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Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

If you pretend to be my better... Eligos was feeling too tired and injured to answer, but he couldn't help but keep at it. You shouldn't really compare your acts to mine, or you could sink with me he mumbled, trying to follow the disgruntled warrior's pace, struggling to do so, stumbling every few steps. It had come to that in the end, a form so weakened that he couldn't even keep pace with a human. Eligos lamented that his injuries just undermined and slowed him, not being serious enough to outright kill him and save his pride from that treatment, from Scarlet's self righteous discourse. With time, the sounds of the nightly creatures and uneven steps of the couple, gave way to the distant sounds of a settlement, smoke rising in the air. Did I end your patience, mouse? Are you finally going to kill me? Or... don't tell me that this mud hole is your town? Eligos tried to mock her with the last of his strength. Beaten by a peasant... he muttered, before she warned him to be silent. So she had other ideas in her mind, what kind of Demon Hunter was she? What was that girl up to? Eligos couldn't talk even if he wanted, and it wasn't his injuries what hold his tongue, nor Scarlet's warning that she was the one to handle that. No, what kept the verbosity of the demon at bay was seeing her act like that, lie like that. The haughty and sanctimonious warrior was not only lying to a doctor, but also doing so to treat the wounds of her prey! Eligos was too surprised to ruin her plan, and could only help her getting dragged inside, having an easy time looking the part of a disoriented and injured man. Fire... he muttered weakly, I fell... Eligos whined, looking too weak to even utter another word. Luckily for that charade, the cuffs he was wearing had no traditional chain between them, making those things look more of a complement on his already garish looks than a restraining instrument themselves. As far as he could know, Eligos felt depressingly mortal, so the doctor shouldn't see anything strange when he examined his cuts and bruises. Those cuffs were turning to be both a curse and a blessing, it seemed. Maybe it was his corrupt, demonic nature, or perhaps it was seeing that paladin of all things good acting sneakingly what caused it, but even in those dire circumstances, Eligos found a bit of an amusement himself. Oh, how would he taunt her once they were alone, he could almost savor it. The situation also presented a hope he didn't have before. If that hunter was as unorthodox as she seemed, perhaps there was a chance for him to take advantage of some kind of situation days later, once his wounds were healed. Eligos could only wait and see, be ready when the situation presented itself.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

Scarlet was slightly taken back as she didn't expect Eligos to play his part vocally, figuring he would have just kept his lips sealed. The doctors eyes searched the two with curiosity, leading them into the small office before presenting the patient table to him. Please sit down so I may have a look at your wounds. The doctor more or less instructed him instead of asked, waiting for the aching man to comply with his request. Taking his stethoscope that was hanging on a nearby hook, he gingerly tucked the ear plugs inside of his ears and held up the base, prying the cold instrument onto his chest and his back. A look of concentration glazed over his features before gripping his arm. He would inspect it as if he were peering into a hard-to-read painting. Scarlet chose to stay quiet and let the professional do his job. Do you remember anything that has happened at all? LaBor asked before taking a bright light and peering it into his eyes, checking for basic signs within his pupils. Some wounds are deeper than others. I can suture them quickly and give you some ointment, along with a prescription of pain medication. You're also very dehydrated, so I recommend fluids by drinking or I can administer an IV into you. He offered some options before setting his stethoscope back to where he retrieved it. No broken bones? No fractures? Concussions? Scarlet spoke up, a concerned look painted on her features. Nothing broken or fractured, but if he cannot remember anything then I may suggest a minor head injury. His vitals are great despite his appearance. LaBoe replied to her inquires before crossing his arms and peering into Eligos's eyes. Now, tell me, what treatment do you wish to receive?
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

