place he had stored away in his very being. Severing the link between them, his eyes roll back briefly as shifts his weight . With a grunt he closes her mouth with the pad of his thumb, it dragging her bottom lip down with a bounce as he withdrew . Satisfaction displayed in his eyes as a grin stretch across his face. He muttered a bit before he found himself kissing her lips , reluctantly suppressing his urge to taste her a bit more he moved his lips to her forehead then took her hand. Kissing the center of her palm, he lingered before heading off to the kitchen, stringing a line of profane words up to the heavens.
” for Quetzalcoatls sake could she- she’s alive that’s all that matters.” He bit his lip and went to the kitchen sink, washed up the grabbed a soup can from the pantry . Taking the whole can and putting it in the microwave he punched some buttons and waited. Seeing as it didn’t move or anything he examined it and saw that he didn’t press start.
The can inside the microwave, there was a crackling as he walked away from the machine. There was a boom then the lights were out.
" um….your shit malfunctioned!" He peeked his head from around the corner. "Cat I’ll buy you a new one I guess ."
Catrine allowed her legs to give out from beneath her and slumped to the floor. Touching her fingers to her lips she followed Dieters path into the kitchen with her eyes, trying to process what just happened. Unfortunately her mind refused to assist her in this.
A few moments after his departure a startling bang came from the kitchen.
Scratching under his chin he cups the back of his neck with both hands, elbows up like wings behind his head as he tired to assess the situation. Turning back to look at her he arched a brow. ” Hey, uh, I think old man jeinks has one, it’s big and fancy . Or I can make you a mean bowl of cereal.- I need a shower, mind if I bum your shower?”
Cracking his neck he stretched. He closed the distance between them as he shoved his hands in to his pocket . He thumbs his ring on. ” so what brought on the hell that you brought back with you?”
"We’ll talk about it later. You’ve got spare clothes in my top drawer from last time. Or I can get you some of your own. I can tell you right now. I’m going to take a nap. It has been a very long day for me." Catrine sighed deeply leaning foreward enough to rest the top of her head on Dieters chest.
"I promise I will tell you whatever you want to know. After my nap." She lifted her head and gave him a small smile before retreating to her room.
"You puked all over my room!!!!!"
Nodding , he leaned into her. Once she started to head back to the room he trotted after her. Shrugs .” Nah , if I got clothes here why no need to go back.” Stoping to behind over and stretch while retrieving his dirty shirt. ” as you wish .”
After snagging some clothes from
the draw he started to head out he’s stopped by Cats voice. With indifference being his attitudes best friend he chuckles softly to himself ” I cleaned up I just didn’t spray ,sorry .”
Catrine walked over to her windows and opened them wide. With the breaze out side the acrid stench of vomit was gone, and the exhaustion from the day comepletely caught up with her.
Crawling into her bed for the first time in weeks was a blissful retreat, that accomanied by the cool breaze comming from outside lulled her into a deep yet fit ful rest
As her mind sailed into the realm of dreams Catrine could hear the poisonous laughter of Räu, and see the look of hatred and anger on Dieters face. She could see him walking away from her no matter how hard she screamed that she was sorry.
Suddenly her dreams became a haze of smoke and cinder, her breathing became labored and she began to panic. No matter where she turned everything had been turned to ash. In a flash of smoke and flame a great white dragon appeared before her rising to her full height and inhaling a deep breath. Catrine could see the fire building beneath the dragons scales, and as the mighty beast opened its mouth to release its blazing destruction upon her, Catrine was jolted awake.
Dieter was long gone after he showered, he went to her room to make sure she was asleep, then he took the long journey home.
Upon his arrival he saw that he left the window open, and the wind had blown the thing from his journal across the room. Shivering he closed it trying to keep the chill from the room.
Picking up papers and other things he found a picture of his family. Smiling he tucked the photo back into his journal with the other things. Closing it he picked up his grey dinosaur backpack and stuffed it in there.
