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 Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 7:57 am
*Early in the afternoon the following day, Melliandra breezes into Luke's room. She's barefoot, in a shift and dressing gown of the highest quality, her hair loose and slightly damp.*
Really, *she tsks, murmering to herself in amusement* He didn't even bother to take his boots off.
*Crossing the room, Mel plunks down on the edge of the bed near Luke's head and starts flicking his nose lightly* Look, darling! *she announces cheerfully* You're still here!
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:14 am
*Luke jerks upward and makes a sound of pain. He awakes on edge and takes in his surroundings.*
*He appears suddenly relieved that - yes, he is still there. Then Luke shoots Melliandra a livid glare. His face has an impressive bruise from the night before, and though he's rested, Luke has nowhere near recouperated.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:19 am
See? All that fuss, for nothing! *she pats his cheek*
Come now, my dear, out of bed before you laze the whole day away!
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:32 am
*Luke mechanically gets out of bed, wincing. He notices a tub has appeared in the room, filled with water. However, he's not interested.*
*He points to the door.* Let's go.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:44 am
*Mell crinkles her nose* Ugh, you are truly a mess. Filthy! *she waves her hand about to clear the air* You can't honestly expect me to concentrate around this stench.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:52 am
*Luke draws out an angry sigh. But nods. Fine, she wanted him to take a bath. He'd take a bath. Luke pulls his shirt over his head.* You want to hang around that's up to you, sweetheart.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:56 am
Tempting. *Mell smirks* But I think I shall have to tear myself away. *She stands and heads for the door* You'll find clean things in the wardrobe.
*and out she goes again*
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 9:31 am
*Luke strips down and lowers himself into the tub. He washes his face and body, which has sustained injuries from the bar fight, the fourteen hour ride on horseback, and his little brush with 'Cosimo'.*
*What in holy ******** had that been about anyway? Melliandra hadn't needed the rest, and Luke would have been able to do without it - if Mel hadn't knocked his a** onto the ********' floor.*
*It was clear to him now that she'd needed the time to take care of something else.*
*As Luke bathes, he notices the water held a sweet scent of flowers and herbs. He suddenly wonders why Mel insisted he have a bath. Why she was stalling. Luke sighs. He decides he'd only find out if she wanted him to. Even though he looks like s**t, at least now he won't have to smell like it.*
*Luke dries off and changes into a new set of clothes, made from richer fabrics than the clothes he'd worn the day before. Then he walks outside, where Mel is waiting.*
There. This better?
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 10:26 am
Oh, my dear boy, infinitely so! *In the interum, Melliandra has changed into a fresh set of clothes, herself. She's still dressed as a man, though without the guise of one. She eyes Luke thoughtfully, leaning against the wall and rubbing her chin*
Now .. *she murmers, more to herself than to him* Which next ... ?
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 10:34 am
*frown* What're you talking about?
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 10:39 am
*Mell ignores the interruption* Hmmm .. yes .. *she pulls a small vial from the pouch at her hip, pulling the stopper out with her teeth* Hold still now.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 10:44 am
*Luke tenses and frowns to Melliandra warily.* What is that?
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 10:53 am
*Melli siiiighs as though it should be fairly obvious* If you're very lucky, something that may just keep you alive and sane in the presence of this little 'artifact' you're so keen on.
*She dabs some of the liquid on her fingertips and rubs them together, then starts muttering to herself in some incomprehensible tongue*
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 11:05 am
*She was protecting him. It dawns on him that perhaps that's what the insistence of the bath had been about, perhaps even what last night had been about.*
*Despite all the s**t she'd put him through, she was doing her level best to keep him alive.*
*Luke does as requested. He holds still and watches Melliandra silently.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 11:11 am
*Entirely focused, Melliandra presses her fingertips first to Luke's forhead, the space over his heart. She grabs his hands and presses against each wrist. The liquid feels cool at first touch, then warm. It seems to have left a bit of discoloration on Mell's skin, but has no such effect on Luke's*
*She steps back, tucking the vial away, and shakes her hand out idly as she studies him again*
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