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Name: Shino Nagamasa (the boy in the nurse outfit...)

Nickname: Cutie, sweetheart, Honey... (none he picked himself)

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Race: Incubus

Birth Date:

Position: UKE

Bio: Shino is the only son of an incubus ans sucubus pairing. His parents were proud that they had such a beautiful baby boy, but soon found out that he was nothing like either of them. He was not dominant in the slightest, even though he was full incubus. His parents kept him inside the house to try and hide him from the other demons knowing that he would be eatten alive with his abilites. That was when he got the letter to go to a school on the surface. He begged his parents to let him go and finally he was allowed to leave.

He managed to get into a gifted school where the nurse helped him by giving him a drug that suppressed his ability enough that it wasn't noticed by the other students. Shino didn't pay any attention to the students, he was too busy studying trying to impress the nurse. He became the top student and continued to work ahead before he learned that the nurse was already seeing someone. It broke his heart but at the same time he began to throw himself into his studies.

Eventually he got into college and started to study to become a nurse. He graduated medical school early and came to the hospital to help the doctors and their patients.

Personality: highly submissive and shy. follows all orders exactly if they are from the doctors.

Powers/Ablities: High sex drive, and pheromones (attractions)

Set backs: He cant control attracting other men to him physically because he never learned how to use his ability.

Likes: being helpful, sweets, cuddling, salty things, stuffed animals....

Dislikes: being cornered, garlic, getting in the way

Favorites: chocolate covered strawberries... they are his drug... give him one and he will do anything you want.

Fears: someone hurting him, disappointing a doctor,

Flaws: his ability

Dreams: to have someone love him for who he is.. not his power

Username: The gothic beauty 2

Filler post for now.

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Name: Alistair Lockhart
Age: 22
Race: Werewolf
Clan: ---
Blood-type: ---
Medical history: ---
Recent injuries or illness: ---
Reason for admitance: Broken arm. Infected Vampire bite, suspected poison.
Next of Kin: Hamish Auld - 0828621897



Alistair Lockhart was a werewolf, a werewolf fresh out the cusp of control that all freshly matured Were's went through. The ability to control the flood of emotions, the rage, the pain and the joy was beyond some, a tedious experience that often involved being caged in the cells at the full moon. Alistair had been lucky enough to gain enough control after only five years, it took some longer, and some simply never achieved it. Neither man nor beast but a combination of the two, the mix wasn't always perfect.....

....of course, that had nothing to do with why he was currently here, nursing what could only be described as a vampire bite and a broken arm. "Whit dae ye mean? Gonnae-no fusin' ower me awreddy. Whit am Ah? A bairn?!" He hissed at his friend, the one who had insisted he be dragged to this god awful place in the first place. His Scottish accent was a thick brogue that swept over the room and settled. Of course, that didn't hinder his friend's understand.

"Yoo're nae bairn Alistair, we jist need tae be cautioos. Plus, yoo're bain jist isnae healin'! Dornt be a glaikit." Yes, he knew all that... didn't mean he couldn't be a glaikit... or stupid idiot to the common tongue.... should he want to be! With a huff he just growled at his friend and turned away.

"Make yerself useful Hamish an' gang gie me a bevvy. Whiskey, an' make it th' guid stuff... nae 'at watered doon piss ye fobbed me ay wi' lest time!" The chuckle from his friend was the last he heard before the door to his room clicked shut once more. Good! He was glad to be alone at last.... still, he looked down at his bone. His friend was right, the bone simple seemed to refuse to knit back together, and the bite was hurting more than usual. Sure, he had fought and been bitten by his fair share of vampires but this one had been particularly annoying. "Bludy vampire." He mumbled under his breath, resembling a rather petulant child before the moment passed.

Alistair's blue eyes, too blue to be truly human, those of a wolf; looked around the four cold and clinical walls of his 'room'. This was going to be boring! Who the hell wanted to be stuck in a place like this... what was going to do to entertain himself?