Going about collecting the things he need from his shotty apartment he remembered he blew up Cat microwave, Heading across the hall in the nearly abandon building of the complex he lived in with other unwanted folks he entered the old mans place. Looking around he found the kitchen and took the Microwave and a few other trinkets he saw along the way-shoot the ol’ man wasn’t using it , being dead and all so why not. Taking his time he found some old cartoon styled dinosaur wrapping paper and black tape, he did his best to wrap the new microwave he was planning on giving to Cat. Standing back he shrugged. “that’s not bad, Shoot I should wrap things for a living.” he was proud of his wrapping he went so far as to taking a few belts to use in place or ribbons and bows. Finishing up he left the old mans place then went back to his own. Suddenly he had the idea of making a cake- he tried, didn’t work out, with whatever he had left of the batter from his apartment he forged a cupcake and to him it was the best cupcake, it smelled right and damn near looked right so he packed that way as well in a little container, that cupcake became a smashed caked, he frowned . ” aw shit, well its the thought that counts , right?” rambling to himself.
Finally locking up , he left the complex, heading back towards Cats after taking a few cabs that would get him close enough he then walked the rest of the way. He was tired, lugging that microwave around. Eventually reaching the door he let himself in.
Someone had entered her house, she was certain of it. Catrine stood and slowly, grabbing onto the first blunt object she could, made her way out of her room, making as little noise as possible. When she rounded the corner into the main hall she was brought to a dead stop. There stood Dieter, oddly wrapped package (presumably the aforementioned microwave) looking rather ragged.
At that moment, Catrine realized that she hadn’t bothered to put any clothes on, and her self defense object was indeed her carved crystal dildo.
Looking up after placing the gift down, he deadpans. ” well shit, Kitty if I knew it was that type of party I would’ve brought the lube. ” He cracked his neck to ease the tension in his neck. “I’m going to leave this here, and your--nipples-- ” his eyes ran over her body briefly as he tilts his head, a bit of blood trickled out of his nose. ” Uh I meant- you really know how to lay it on a man, well when you’re done- fuck I can’t concentrate. I’m gonna go outside now. ” placing his backpack down he opened the door and He stumbled and went down with a thud. He groaned . ” My diicckkk…” he whispered, he decided it would be best to roll out of the rest of the way and he closed the door behind him. Rolling to an upright position he leaned against the door, lit his pipe then muttered to himself running a hand through his hair then readjusting himself. “uh fuck.. ow.”
The level of embarrassment that Catrine was currently dealing with was incomprehensible. Not only did she just reveal herself… in all of her sky-clad glory, but she did so while wielding a crystal dildo, in front of her best friend. As if she were welded in place, Catrine stood unmoving as Dieter stumbled out of the house, presumably to laugh so hard he puked. Again.
Shaking herself from the stupor, Catrine returned to her room, deposited her dildo on the bedside table and donned her silver and blue dressing gown. Taking a deep breath, she walked to the front door, planning on apologizing for her inappropriate attire… and bludgeon-er.
Incongruously varied shades of red vapor clung to the air after making a quick escape from Dieters nostrils. Each draw from his pipe was followed by the sound of crackling leaves ,that were so neatly tucked into its bowl calmed his wary mind. Feeling uplifted by the smoke his eyes hooded and graced with colors that seems to resonant from inside his body and slowly merged itself with the motley hues of sky and ground around him. His head fell back with a thump as he cleared his throat. He muttered ” sweet merciful Quetzalcoatl, give me strength.” He adjust himself a bit ,chuckling to himself after rubbing his face briefly. ” Shit Kitty.. ” He couldn’t help but wonder whats kept him so close to her. Thumbing his ring for a moment, He slipped his ring on and off a couple of times causing ripples in the space around him, he clutched the ring and kissed it. ” I should go home.” He lifted the ring above his head, staring through the silver circle with indifference.
Catrine opened her door to see Dieter sitting on the steps, smoking his pipe. Gently, she sat down next to him, making sure to prevent any connection between them, and trying to ignore the continuous bursts of power emanating from the man beside her.
