Aww, eep, aww
Zabana: Because I wouldn't. ~crosses her arms~
Six-chan: *pets her* You know none of them would have let him die. Except maybe Beth. But she's turning out to be a big bitch. So nyah.
Zabana: I'll kill her later. ~grumble, eyes flash, sighs~
James: *struggling to get the air to talk* I can...hear you...you know.
Endisa: Which wouldn't happen if you were asleep like you should be, dear. ~gently~
Zabana: ~stops ranting and sits on the edge of the bed, eyeing him, and apparently, is satisfied~ Oh, good. You'll live.
James: *snerks, coughs, groans and rubs his neck* Glad to know... you care. *glares over at Endisa* ...Hungry. (translation: I would go to sleep if someone would feed me something other than BROTH)
Zabana: ~glances at Endisa who shakes her head~ Of course I care, idiot.
James: *smirks and grabs her, dragging her over and squeezing her*
Zabana: ~blink, blink, shakes her head in amusement~ Are you sure you're hurt? ~kisses his cheek~
Trace: *walks in, then blinks, suddenly looking uncomfortable*
Endisa: ~smiles softly at him~ Come in, Trace, it's alright.
Trace: *smiles a little* Thanks... *looks over at James* Ian and I wanted to see how you were. We were really worried.
Ian: ~wheels in and looks at him, then breathes a sigh of relief~
James: *smirks, but is obviously tired and in pain* I'll... live.
Endisa: ~smiles to herself and lays a hand on his shoulder, pulsing a bit of magic to smooth away the pain quietly, kind of fading into the background while they visit~
Zabana: You're too damned stubborn not to. ~looks rather pleased~
James: You'd find a... way to bring me... back and... kill me even if... I did.
Zabana: ~laughs softly~ And smart, too. ~ruffles his hair~
James: *gives Endisa a look of gratitude and turns to the other puppies* How's... the pack?
Ian: ~wheels over to the bedside and sighs softly with a shrug~ We... really didn't get a chance to see them. ~glances down, because he's slightly ashamed of not being so tough~
James: *straightens like he's going to tell Ian off, then sags, and looks away* Then find out... as a favor... for me... okay?
Ian: ~glances back up with a small smile~ Of course I will.
Endisa: ~makes a soft tsking sound when he sits up~
Trace: *laughs and whispers to Endisa* Forgive him, he's growing up.
Endisa: ~smiles softly and nods, looking at James~
James: *groans and shifts Zabana* Damn it...woman... you're heavy.
Zabana: ~sits up and just takes his hand, starting to make a snarky comeback but refrains~
James: Damn it... 'm not dead... yet.
Zabana: ~grins~ Stop hurting yourself and you won't be for a while, prat.
James: *laughs, groans and rubs his neck again*
Trace: I think he's something of a masochist right now. *grins*
Ian: I blame her. ~grins, too~ Showing off...
James: *sour look*
Endisa: Don't show off too much, or I'll be forced to send you to dreamland. ~stern look~
James: I'm still... hungry, you know...
Endisa: I have a never-ending supply of broth. ~calm smile~ And there's always tea.
James: *GROAN*
Endisa: ~tries not to chuckle at him~ You're getting everything you need, don't worry.
James: *hmphs*
Zabana: ~smirks~ Careful, I wouldn't be so hard on the one who made sure you didn't bleed to death if I were you.
Trace: She is your doctor. She could make it so you eat broth for the rest of your life *sooo amused*
Ian: ~nods in agreement~ She's mean when she needs to be. I know from experience.
James: *huff, slight snuggles to Zabana*
Zabana: ~leans down and kisses his forehead, thinking that men are always such terrible patients...~
Trace: So, Jame. Is there anything you want us to bring you, that's doctor-approved?
Endisa: ~looks at him expectantly, since she really hasn't wanted to leave his side long enough to get anything that wasn't completely necessary for him~
James: My laptop... *mutters* And a steak...
Zabana: ~rolls her eyes~
Ian: Well... ~glances at Endisa~ I don't think you want her beating you with the steak, so...