Alistair didn't look over at first, simply looked up at the ceiling with his bored look of detachment firmly in place, at least until he heard a sweet little voice that had him lowering his gaze... white hair... beautiful eyes... and a slim body! This woman was hot... wait... he frowned a little, it wasn't a woman! Boy a man? With a few blinks of his eyes he tried to convince himself that he was simply imagining things... but sure enough it seemed that this was indeed a lad and well... he had to subtly readjust the sheets to hide the evidence of his sudden arousal.

"Shiro?" He repeated, his eyes watching cautiously and predatorial. He rather enjoyed how it rolled of his tongue with his thick brogue. Shiro....

Alistair was lost in his thoughts for a moment that he nearly missed the first enquiry and comment. He growled a little under his breath. You should be able to heal the arm.... True enough usually, but it just wasn't healing! Why would he have bothered to write it otherwise? After all he had kept the form short and sweet. Hadn't bothered with much beyond his name, age and race beyond his injuries. "Sure ye can swatch laddie, but nae sure whit gud 'at will dae ye." He held his arm and neck out in presentation, they were both on the same side, so it was easy enough to do. The bite upon his shoulder not far above where the first break was.

What Alistair didn't like was the new questions, if he had wanted to tell them what had happened... he would have already! Didn't they get that much? Were's were secretive by nature, generally only mates and clan members got to know anything. "Ah was skippin' in a field ay daisy's. Whit did ye hink ah was daein'?" He huffed a little with impatience, the emotion overshadowing his earlier thoughts. Sure, he enjoyed the sight but his protective instinct was screaming to life.

Alistair made no comment about the other being an incubus, didn't even make a comment when the other attempted (rather feebly in his opinion) to chastise him about his anger.... after all, Alistair knew exactly what he was and he made no apologies for it. Ever.

Reset the bone..... yeah that didn't sound overly appealing, though he suspected that wasn't the issue. generally a were had the ability to reknit and resort the bones, the issue was more that there was no sign of repair at all despite the time that had passed. What worried Alistair most of all was that he had indeed been poisoned, was it blocking his healing ability? He hadn't tried to shift since the fight... had that possibly been blocked too? he didn't voice his concerns, didn't even show his slight fear on his face.... no he just watched, like a predator after it's prey.

"Sure, we will see whit th' doctur says." It seemed that when he wasn't around his Kin his brogue wasn't as thick and heavy, probably a good thing, still there was no denying his heritage. "While we bide time, wee incubus, wa dornt ye teel me abit 'bout yerself? Whit is a body ay yerself daein' haur? Is thes yer feedin' grind?" He looked at the guy through new eyes, what the perfect disguise... the innocent nurse with the uniform far too small to really be effective at anything other than drawing the eye. He knew that incubi were just as aggressive and dominate by nature... which made him wonder how this one could act almost.... submissive? One hell of an act you have going on, I bet it keeps your bed well serviced. He mused.

Alistair was rudely snapped from his thoughts as his arm was literally snapped back into place. He howled in agony, very much sounding like the wolf that he was. F*ck that hurt! He looked over his shoulder and glared a little at the guy. "Ah suspect ye enjoyed 'at." His snarl turned into a small smile as he looked at the guy in a new light.

For a moment all Alistair could do was glare at the guy, but it soon turned a little heated when the guy blushed and started talking about eating normal foods. It made him want to tease him, and hey! When had he ever denied himself? "Mebbe it's abit time ye try.... ye ken, they say ance yoo've bin wi' a Scot ye ne'er turn back." (Maybe it's about time you try.... you know, they say once you've been with a Scot you never turn back.) He smirked, an alluring and attractive thing that actually make his too-blue eyes sparkle with a hint of boyish mischief.

He was disappointed when he was forced to turn his attention to another... the doctor, and before he could stop himself he found himself baring his teeth and growling at the guy. "Ay coorse nae, mah kin' dornt troost these places. Ah wooldnae e'en be haur hud mah kin nae dragged mah erse haur!" (Of course not, my kind don't trust these places. I wouldn't even be here had my kin not dragged my arse here!) Get on with it man, make this quick. After all, he really didn't want to be here longer than he had to be.