"Dieter, I just wanted to apologize for my abhorrent display of improper behavior inside. I want you to know I will never let anything like that happen ever again, and if you never wish to be alone with me again I completely understand." Catrine would never know how she managed to say all of that on one continuous breath. Breathing deeply to alleviate the dizziness she was feeling and to combat her deep urge to vomit,she waited for his response.
Turning his head he swore the earth was singing to him as he staggered to his feet , swaying a little. It felt as if he was in a time-lapse-dead time, he waited for the rest of him to sync with his body. When he saw Cat was there and speaking , frowned. ” waaaaae, wwaaaae waaaaee… apologize for? " his words dragged. " Kitty, thats not even- anyway ,did you eat the- the-- the thing I made?" He allowed his elbow to hug his sides, with flat palms, turned up he flopped his arms. " I I I I IIIIIIIIIIII, got you a PREZ-WENT, present. " He nodded in approval, right then Dieter wasn’t shit and he knew it. Waiting on a response he leaned himself against her home, the feeling of being lightheaded finally easing.
Catrine stood up, brushing the back of her robe off, shaking her head at Dieters behavior and trying to ignore her bruised ego. Any man that would require getting high as a kite after seeing her naked, definitely didnt want to see it in the first place.
"Yes Dieter, its a very nice present as well. Did you wrap it just for me?" Catrine took a step back as he flailed his arms around, waiting for him to calm down. Once he had calmed down and was resting against the side of her house; Catrine was able to notice his rather, blatant response to her impropriety moments ago. Her eyes cast towards the heavens, or any place that wasn’t her best friends groin, Catrine sent a silent plea to the deities asking for self control.
"Umm, Dieter, why don’t we go back inside, and I’ll bring you some coffee."
Muttering something unintelligible in his sleep like state. He clasps his own elbows once in bed, skin darkening as he slowly digests , which would take him some time to wake up.
After removing his boots and wraping him in a blanket to ward off the chilly night air, Catrine decided that her bed called to her as well. Knowing that Dieter would be unconscious for quite some time, she felt it safe enough to change into her sleep ware and join him on the bed. Moments after her head came to rest on her pillow, Catrine was pulled into a land where darkness and shadow had no hold on her soul.
While caught in a stasis he dreamed , it was lucid and very disconcerting at times . The horrors of his past that delved into his present had a habit of reoccurring in his dreams. Every so often he’d grunt or pseudo-moo, he’d call the ones that were long past or those he hadn’t seen in a while and possibly presumed dead as well. The man had a regulated attitude of pessimism for reality unless it involved food, ale and possibly sex, and let’s not forget his beloved Catrine and Seamus. Those he trusted, those he would give his life for.
Although he no longer practiced he wasn’t incompetent even in this state with a belly pregnant with gas , food and ale, he wasn’t completely helpless his power was free flowing. Everything that he repressed while awake was now free. However that would make him a target for witch siphoning but thanks to the ring he wore he was hidden to anyone outside of the building.
Three weeks. Three freaking weeks of having her best friend taking up half of her bed. Catrine knew of course that he needed time to digest due to his reptilian heritage, but three weeks??
That wasn’t even the worst of it. For three weeks she had to resist the instinctual urge to accept what his body was unconsciously offering. The power emanating from Dieter was enough to get any young witch power hungry, but without his full consent Catrine would never even consider it. Taking the power of another without permission as her own, it was unacceptable. So, instead she slept in her childhood bedroom; after removing all of the eerie porcelain dolls of course, and continued working on her potions and tinctures.
Only two more batches and her agreement with the Atrox would be fulfilled and she could continue on without having to look over her shoulder everywhere she went.
Dieter being the man he is fought constantly with the stasis , pumping out more energy unknowingly but with every step in his dreams he regained movement in his body. Starting from his fingers to his wrist and so on. He would twitch every so often.
As days passed he was less vocal but he moved a bit more .
Every few days, Catrine would check up on Dieter, just to make sure he was still breathing, and that he hadn’t fallen out of the bed seeing as he had become much more acrobatic in his long term sleep over the past week. But every time she walked in the room, he was still in bed, breathing very shallow, but, still breathing.
