[...ard ulliel? :D]screwsparklesDecember 31 2008, 03:52:19 UTC
Nuh-not right now, you're not.
[She looks rather jittery and tense - in all honesty, she's scared that James will be after them any minute. She just wants to enjoy her damn time with Cadence, but...]
Shuh-shirt off. N-now.
[The redhead makes a swishy gesture with her hand to accompany her words, which come out sounding a lot more pushy than she intended them to.]
[fffffffffff... ♥]waywardassassinDecember 31 2008, 04:14:38 UTC
I do.
[He pulls off his shirt and turns his tie around, else it'd be in the way. His shoulder is badly wrapped in gauze he lifted from one of the shops. There's a small red stain over the bullet wound, but not much more. He does change it regularly.]
[out with it! ♥]screwsparklesDecember 31 2008, 04:19:09 UTC
[She tenses just barely at the sight and smell of his blood, even though it's dried. It's been a while since she's fed, but she can hold back, it's fine -
Just in case, though, she stops breathing. She stands up so she's level with him again and carefully begins undoing the bandaging.]
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It's just not a yes, either.
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Y'gotta l-let me look at it.
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[The comm clicks off, then stays off for a minute or so before it comes back on. There's now the sound of rapid footsteps in the background.]
...Huh-he doesn't...kn-know...where I'm guh-going...and I don't th-th-think he's following me, so.
[More footsteps, then...knock knock. Oh, how Evie likes being able to move so quickly.]
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[Hmm.
He goes to the door lazily and pulls it open, his expression nonchalant.]
It's fine. Really.
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[She lets out a soft sigh and attempts to edge between him and the doorframe to get into his room.]
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On the contrary. I'm a fantastic liar.
[And he is. He's just tired.]
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[She looks rather jittery and tense - in all honesty, she's scared that James will be after them any minute. She just wants to enjoy her damn time with Cadence, but...]
Shuh-shirt off. N-now.
[The redhead makes a swishy gesture with her hand to accompany her words, which come out sounding a lot more pushy than she intended them to.]
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Demanding, are we? I like strong women.
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Duh-do you n-now? 'S good t-t-to know.
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[He pulls off his shirt and turns his tie around, else it'd be in the way. His shoulder is badly wrapped in gauze he lifted from one of the shops. There's a small red stain over the bullet wound, but not much more. He does change it regularly.]
There. See? It's not even bleeding. Anymore.
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Just in case, though, she stops breathing. She stands up so she's level with him again and carefully begins undoing the bandaging.]
Duh-do you...h-h-have any more of this?
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