With gritted teeth he just nodded at the question. Yes, yes, it was a bite... why would I bothered to write it on the form if it wasn't... arsehole. A growl escaped him, a conditioned response of animal feeling cornered and trapped. Where the hell was Hamish?

Of course his thoughts shifted from self-wallowing to concern as his mind focused on something other than tweezers on his arm, or the lad attempting to hold him down. As if that would work! He was stronger than an incubus any day of the year, let alone one who so obviously kept himself starved! Out of concern him found himself looking at the guy and saying, "If thes doesnae wark, gie Hamish, he'll hauld me... ..." (If this doesn't work, get Hamish, he'll hold me...) It wasn't all that bad though. And looking at Shino actually helped somewhat. Soon it was done and the doctor was talking to his little nurse as if Alistair wasn't even in the room. He grit his teeth, biting back the feral remark and growl that threatened to seep forward. It wasn't his place.... it wasn't!

Silence washed over him for a moment, even after he was sure the doctor had gone. After a while though he could no longer hold his tongue. "Ye ken he disnae hae pure thooghts, dae ye nae? he wants tae make ye his.... in mair than a body way aam sure. " (You know he does not have pure thoughts, do you not? He wants to make you his.... in more than one way I'm sure.) What was he saying? Had he not openly hit on the guy earlier? Even if his tone had been more amusing and playfully joking that the doctors? Did he really have a right to comment? "Sorry. Nae mah place. " (Sorry. Not my place.)

He looked away, listening distantly to the guys words. As if! He wouldn't stay here as long as they need to be 'sure'. The moment he started to feel himself healing he was out of here! This was no place for a wolf.... especially not this close to the full moon.

Hamish walked back in then, two Styrofoam cup's in his hand's and a huge grin on his face. "Ah burst th' jackpot mucker!" (I hit the jackpot mate!)

"Ah hiner yoo're reit laddie." (I hope you're right lad.) Was all he said to Shino insisting that his 'boss' wouldn't try anything, Alistair didn't think that was the case for a moment, he knew lust and want when he saw it... and he had seen it in the doctors eyes.

His thoughts shifted a little when Hamish reappeared, a grin appearing on his face even as his fierce little nurse tried to lay down the law. He chuckled, and Hamish did the same. Together the two scots could easily break the poor little nurse yet that didn't stop him from trying to do his job, he rather liked the guys spirit, was rare.

"Ay coorse nurse, wooldnae dream ay it!" (Of course nurse, wouldn't dream of it!) Hamish said, a teasing yet charming smile on his lips. As if butter wouldn't melt. For some reason that made Alistair jealous, for a heartbeat at least, odd, he usually shared everything with Hamish... even his partners. Still, the nurse left and turned to his friend as if there was nothing wrong at all. "Let's gie it ay haur Hamish." (Let's get out of here Hamish.)

Alistair knew that sceptical look from his friend when he saw it, and he was getting it full blown right now. "Aam braw! dornt make a big deal it ay naethin'... " (I'm fine! Don't make a big deal out of nothing...) Eventually Hamish agreed and the pair made easy work of collecting his few possessions, downing the drink Hamish had brought and getting out of there.... they were nearly home free when something caught his attention....

"Did ye hear 'at?" (Did you hear that?) He stopped, the wolf hearing far more than most other creatures could. A scream, he was sure that was a scream..... and crying....? He looked at Hamish, the pair stalling, it was a hospital after all, maybe someone was just getting a shot or something. After a heartbeat or three the crying didn't stop and the last thing Alistair wanted to see appeared... Dr Tenshi..... his eyes followed the direction the guy had come from and he growled, his claws extending as he charged blindly down the corridor towards the continued sobbing. His every instinct flared to life and without knocking he barged into the room that bore the good doctors name and had the sobbing coming from, he knew Hamish was close behind him, and even with his injured arm there was no stopping him.