Today, Catrine had finally finished what she had promised, ad now all she had to do was bring them the package. After that, her life would once more be her own. No more favors, no more debts, no more Atrox.
Grabbing her coat and scarf, Catrine stepped into her room and placed a kiss upon Dieters forehead, and promised to return soon. After retrieving her packages, she heads out the door, being sure to place protection wards over the house to keep her comatose friend safe and materialized in in front of the one place she wanted to be.
Taking a deep breath, she was about to head in through the door when everything went black…
Every time Cat came to check up on him he felt a familiar presence but he couldn’t figure out why and each time something within his dreamscape pulled him closer to a door he had started to see a day or so ago but never explored. He thought it was just some sort of ploy that his foes were using to capture him.
Now turning his head slowly after the feel of lips against his forehead brought the door back to him as he was propped up in bed , relaxed even more.
A strange feeling ran over him , maybe it was because he was cold. He didn’t know .
When Catrine awoke from her rudely imposed slumber, she had no idea of how much time had passed, or where presciently she was at that moment. What she did know was exactly how Zeus felt when he had Hephaestus crack his skull open in order to birth Athena; and that her hands were currently bound behind her and her body was resting in a very cold, very hard ground.
As the her eyes began to focus once she could slowly make out the shapes of people standing in front of her, and the large objects that they were currently holding.
"Hello little one, so glad you could join us finally." A voice like cobra venom permeated the air around her. "Stand her up."
Hands clutched her arms and shoulders, hefting her to her feet.
Catrine shook her head for a moment in an effort to clear her addled brain. In an instant the haze was lifted from her mind and she could see everything clearly. Three figures wearing the tell-tale crows masks stood to her right, a fourth to her left and of course the man in control of them all standing in front of her.
"Ah, Rău, and how are you on this auspicious evening?" Catrine looked to the small table to her left, nodding to the packages that she had brought with her. "I see you got what I came to give. Now release me. Our… arrangement is complete. I’ve fulfilled my end of the bargain."
"Did you really think that I was going to let you go with something so menial as a few batches of thought control potion, despite their perfect quality? Oh no, dear. You belong to me now." Rău barked out a laugh.
"We had a deal!" Catrine could feel her anger begin to build. Rău grabbed her face, forcing her to stare into his emotionless gaze.
"Ah, yes. You provide me with a few, well developed potions, and we keep your lover out of our cross-hairs. I suppose I forgot to mention one small caveat in the agreement. If you don’t continue to create the potions that I need for my conquest of this land, I will destroy everything you hold dear.”
Only one person on the face of this planet knew the true nature of Catrine’s family line. Yes, she had been born to one of the most prominent and powerful magickal families of her time, but centuries before her ancestors had taken into their line, dragon’s fire.
Of course the only downside to this wonderful trait was Catrine’s complete inability to control the power, so when instead of spitting saliva into Rău’s face, he was bathed in fire, igniting his mask and clothing and burning his hand.
When the rest of the people in the room jumped in to attack her, Catrine fought tooth and nail, using ever ounce of energy she could produce at such short notice. When finally the last man fell, Catrine took a calming breath and focused on finding her center. When finally she could feel her power within her grasp, she materialized in her front hall; face swollen by the single blow landed on her, wrists bleeding where the bounds restrained her, and eyebrows burnt clean off.
The return of Cats presence brings the door back into his view, it pulsates and adorned in flaming veins now. Something wasn’t right, he studied the door for a moment before giving it the ol’ fuck it , lets do this shrug. Clutching the handle and ripping the door open there was a bright grey flash before he was brought back to the waking world. His head was spinning as he snapped upward. First thing he did was turn to the side and empty what was left in his stomach onto the floor.
Shit Cats gonna kill me, was the first thought in his head followed by the fuck is she? ; He had no idea where she was, Getting up was going to be a task, so he did the best he could to collect himself. Finally emerging from the bed eyes open, feet unsteady. Managing to get to the bathroom and clean himself, he made his way back into the room, but unfortunately he slipped in his own chunk, landing straight on his back with a curse. Getting up once more,he took his shirt off and tossed it over the mess.
