thirteen; video

[underage]

[once again, he's doubled over in pain from a wound that's long since healed. he's clutching his side, crying, and it's clear that the recording isn't intentional, but started when he stumbled forward and knocked things off of a table onto the floor

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[avengement]

[ watching him crumple without a trace of emotion on her face. Cruel, perhaps, and matter-of-fact. She decides not to speak. ]

[underage]

[and he glares back, keeping his gaze steady even as his breaths come pained and heavy.]

[avengement]

What do you need?

[underage]

[her eyes are like a demon's, and he can't see through her, can't even guess what she's thinking when she looks at him. maybe he hates hannah, but when it comes to protecting luca-- better the devil he knows.]

Nothing.

[sparkling_by]

What's... happening?

[underage]

Those disgusting monsters are everywhere outside, and it-- keeps hurting. There's no blood, so why won't it--

[sparkling_by]

...let's, ah... let's call you a doctor, all right? Maybe it was something you ate, or...

[underage]

It's not something I ate, it's where he stabbed me.

(Private)

[valentineluke]

Dr. Disraeli may aid if asked.

(Private)

[underage]

There isn't even a wound anymore--

Re: (Private)

[valentineluke]

As a doctor, he would have a number of strong analgesics on-hand.

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[ninelocks]

[She would know that voice no matter how distant, how pained- and it brings an emotion up in her throat that she doesn't readily identify. The emotion that comes with fearing for the safety of something mortal, that same feeling as with Luca, that... he was something precious.

And things precious to her... she didn't wish them to hurt, to be-]

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[ninelocks]

[And she hurries in to the room, moving to kneel at his side in a flurry of skirt immediately, hands moving to touch and kept a single inch away, waiting for his permission, for his orders- a perfect maid, in the absence of a perfect butler.]

My lord-

action; lmao finally the comment lj refused to post at 7 this morning

[underage]

[he grabs her by the sleeve, not looking her in the eye, speaking through heavy, shuddering breaths.]

Don't you dare let anything happen to Luca. If you don't protect him, I'll--

action; stoopid lj

[ninelocks]

[Now, she moves to support him, looking for wounds- that she cannot find. He shouldn't be hurting, and yet-]

I would not allow such a thing to happen.

[Quick to assure- but it's true. Yet now, she has another concern- the pain he seems to be in that she is not sure she can soothe.]

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[sinandservitude]

[Just lurking.]

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[underage]

[one hell of a douchebag. :|]

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[sinandservitude]

[You know it :|b]