Eyes of bright blue looked around and there he saw Shino... his uniform crumpled and torn a little, and his body shaking. Again instinct took over, his body half shifting on its own, a scary sight for anyone unfamiliar with it. "Shino! It's awe rite, I've got ye laddie." (Shino! It's alright, I've got you lad.) He took of his shirt as best as he could despite his arm injury, growling at his friend as he tried to get closer. He wouldn't accept anyone else nearly Shino right now, it was bad enough that he could smell the scent of another man, that he could see the evidence running down the lads legs... no! He didn't want to think about it! Using his shirt, and only wincing a little he covered the guy up. "Shhhh....." He tried not to touch him, although all his instincts told him to, told him to pull the guy close and protect him.

He spun his head to Hamish and snarled. "Ah want 'at bastards balls oan a plate!" (I want that bastards balls on a plate!) His friend nodded and left to go 'hunting'. Good, he wanted to be alone with Shino. He growled, sounding too close to the wolf to ever be considered human. "Lit me tak' ye awa' frae haur laddie, mah clan will protect ye, a guid wee nurse loch ye will be ay much use tae us an' ye will hae aw yer freedom in return. Dornt bide haur whaur 'at dobber can hurt ye again laddie, please..... fur me!" (Let me take you away from here lad, my clan will protect you, a good little nurse like you will be of much use to us and you will have all your freedom in return. Don't stay here where that b*****d can hurt you again lad, please..... for me!) Why he added the 'for me' he wasn't sure but the wolf was possessive and jealous and protective, it wanted Shino close and in its care... and was willing to do whatever it would take to get just that!

"Och aye, ye bludy shoods hae listened laddie! But there's nae point dwellin' oan 'at noo. We cannae change it." (Yes, you bloody should have listened lad! But there's no point dwelling on that now. We can't change it.) Yes, it was true but that didn't make it any easier for Alistair to swallow, if anything it made it worst. After all, nothing he could do could ever change the fact that this had happened, that this would always be on the lads mind whenever he was touched or looked at.... how could you take something like that away? Worst.... why did he want to try?

Some part of Alistair had already registered and accepted the truth, but not all of him was quite so willing to look too deeply right now. Especially not when the little incubus decided to point out thoughts that echoed all too closely with some of his own. All he knew for sure was, "Dinnae fash yerse laddie, they will accept ye coz Ah will will it tae be sae." (Do not worry lad, they will accept you because I will will it to be so.) Even if it meant fighting claw and tooth for the right.... though something told him that it would be more readily accepted that Shino believed. "Yoo'll hae mah protection, Ah can tryst ye 'at much." (You'll have my protection, I can promise you that much.) Tucking the guy up in his own shirt he simply shrugged off his own injuries, right now he didn't care, and his blood was running so hot that his shift was so close to the surface he was sure that Shino would be able to feel it under his skin if he paid enough attention. The wolf shone out of his eyes, making them even more eerily beautiful. Glowing brightly like the moon. Animalistic eyes. "Jist.... jist lit me tak' ye awa' frae thes place. Fin' ye somewhaur better, waur yoo're nae forced tae wear somethin' as glaikit as thes ootfit an' actually respected fur yer skills.... e'en if its nae wi' mah clan. ye cannae bide haur shino. Ah willnae allaw it." (Just.... just let me take you away from this place. Find you somewhere better, were you're not forced to wear something as stupid as this outfit and actually respected for your skills.... even if its not with my clan. You can't stay here Shino. I won't allow it.) The sincerity of his intent and his need to help the guy escape was written all over his face, and there was probably no need to say as much but he added almost deadly, "Even if Ah hae tae drag ye fightin' frae thes place!" (Even if I have to drag you fighting from this place!)

He took a deep breath and listened to the last part of Shino's almost sleepy protests... how could he be willing to sleep so easily after all that had happened? Or was it simply that he was that exhausted? Part of Alistair wanted to believe that it was his presence soothing the guy but he doubted that was the reality. Finally he answered the why of his actions. "Mah reasons ur mah ain. Jist accept thes. Please.... Shino. " (My reasons are my own. Just accept this. Please.... Shino.)