Returning to the bathroom and once again cleaning himself up, making his way around the mess he walked out of the room, and with a bit of focus and an added click of the tongue he was able to remove the mess but he could remove the shirt. ” damn.. I’m rusty.” Exhaling he became lightheaded again, stumbling towards what was the kitchen he thought but it was really the hall. Sense off a bit but he knew Cat, and he knew her smell but for some reason he couldn’t pinpoint the other smell on he, following the scent with his head he saw Cat. ” Kitty, the fuck you- no Eyebrows, kitty-” said with endearment , words still slurred, he approached her, stopping short his face drew a blank but soon after his eyes were filled with horror and he stood there motionless, not a word was said for a few moments before he took off his ring and pocketed it. He was going to attempt to give her some of him.
" Kitty." was all he said before he embraced her, one hand on her back the other settled on her chin, parting her lips before she could protest he opened his mouth and gave to her willingly some of his essence, even as her skin burned him slightly-for he has never embraced her long without his ring- wobbling some he shifted so that he was still standing, all the while hoping it help her in some way or fashion.
Feeling as if her body had somehow been replaced with lead, Catrine tried her best to summon the necessary strength to undo her bonds with no success. Finally she slumped against the hall table, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself down when she heard a noise coming from her room.
’Oh god, he’s awake’ Catrine began to panic. She didn’t want Dieter to see her like this but she knew she didnt have enough time to heal herself before he came out of the room.
Deciding it would give her more time if she went into the kitchen, headed down the hallway, but didn’t make it passed the bedroom door before it swung open. Revealing a shirtless and somewhat confused Dieter.
” Kitty, the fuck you- no Eyebrows, kitty-” Catrine closed her eyes at the endearment and tried to hold back the tears that forming in the corners of her eyes.
" Kitty." Before she could respond Dieter did the one thing she had never expected of him, he kissed her…. but he didn’t. No, he shared something much more intimate, he gave her a part of his essence, his strength.
For a moment Catrine felt as if she had an electrical current running through her body. With out thinking released her own healing energy, returning her face to its normal shape, healing the wounds on her wrists.
Then, she focused her power on ridding her self of the rope that bound her hands. The eyebrows unfortunately would have to wait to come back naturally.
Pulling away before he felt himself slip into a dark place he had stored away in his very being. Severing the link between them, his eyes roll back briefly as shifts his weight . With a grunt he closes her mouth with the pad of his thumb, it dragging her bottom lip down with a bounce as he withdrew . Satisfaction displayed in his eyes as a grin stretch across his face. He muttered a bit before he found himself kissing her lips , reluctantly suppressing his urge to taste her a bit more he moved his lips to her forehead then took her hand. Kissing the center of her palm, he lingered before heading off to the kitchen, stringing a line of profane words up to the heavens.
” for Quetzalcoatls sake could she- she’s alive that’s all that matters.” He bit his lip and went to the kitchen sink, washed up the grabbed a soup can from the pantry . Taking the whole can and putting it in the microwave he punched some buttons and waited. Seeing as it didn’t move or anything he examined it and saw that he didn’t press start.
The can inside the microwave, there was a crackling as he walked away from the machine. There was a boom then the lights were out.
" um….your shit malfunctioned!" He peeked his head from around the corner. "Cat I’ll buy you a new one I guess ."
Catrine allowed her legs to give out from beneath her and slumped to the floor. Touching her fingers to her lips she followed Dieters path into the kitchen with her eyes, trying to process what just happened. Unfortunately her mind refused to assist her in this.
A few moments after his departure a startling bang came from the kitchen.
Scratching under his chin he cups the back of his neck with both hands, elbows up like wings behind his head as he tired to assess the situation. Turning back to look at her he arched a brow. ” Hey, uh, I think old man jeinks has one, it’s big and fancy . Or I can make you a mean bowl of cereal.- I need a shower, mind if I bum your shower?”
