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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 2:37:35 GMT -5
A small wooden side table had been moved to the side of the bed. There was a glass of water sitting on top of it, placed neatly next to a plate of food. It appeared to be a bit of a variety of different foods since it's preparer didn't seem to know what he might want. A sandwhich lay in the middle surounded by arrays of different meats and a bit of other things she'd gotten her hands on. There was a faint smell of burnt food drifting from the kitchen but nothing on the plate that needed to be cooked seemed to be burnt.
On the other side of the room the winged Kilate was sitting by the window again. This time her eyes were shut, head leaning against the wall. It was unclear if she was asleep or just resting a little. An empty plate and glass sat near by.
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 2:42:59 GMT -5
Limetsu decided not to disturb her, smiling to himself. Though he wasn't really hungry, he didn't want to seem rude and picked up the sandwich. He took a bite and then set it back down. He then reached for the glass of water. He had, however, overestimated the strength he had regained, and soon the glass was on the floor with a loud crash, splattered into a million pieces along with the water. He stared at it, unsure of where to get something to clean it up with, or if he could even do so in his condition.
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 3:16:39 GMT -5
The loud crash startled Zylia. She snapped to attention, her eyes soon open and darting about. She'd been used to the still, quiet around her and the break of the class cut through it violently. She shook slightly as her gaze fluttered around to find the source of the noise, one of the first places being the bed. She saw the scattered glass sharts an dthe wet floor and took a slight breath, closing her eyes to calm herself. It was nothing...
As she opened her eyes again she smiles a bit, glad it had just been the glass breaking and nothing major. She started to stand, looking at Limetsu a bit. "I'm not a big fan of alarm clocks," she joked quietly, since the noise had basically woken her up. She crossed the room and looked down at the mess a moment before looking up. "Guess I should have given you a plastic cup. Sorry, I wasn't thinking."
She didn't really seem mad or upset about the broken glass and simply walked to the kitchen and rumaged around for a broom and dustpan to sweep the class up with, then returned to start taking care of it.
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 11:38:03 GMT -5
"I am...sorry..." Limetsu said, voice soft as he spoke. "I'm not used to using...cups...and my strength...is not all back yet.." Whether his voice was quiet because of his weakness or was just naturally like that was hard to tell.
"Nor did I...intend to wake you...sorry," He added, looking down.
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 11:52:50 GMT -5
( >.> Damn it. Lets.. pretend i didn't forget to mention the scars on her face. T.T;; )
Zylia looked at him when he spoke, suprised by his soft voice but glad to hear it. She smiled a bit before looking back at the ground to accuratly sweep up the glass shards and push them into a small gathered pile.
"Don't worry about waking me up," she told him in a humble tone as she knelt down to push the glass into the dust pan. "It's fine, and you look like you've gotten back at least some of your strength since you've sat up and are talking."
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 12:31:49 GMT -5
Limetsu smiled just slightly. "I feel...a little better, thank you." He nodded his head. He then remembered he had no shirt on and looked away, a bit embarrassed. "Can I...um...have a...shirt?"
His chest was covered in many scars of all types. Old burns, cuts from swords, pretty much every type of weapon had hit him at some point. He'd noticed the scars on Zylia's face, but didn't want to ask about them. He knew he wouldn't want to talk about his scars.
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 12:39:03 GMT -5
Zylia had time while she was dressing his wounds to examine the many scars. She'd glanced over them, wondering what all he'd been through though she would not ask about his scars, just like he did not ask about hers. She didn't want to pry into it.
"It had alot of blood on it.. I hope you don't mind that I rinsed it off." She said, turning toward the kitchen and heading in it's direction. Once she'd emptied the dust pan and it and the broom away she fetched his shirt from the back of one of the chairs. It was dry now and she gave it to him once she was back by the bed. "I didn't think you would want to walk around in bloody clothes."
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 13:06:19 GMT -5
Limetsu nodded and slipped his shirt on. "Thank you..." He muttered. He wondered if she would ask his name, he didn't want to ask hers, he was accustomed to not knowing other's names.
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 13:21:34 GMT -5
She stood a moment and looked down at the wet floor, figuring it would dry on its own. It made her remember the water and she soon disapeared for a bit, returning with a smaller and this time plastic cup to set down on the table near the bed. "..Maybe that will work better," she said.
"May.. I ask your name?" She asked a little hesitantly, giving a response to what Limetsu had been wondering. She'd wanted to ask him when she'd realized he could speak again, but she'd gotten a little preoccupied.
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 16:27:04 GMT -5
"Limetsu...My name...is Limetsu," He replied, "And you are...?" He reached for a piece of meat, nibbling on it slowly.
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 16:33:58 GMT -5
"I'm Zylia," she answered with a smile. "It's nice to meet you Limetsu. If you need anything just let me know, ok?" She was glad he seemed to be getting better.
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 16:46:01 GMT -5
Limetsu nodded. "Again I thank you, for cleaning my wounds and the food and hospitality..." He hadn't had someone be so kind to him in a long while. He was silent a moment as he ate, then moved to the edge of the bed. He slid down, testing out his legs slowly to see if he could stand, finding that he could manage though it hurt a little.
"Do you have...my cloak?"
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 16:51:52 GMT -5
Zylia nodded. "I wasn't just going to let you lay where I found you," she said, "I'm glad I could help." She watched a moment in silence.
"You're cloaks in the kitchen. Are you sure you should be up like that so soon?" She felt he should still rest more, he hadn't had that much time to recover yet.
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Post by Shikaru on Dec 9, 2007 17:04:36 GMT -5
"I don't...want to lead my attackers here..." Limetsu muttered, heading towards the kitchen at a slow rate.
(whee poop. o.o' Gonna get somewhere in a minute...)
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Post by Oliver on Dec 9, 2007 17:10:49 GMT -5
"You're still not in the best of shape..." She pointed out quietly. "What if they were to get after you again? You'd be at a pretty big disadvantage..." she said, voiceing a bit of concern. "..It might take whoever they are while to track you down since I took to the sky.. It's a little harder to track someone if they've been flying... unless.. they can sense you.."
She followed after him a moment slowly before moving a head and getting to the kitchen to getthe cloak and reamurging with it so he didn't need to go all the way.
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