The scent was starting to get to him.... he needed to get Shino away and cleaned up.... now!

Standing, pulling the lad into his arms, despite his injury protesting the slight weight, he noticed the lad's eyes drooping again. "Gang tae sleep. I've got ye." (Go to sleep. I've got you.)

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Hamish growled, a fierce sound that echoed in the empty sterilised corridors. The way the good doctor acted as if nothing was out of place or different grated on his last nerve. "Aye, Ah ken he's alrecht. I've seen tae heem myself." (Aye, I know he's alright. I've seen to him myself.) His voice was full of venom, his eyes narrowing, and the shift was so close to the surface that if you looked close enough his whole body was now covered in very short tanned fur. Just like Alistair, Hamish was fresh out of the period of control all werewolves needed. The war with the vampires had helped their sudden need for control... after all, who wanted to miss out on that?! Not that either side was advertising such a thing, no, it was kept hush hush from the other breeds who might attempt to step in and try to interfere... it was part of the reason he and Alistair needed to leave now that he was healing again. None of this day or so bull crap! They wouldn't risk endangering anyone longer than needed.

"Ah hae tae ask.... did th' wee nurse fair much better frae yer caur, doctur?" (I have to ask.... did the little nurse fair much better from your care, Doctor?) It was obvious he knew given the way he stepped closer then, invading the good doctors personal space, moving his hand so swiftly that few breeds could have escaped the motion, and grabbed hold of the guys balls. "Mah mukker wants these oan a plate... but Ah actually hink 'at is tay braw a punishment. Sae thes is whit Ah am gonnae dae.... " (My friend wants these on a plate... but I actually think that is too nice a punishment. So this is what I am going to do....) He moved in closer, his mouth next to the doctors ear. "Aam gonnae lit ye gang wi' a warnin'.... a warnin' 'at Ah am puttin' thes hospital under surveillance. sae much as scart yer erse an' Ah will ken abit it. Tooch anither innocent an' Ah will brin' mah friends doon haur an' together we will bang ye sae stoaner 'at ye split in tois. got it? An' afair ye hink it... 'at is a threat an' a tryst aw in a body. Ah daur ye tae teel anyain. Ah willnae hesitate tae interfere." (I'm going to let you go with a warning.... a warning that I am putting this hospital under surveillance. So much as scratch your arse and I will know about it. Touch another innocent and I will bring my friends down here and together we will bang you so hard that you split in two. Got it? And before you think it... that is a threat and a promise all in one. I dare you to tell anyone. I won't hesitate to interfere.) He pulled back then and wiped his hand on his trousers as if it was diseased. "We cleare?" (We clear?)

He knew he would need to get back to Alistair and Shino soon, knew that his friend would take the nurse out of this place while he distracted the doctor. Good. He could be a distraction.

Alistair just looked at the guy, wincing a little as he readjusted him so that he was leaning more on his good side, stupid arm, how long was it going to take to heal! If he got the chance he would slice that vampire in two! Damn, he should have asked to keep the tooth.... could have taunted the guy with it. Oh well, he wasn't going back now, no, he had a very different purpose instead.

Using all his instincts and wolfish charm he made easy work of the labyrinth of corridors and windowless rooms. It was a good job his sense of smell was impeccable, he knew exactly which way to go to reach the outside. Clean and fresh air... rather than this near stagnant sterilised stuff. It was part of the reason that wolves rarely came to hospitals like this.

As he escaped Alistair only had two thoughts. Hamish, get your arse out here already and Get Shino out safe. He trusted his dearest friend to be alright, he always was. No one could best Hamish Auld in a fight and live to tell the tale unless the guy wanted you to....

The outside was fresh and crisp, and even as he closed the door his sensitive hearing detected the slight buzz of something... a silent alarm? Why would they add alarms to hospitals? It didn't matter, he started running, wouldn't stop until he reached the rendezvous point. Every now and then he looked down at the sleeping lad, wondering how he wasn't jolting him awake with each stride he took.

Quick and nimble. The way of the wolf.