Trace: *tries to hide his snickers behind a cough*
James: -_-
Endisa: ~perfectly straight face~ That would be rather counter-productive, yes. ~then softly~ Maybe tonight, James.
James: *shrugs it off* I'm just being... difficult. I do... want my laptop... though.
Zabana: ~mumbles~ You? Difficult? ~smiles~
Endisa: ~nods~ As long as you don't over-do it, and you get some sleep, as well.
James: *nods, letting her know he does take her and this very seriously*
Trace: Well, I'll be right back then. I know where his rooms are, after all.
Ian: ~nods and smiles~ Anything else, James?
James: *shakes his head* No... I'm fine.
Ian: ~eyes him again and nods~ I guess... um... ~glances at the females~ Trace, you want company?
Trace: *holds back a laugh and nods* Sure, I'll show you around the other part of Six's closet that no one ever sees anyway. *holds out his hand for Ian to take*
Ian: ~smiles~ Sounds good. ~after a slight pause of *something* and a slow smile, takes Trace's hand with a light squeeze and gently places it on his shoulder~
James: *watches them go and rolls his eyes* Sap... gross...
Zabana: Hush, I think it's sweet. In a cavity-inducing sort of way.
James: *scooches down in the bed and curls up in his covers* Whatever you... say.
Endisa: ~spares them a smile and settles in to keep up concentrating on pain management~
Zabana: ~smirks and looks at him again, her expression softening a bit~ I'm glad you're okay. ~squeezes his hand gently~
James: *looks up at her* Me too. Sorry if I... scared you.
Zabana: ~nods and enfolds his hand in both of hers~ Don't you dare do it again. I kind of like you in one piece.
James: *laughs, then coughs again* I can't... guarentee. Things might... keep changing.
Zabana: Just take care of yourself. ~peers in his eyes~ I don't want to have to kill anyone...
James: *reaches up with his other hand and touches her cheek* I can...at least try... to keep... the count down... to one hand... *quirks an uneasy smile at her*
Zabana: ~turns her head and kisses his hand~ That'll do for now, I suppose.
James: *seriously* I might have to... leave the pack.
Zabana: ~sigh of frustration~ From what I hear, that's not exactly taking care of yourself.
James: I didn't say... I would... but now that order's... been restored... I need to decide whether... I want to.
Zabana: ~nods~ Well, I can't stop you from doing that. ~small smile~
Trace: *is standing silently in the doorway with the laptop, listening and hoping they won't notice him*
James: I need to... talk to... Angel.
Zabana: ~leans down and kisses his cheek with a nod~
James: But once I've... had enough rest... right, doc? *smiles at Endisa*
Endisa: ~smiles softly and nods~ You're learning.
Trace: *shakes his head and knocks on the doorframe* I brought your computer.
Ian: ~is sitting behind him, over his squick~
James: *grins* Finally... no more silence...
Ian: ~laughs~ Don't drive your healer too crazy.
Trace: *sets the laptop down and opens it up, turning it on* Endisa puts up way too much from you, don't give her a headache from your strange taste in music.
Endisa: ~classic, long-suffering look~
James: *laughcough*
Zabana: ~looks at Endisa for a minute before pondering and holds out her hand, a set of headphones appearing~ Just remember, the more distracted she is, the more pain you're in. ~smirks, hands him the headphones~
James: Believe it... or not... it helps me... sleep. *grins and plugs them in*
Ian: ~shakes his head~ Possibly because it blasts your braincells into submission? ~grins~
Trace: *chokegiggle*
James: *gives Ian a critical look, then smiles* Maybe...
Zabana: ~looks at Trace and snickers~ Oh, that was just cute. ~shakes her head~ Whatever helps, though. ~smiles~
Ian: ~blink, smiles~ She's right though. If it works, it works.
James: *opens up his music program and turns down the volume, playing a song* Don't be jealous because... my music taste... kicks more ass... than yours does.
Ian: ~slight grin~ You could say that...