Cracking his neck he stretched. He closed the distance between them as he shoved his hands in to his pocket . He thumbs his ring on. ” so what brought on the hell that you brought back with you?”
"We’ll talk about it later. You’ve got spare clothes in my top drawer from last time. Or I can get you some of your own. I can tell you right now. I’m going to take a nap. It has been a very long day for me." Catrine sighed deeply leaning foreward enough to rest the top of her head on Dieters chest.
"I promise I will tell you whatever you want to know. After my nap." She lifted her head and gave him a small smile before retreating to her room.
"You puked all over my room!!!!!"
Nodding , he leaned into her. Once she started to head back to the room he trotted after her. Shrugs .” Nah , if I got clothes here why no need to go back.” Stoping to behind over and stretch while retrieving his dirty shirt. ” as you wish .”
After snagging some clothes from
the draw he started to head out he’s stopped by Cats voice. With indifference being his attitudes best friend he chuckles softly to himself ” I cleaned up I just didn’t spray ,sorry .”
Catrine walked over to her windows and opened them wide. With the breaze out side the acrid stench of vomit was gone, and the exhaustion from the day comepletely caught up with her.
Crawling into her bed for the first time in weeks was a blissful retreat, that accomanied by the cool breaze comming from outside lulled her into a deep yet fit ful rest
As her mind sailed into the realm of dreams Catrine could hear the poisonous laughter of Räu, and see the look of hatred and anger on Dieters face. She could see him walking away from her no matter how hard she screamed that she was sorry.
Suddenly her dreams became a haze of smoke and cinder, her breathing became labored and she began to panic. No matter where she turned everything had been turned to ash. In a flash of smoke and flame a great white dragon appeared before her rising to her full height and inhaling a deep breath. Catrine could see the fire building beneath the dragons scales, and as the mighty beast opened its mouth to release its blazing destruction upon her, Catrine was jolted awake.
Dieter was long gone after he showered, he went to her room to make sure she was asleep, then he took the long journey home.
Upon his arrival he saw that he left the window open, and the wind had blown the thing from his journal across the room. Shivering he closed it trying to keep the chill from the room.
Picking up papers and other things he found a picture of his family. Smiling he tucked the photo back into his journal with the other things. Closing it he picked up his grey dinosaur backpack and stuffed it in there.
Going about collecting the things he need from his shotty apartment he remembered he blew up Cat microwave, Heading across the hall in the nearly abandon building of the complex he lived in with other unwanted folks he entered the old mans place. Looking around he found the kitchen and took the Microwave and a few other trinkets he saw along the way-shoot the ol’ man wasn’t using it , being dead and all so why not. Taking his time he found some old cartoon styled dinosaur wrapping paper and black tape, he did his best to wrap the new microwave he was planning on giving to Cat. Standing back he shrugged. “that’s not bad, Shoot I should wrap things for a living.” he was proud of his wrapping he went so far as to taking a few belts to use in place or ribbons and bows. Finishing up he left the old mans place then went back to his own. Suddenly he had the idea of making a cake- he tried, didn’t work out, with whatever he had left of the batter from his apartment he forged a cupcake and to him it was the best cupcake, it smelled right and damn near looked right so he packed that way as well in a little container, that cupcake became a smashed caked, he frowned . ” aw shit, well its the thought that counts , right?” rambling to himself.
Finally locking up , he left the complex, heading back towards Cats after taking a few cabs that would get him close enough he then walked the rest of the way. He was tired, lugging that microwave around. Eventually reaching the door he let himself in.
Someone had entered her house, she was certain of it. Catrine stood and slowly, grabbing onto the first blunt object she could, made her way out of her room, making as little noise as possible. When she rounded the corner into the main hall she was brought to a dead stop. There stood Dieter, oddly wrapped package (presumably the aforementioned microwave) looking rather ragged.
At that moment, Catrine realized that she hadn’t bothered to put any clothes on, and her self defense object was indeed her carved crystal dildo.