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Hamish quirked a brow at that reply, very few dared to talk back to a threat like that, especially when you had their precious jewels your hand. "Ye violated a virgin? Ye pure ur scum." (You violated a virgin? You really are scum.) Note to self: Never tell Alistair that. Given how he was already acting that might actually send him into an incurable rage....

Needing to reclaim the upper hand he scented the guy, picking up the breed the only way a wolf could. "Yoo're a halflin'. fa kent 'at bluid an' rage demons coods see yak tae yak lang enaw tae gie doon an' grottie? Probably wa yoo're sic' an indecent excuse ay a creature.... we willnae come haur fur treatment again, but mah threat still stands demon. surely, wi' aw yer education, ye ken nae tae piss aff an radge wolf pack... it's loch prodin' a hornets nest only och sae much warst!" (You're a halfling. Who knew that blood and rage demons could see eye to eye long enough to get down and dirty? Probably why you're such an indecent excuse of a creature.... we won't come here for treatment again, but my threat still stands demon. Surely, with all your education, you know not to piss off an angry wolf pack... it's like prodding a hornets nest only oh so much worst!)

Hamish didn't rise to the bait about the guy going to the nurse again, he wanted him to think he was still in the hospital. Better that way. "Weel, doctur, Ah hae places tae be. ho ye." (Well, doctor, I have places to be. Excuse me.) With that he tucked his hands in his pockets and made for the exit.

Only when he was outside did he start to run, picking up his friends scent easily enough... that and the scent of sex, which told him that the nurse was still with him. They really needed to wash the guy, that probably wasn't helping... even Hamish wanted to rip out the doctors guts for his crime.... worst! He wanted to destroy anyone who tried to harm the little nurse.... he growled, caught himself and then yelped to let Alistair know he was approaching.

As he ran he realised something.... he would go back and kill that doctor in the near future.... the very near future.....

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Alistair yipped back to his friends call, the language of the wolf coming so easily to him. Only when his friend joined him did they start running again. "Lit me carry heem alistair, yer arm willnae loch 'at fur much longer." (Let me carry him Alistair, your arm won't like that for much longer.) He knew his friend was right but he couldn't let Shino go just yet. "Suin." (Soon) He eventually replied, rather reluctantly, but he trusted his friend at least.....

.....After another two hours of running, and close to their clans borders they settled down for the night. A small camp fire, freshly caught rabbits, and their jackets to make a make-shift bed for Shino. One for his head and one as a blanket.

"Yer wolf has decided hasnae it?" (Your wolf has decided hasn't it?) Alistair looked up from the cooking meat to his friend at that and frowned, growled, flashed his teeth then looked over at Shino.... yeah, his wolf had decided. Drats! "Whit ye gonnae dae?" (What you going to do?)

Alistair frowned, the sadness filling his blue eyes for a moment, "Ah huvnae got a scooby hamish.... Ah pure techt... it's sae sudden! whit th' buck am Ah meant tae dae? he.... he probably willnae e'en accept me!" (I haven't got a clue Hamish.... I mean... it's so sudden! What the ******** am I meant to do? He.... he probably won't even accept me!)

"Ye dornt ken if ye dornt gab tae heem abit it al! ye ken 'at. " (You don't know if you don't talk to him about it Al! You know that.)

"Yeah... but... Ah wooldnae accept me, hoo can Ah ask someain else tae?" (Yeah... but... I wouldn't accept me, how can I ask someone else to?)

"Eh'd accept ye al.... ye ken 'at, reit? sae gie yerself a break. yoo're worth mair than ye gie yerself credit fur... an' Ah dornt want tae hear onie naf abit white wolves an' 'at usual jobby ay yoors! ye micht dye yer hair tae be broon but Ah dornt caur either way!" (I'd accept you Al.... you know that, right? So give yourself a break. You're worth more than you give yourself credit for... and I don't want to hear any rubbish about white wolves and that usual s**t of yours! You might dye your hair to be brown but I don't care either way!)

Alistair blushed at that and ran his fingers through his hair. "Haud yer weesht... " (Shut up...)