Endisa: ~gets up for a few minutes and makes herself busy before coming back with a cup of tea and an apologetic smile at James~
James: *grimaces, but takes it* Thanks, 'Disa... won't complain... anymore, alright?
Endisa: ~smiles~ Thank you. <3
James: *takes a breath and drinks it all in two gulps, and tries not to grimace too much* Think I should... sleep now... *settles down in the bed and looks at everyone*
Zabana: ~nods, overly glad that he's proving to have some common sense and kisses his cheek again~ I think you'd better. I'll stop back in later to see how you're doing.
James: *pulls his comforter up and puts his headphones on* Look forward... to it.
Trace: *goes and gives Endisa a hug* We'll be out of the way. Take care, and not just of him.
Endisa: ~smiles and hugs him back~ I will, you, too. All of you. <3
Ian: ~smiles and nods~ We will. Get some rest, you. ~chuckles~
Trace: *goes over and pats James on the shoulder, then gives Zabana a hug* You two take care, too.
Zabana: ~quirky grin~ Always do. ~hugs back, glances at James again with a soft look and heads out~
Trace: *waves one last time to Endisa and heads out with Ian*
James: *after a minute* Hey Disa?
Endisa: ~glances up and smiles~ Yes?
James: Go... sleep. I can deal with... a little pain for... a while. *turns in bed and doesn't look at her as he says it*
Endisa: ~opens her mouth to say something, blinks, then squeezes his shoulder very gently and kisses his forehead before getting up and settling in on the empty bed...even if she doesn't stop sending him enough to take an edge off of the pain until the tea kicks in~
James: *sets his computer on shuffle and settles in, ignoring the pain and drifting off to sleep*
Nuin: ~grumbles faintly at her mun and eyes him~ Damnit, I've been avoiding this. ~crosses her arms~ Hello, Chstavr.
Chstavr: *growls* Hello, Nuin. Been a couple centuries, wouldn't you say?
Nuin: Mmhmm, it has. And you just keep getting less and less cute as time passes. I would ask how you've been, but the scowl telling.
Chstavr: *holds in a twitch* Not that you would be able to tell anything from me. I have been rather well, I must say, if not for having to take care of a few dogs last night.
Nuin: Oh? Your lackeys getting themselves in trouble again? ~sweet smile~
Chstavr: *glares* My "lackeys" are nothing short of perfection these days. My apprentice merely has a fondness for making friends.
Nuin: Well, then, she's smarter than you are. ~infuriating <3~
Chstavr: *holds back another twitch and rubs his forehead* Well, that was my hope when I took her on as an apprentice... *hatehatehatehatehateNuinhate*
Nuin: She certainly does get on better with the royalty than I ever expected from her. ~sweet hateful smile~
Chstavr: *sucks in a breath* I've never forgotten my court manners, Nuin. She was taught from one of the best.: Angel: ::Smiles back:: Good...because I'm pretty sure he really likes you too...<3
Nuin: Oh, so that's what it's called now... ~somewhat mean glint in her eye~ ... ~sighs~ Chstavr, what on earth happened to you? ~looks him up and down~ You used to be the most precious child...
Chstavr: *glares* Don't you dare start with me, Nuin. It is because of your court that I am this way. You destroyed that "precious child".
Nuin: ~glares back~ Oh yes, I destroyed him. I forgot. I was entirely against that war. Don't even try to blame us, Chstavr. You *know* we didn't want it.
Chstavr: *crosses his arms low over his chest, almost cradling his stomach* I was shoved aside like a ragdoll and ignored. I was left out in the cold and given nothing, Nuin. They abandoned me. Any leader that does that to any of their subjects is not worthy of ruling.
Nuin: ~stares at him long and hard~ And yet still, you wouldn't *let* anyone give you anything.
Chstavr: *looks away and says nothing for a moment* My heart was in the empire. *can't deny to himself that he made a mistake with her, but won't let himself correct it* One person who claimed to have pitied me so many years ago won't change my mind.