Looking up after placing the gift down, he deadpans. ” well shit, Kitty if I knew it was that type of party I would’ve brought the lube. ” He cracked his neck to ease the tension in his neck. “I’m going to leave this here, and your--nipples-- ” his eyes ran over her body briefly as he tilts his head, a bit of blood trickled out of his nose. ” Uh I meant- you really know how to lay it on a man, well when you’re done- fuck I can’t concentrate. I’m gonna go outside now. ” placing his backpack down he opened the door and He stumbled and went down with a thud. He groaned . ” My diicckkk…” he whispered, he decided it would be best to roll out of the rest of the way and he closed the door behind him. Rolling to an upright position he leaned against the door, lit his pipe then muttered to himself running a hand through his hair then readjusting himself. “uh fuck.. ow.”
The level of embarrassment that Catrine was currently dealing with was incomprehensible. Not only did she just reveal herself… in all of her sky-clad glory, but she did so while wielding a crystal dildo, in front of her best friend. As if she were welded in place, Catrine stood unmoving as Dieter stumbled out of the house, presumably to laugh so hard he puked. Again.
Shaking herself from the stupor, Catrine returned to her room, deposited her dildo on the bedside table and donned her silver and blue dressing gown. Taking a deep breath, she walked to the front door, planning on apologizing for her inappropriate attire… and bludgeon-er.
Incongruously varied shades of red vapor clung to the air after making a quick escape from Dieters nostrils. Each draw from his pipe was followed by the sound of crackling leaves ,that were so neatly tucked into its bowl calmed his wary mind. Feeling uplifted by the smoke his eyes hooded and graced with colors that seems to resonant from inside his body and slowly merged itself with the motley hues of sky and ground around him. His head fell back with a thump as he cleared his throat. He muttered ” sweet merciful Quetzalcoatl, give me strength.” He adjust himself a bit ,chuckling to himself after rubbing his face briefly. ” Shit Kitty.. ” He couldn’t help but wonder whats kept him so close to her. Thumbing his ring for a moment, He slipped his ring on and off a couple of times causing ripples in the space around him, he clutched the ring and kissed it. ” I should go home.” He lifted the ring above his head, staring through the silver circle with indifference.
Catrine opened her door to see Dieter sitting on the steps, smoking his pipe. Gently, she sat down next to him, making sure to prevent any connection between them, and trying to ignore the continuous bursts of power emanating from the man beside her.
"Dieter, I just wanted to apologize for my abhorrent display of improper behavior inside. I want you to know I will never let anything like that happen ever again, and if you never wish to be alone with me again I completely understand." Catrine would never know how she managed to say all of that on one continuous breath. Breathing deeply to alleviate the dizziness she was feeling and to combat her deep urge to vomit,she waited for his response.
Turning his head he swore the earth was singing to him as he staggered to his feet , swaying a little. It felt as if he was in a time-lapse-dead time, he waited for the rest of him to sync with his body. When he saw Cat was there and speaking , frowned. ” waaaaae, wwaaaae waaaaee… apologize for? " his words dragged. " Kitty, thats not even- anyway ,did you eat the- the-- the thing I made?" He allowed his elbow to hug his sides, with flat palms, turned up he flopped his arms. " I I I I IIIIIIIIIIII, got you a PREZ-WENT, present. " He nodded in approval, right then Dieter wasn’t shit and he knew it. Waiting on a response he leaned himself against her home, the feeling of being lightheaded finally easing.
Catrine stood up, brushing the back of her robe off, shaking her head at Dieters behavior and trying to ignore her bruised ego. Any man that would require getting high as a kite after seeing her naked, definitely didnt want to see it in the first place.
"Yes Dieter, its a very nice present as well. Did you wrap it just for me?" Catrine took a step back as he flailed his arms around, waiting for him to calm down. Once he had calmed down and was resting against the side of her house; Catrine was able to notice his rather, blatant response to her impropriety moments ago. Her eyes cast towards the heavens, or any place that wasn’t her best friends groin, Catrine sent a silent plea to the deities asking for self control.
"Umm, Dieter, why don’t we go back inside, and I’ll bring you some coffee."