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The woman giggled loudly as the fiery liquid tickled down her throat, nearly having to spit it back into the flask. But, with a stubborn gulp, managed to inhale the whiskey, and coughed slightly with hiccuping laughs accompanying it. A pair of beady black eyes stared where Alyssum was rolling over a messy bed, the owner nestled deep into his own bed as if trying to disappear from the room. It was obvious that he detested the hybrid in this state, but if she cared, she didn't realize it. "Aww, Mac, why th' long face?" she prompted when she noticed his attempts to hide. "Or, sho' I say, long beak?" "Go bother else."
Alyssum again threw a laughing fit as if his words were a joke, rolling onto her back as she rubbed her forehead. She still felt heated, and pain still tingled from the bandages under her arm where the cat had scratched her. Though she was giggling like no tomorrow, she still felt the pain, and turned the flask upwards to get another sip, but only a tiny amount was left. "Time for another drink," she murmured to herself brightly, grabbing the bag from the side of the bed and pulling towards her. After moving items within it for a moment, her smile flatered and turned into a grimace. "No more whiskey," she whined.
With a groan, she turned over in the bed, fuzzed mind trying to get rid of the overhanging pain and fever that settled over her. No matter how much she drank, it seemed that the the impending sickness hung over her. Heating up again, she moved onto her back and thought about that stupid cat. Crazy cat, silly cat, mad cat. How did it dare make her feel like this? Why did it make her body betray her and make her weak? It was a good thing Jazper was there to save her, or else she'd be worse than having a fever.
Jazper... Her mind tumbled down thoughts about him, things that made her giggle and sigh. Then, reaching some sort of decision, she calmly got up from her bed, swaying lightly, and left the room with her empty flask still in hand. She somehow managed to stumble up the stairs and onto where the Sole rested, and knocked loudly on his door. Luckily, no one slept near the other rooms. "Hey," she drawled out as she opened his door anyway, peeking into his room. "Hey, hey, big boy! Wake up."
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08-06-2012, 03:24 PM
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09-03-2012, 04:55 PM
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It was late in the evening when Jazper had returned home, happy with the results of his hunting trip. Luck had been on his side and he had managed to bring home what had once been an injured fawn. It didn’t matter to him how the little thing had been hurt, once prey broke a bone they were a free feast as far as he was concerned. With the moon high in the sky he sat at his desk, writing in his log book about the status of the pack and the members. With a heavy heart he reported that Alyssum had come down with a fever, likely from infection or something the wild cat had been carrying. He wondered how she had become ill yet he was walking around fine, the bandages kept fresh and wrapped tightly around his torso protecting the scratched on his back from infection. Flipping through the pages he reflected silently on what a good idea it was to keep track this way. It was near impossible to remember what happened with the pack day to day.
Closing the book quietly he made his way to bed, snuggling under the furs happily. As he began to drift off a rattle from the door and Alyssum’s voice caused him to sit up. His normally clothed body was clearly bare, only the furs covering his lower half. Gold eyes looked at the soft brown coymix curiously. Aly.... this is a surprise. He greeting fondly before remembering her fever, Shouldn’t you be in bed? The way she had addressed him made him suspicious, had the sickness gotten to her head? Never before had he heard he refer to him a “big boy”. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he waited for an explanation. .jazhaw b {font-weight:bold; color:#c9724d; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #180902; } .jazhaw p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .jazhaw {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#683718; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ko9He.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 320px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#bb7151; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .jazhaw p b:before { content: open-quote; } .jazhaw p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html]
09-04-2012, 12:39 PM
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10-08-2012, 01:22 PM
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The small brown fae pushed her way into the room and closed the door behind her causing the Knight to raise a brow questioningly. His blood instinctively began to flow, his alpha needs telling him that this was a good thing. As she jumped onto the bed his mouth slacked open in confusion. They were alone, with the door closed in the middle of the night, Jazper’s perfect fantasy. His body ached for her but his mind reminded him that it was the fever talking, she shouldn’t even be here. It’s not that I don’t want ya’ here Aly but you’re ill. He grumbled shuffling his large body against the wall and as far away from the strange behavior of the girl he was falling for.
He opened his mouth to tell her to leave, a command she dare not refuse but her next words sent his mind spiraling. Something to tell him? His ears perked forward curiously and he leaned forward slightly from the wall. You know you can tell me anything. He took pride in the fact that he would never turn away a Cavalier who wanted to share information with him. They were all his family. What’s on your mind? Although he knew he should be picking her up and bringing her back to Hadley’s care his heart couldn’t help but hope that she would say exactly what he was feeling. .jazhaw b {font-weight:bold; color:#c9724d; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #180902; } .jazhaw p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .jazhaw {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#683718; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ko9He.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 320px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#bb7151; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .jazhaw p b:before { content: open-quote; } .jazhaw p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html]
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