Nuin: No... no... this person that *loved* you so many years ago has long since given up on that.
Chstavr: I didn't know what love WAS, then. I was a fool back then, and you continue to be now. What we had was nothing.
Nuin: ~inclines her head~ Even so. ~turns on her heel to walk off, cramming her emotions back down, then stops and says quietly, still looking at the door~ Since I'm here and I have your attention, I thought you should know that you're a grandfather. Not that it means anything to you. ~walks out~
Chstavr: *starts, looking at her as she walks out* ...Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT. *picks up a nearby glass of wine and chucks it at the wall* I SHOULD KILL YOU, YOU WITCH. *shakes with anger and emotion*
Chstavr: *screams* HAESIA.
Shanzi: ~wincewincewince~
Chstavr: You get her in here NOW, woman.
Haesia: ~appears with a scatching look of annoyance because she was in the middle of learning a spell...sees the look on his face and freezes~
Chstavr: *conjures up another glass and chucks it at another wall* DAMN IT, Haesia. Why the fuck didn't you tell me that BITCH was living near you. WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?
Haesia: ... ~frowns, so confused~ ...Who?
Chstavr: *wants to scream* What was the one thing I ever told you about brownies?!
Six-chan: [that would be, of course, to never talk to them unless you were being tortured]
Shanzi: ((lol))
Haesia: ~blinks~ Well, I haven't. Lukas said something about there being one around, but I certainly haven't seen any in quite a long time.
Chstavr: You are not, under ANY circumstances, to speak with her, do you hear me? If I hear you've taken one step near her, I will... I will... *sits down in a near by chair, head in his hands, and screams* I kill her, I swear to everything, I'll rip her in two!
Haesia: ~stares at him in shock, then walks over and sinks to her knees in front of him~ Chstavr... what happened? ~terribly worried look~
Chstavr: *shakes a little, closing his eye tightly* People are playing a very sick joke against me... *quietly* Damn it, Nuin... I didn't mean it...
Haesia: ~leans up and rests her hands on his shoulders, frowning, and then hugs him tightly~
Chstavr: *doesn't cry, because he won't ever cry, but leans into her and shakes his head* She was a ghost I thought I left behind in the Court... but Fate's led her back to me again...
Haesia: ~sighs softly and sits back, pulling him down into her lap, holding him close and murmurs softly~ She loved you, then?
Chstavr: She thought she did...
Haesia: ~snorts despite herself and squeezes~ Just like I think I do?
Chstavr: But you will never have anything so... substantial to remind you that it was there...
Haesia: ... ~pauses, closes her eyes and sighs~ Ah.
Chstavr: *shudders again* I have grandchildren...
Haesia: ~just holds him tightly and refuses to let herself cry, and not really knowing what to say to that~
Chstavr: *curls up in her arms* That bitch...
Haesia: ~shifts around to lean back against the chair and cradles him protectively, bringing her knees up and curling around him~ Love... ~sighs and kisses his cheek gently~ It would have happened someday...
Chstavr: *says nothing, because how can he explain how much he wanted them dead?* *takes a deep breath and relaxes in her arms, because there isn't much else he can do*
Haesia: I wish I could say *something* that would help, but... ~sighs softly and rests her cheek against his hair~
Chstavr: Unless you could promise me to kill her... *but he doesn't mean it*
Haesia: ~opens her eyes~ No. I couldn't ever blame anyone for that, so no. ~nuzzles gently~
Chstavr: *leans into her nuzzling, thinking deeply*
Haesia: ~slips her hands into his hair~
Chstavr: *turns his head and kisses her wrist*
Haesia: ~smiles a bit and leans down to kiss him softly~
Chstavr: *kisses back, but it's very distracted*
Haesia: ~goes back to stroking his hair, giving him the freedom to think, but not really wanting to leave him alone~
Chstavr: *squirms out of her grasp after a moment, picking her up* I'm tired. *moves her over to the bed*
Haesia: ~nods quietly and scoots back onto the bed~ Alright.