Eligos played his part, letting the doctor intrude into his space to do whatever he needed to. It wasn't as he didn't know what a doctor was, Eligos wasn't stupid, but as such practice had never been a concern of his, he wasn't aware of what it could entail. After all, he who had a perfect body and powers to regenerate dire wounds, was never in need of a doctor. I... ah... Eligos used his own weakness as alibi, being the perfect confused patient, can't remember he finally said. Eager to play his role and perhaps wanting to hide his nature over the convenient veil of amnesia, Eligos pushed his character further on. She saved me, I'm grateful, I'm- he set up his next move, wanting to look weak and disoriented so that man wouldn't ask more questions about him. I'm... can't remember my name... he said, looking down. After a short pause, making it look like he was considering out what to do, he had it clear. Those wounds needed tending, but he wasn't ready nor wanting to let that doctor do more than it was just needed on his body. Just suture, water and rest will be enough I think he commented, wanting to test what Scarlet had in mind, what was she thinking when she brought here with a lie on her lips. But how I'm going to pay you? he wondered, his eyes shifting back and forth between the doctor and the hunter. I don't seem to carry anything of value he mumbled, making himself look ashamed, that one was easier after such a recent defeat. The fire... the smoke... Eligos touched his throat. Water, please he begged, looking at the doctor go fetch him some. I don't know what are you up to with this, mouse Eligos whispered to Scarlet once the doctor was gone. But I'll play along for now, even if you seem fixated on shaming me he hissed, misunderstanding Scarlet's intent while he waited to have some water and see what the doctor thought of his words. Go on, keep helping this amnesiac foreigner... he mocked, shortly before the doctor came back. Eligos was surprised with the first sip of water. It was nothing extraordinary, in fact it was somewhat warmer than he would liked it, not to mention how bland the drink was by nature. And yet, few things Eligos had over the ages were more welcome than that water. He had tasted marvels along the land, taking advantage to surround herself with pleasure as he went on, but none of those delicacies could compare to that simple lukewarm glass of water and how his newfound form needed it.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

Once the doctor exited the room to fetch the poor man a drink, Scarlet's features grew hardened and uncaring, despite the beautiful sincere features she had just given him moments ago. What do you mean shaming you? She spoke through clenched teeth, almost embarrassed that he couldn't see the goodness she was doing for him. Do you realize I am trying to help you right now? It would be pathetic to bring you when you're on deaths door. It was kind of contradictory how she was taking him to be killed yet wanted him to be well before going there. It made no sense, truly it didn't, but why would she showcase an ill demon? Surely it wasn't the strongest one she sought out for. Here you go. Dr. LaBoe handed him the glass of water, small bubbles still rising to the top as a sign that it was just freshly poured. Scarlet watched Eligos as he sipped the liquid, watching his throat bob up-and-down in delight as it slid down his esophagus. After the glass was finished, LaBoe washed his hands thoroughly at a nearby sink before snapping on a pair of creme colored gloves. It's going to hurt for a minute, so please grip onto this if needed. A stress-relief ball was handed his way, often used during sutures due to the pain. Reaching into his cabinet, he pulled out a clear bottle of liquid, almost resembling water, but it was a very pungent smell accompanied with it, Alcohol reading on the label. This will burn, but it is to clean your wounds before I suture them, okay? LaBoe was use to telling his patients what he was doing, and why he was doing it, as it eased the tension in the aura. Lightly he dabbed a cotton ball into the liquid, soaking in enough before closing the lid. Gently he leaned over him, tapping patiently on his laceration with care, Scarlet watching for any signs of pain in Eligos' face. Now that your injuries are cleaned, I will begin to stitch you up, okay? This will hurt, but only for a moments time. Don't forget to use that ball to your advantage. He reminded him before threading a piece of suture thread into a thick needle, his precision putting a sewer to shame. The tip of the needle glistened, almost taunting Eligos as it hovered over a wound on his arm. Dr. Laboe lowered his head, eyes peering into Eligos's from over his glasses. Ready? Take a deep breath, I need you to breathe for me so I know you won't pass out. He instructed, gingerly pushing the head into his flesh, starting the first process of closing his wounds.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

So that was Scarlet's one and only intention? She talked about helping him and yet she followed up to having him presentable for execution. If she just wanted a healthy and nice trophy, why did she talked about helping him? How was prolonging his suffering and humiliation of any help? Maybe she was just cruel as the rest of humans were, or just clueless about how Eligos felt, probably not caring at all. But at the same time she seemed genuinely angry because he couldn't see what she was doing for her, it didn't seem just an act, so perhaps there was something there, some truth. Not that Eligos hoped for mercy or a means of escape, but now he was curious about that particular human. Perhaps they could talk once they were alone and things were calmer, at least it would make the trip to his execution less dull and confronting. Eligos had to struggle to not laugh when the doctor said it would hurt. He who fought angels and demons alike, warred against mortals and downed dragons from the sky. None of those tasks ended with him unscathed, although the last one had been the worse by far, but any treatment that the doctor had in mind would pale against the bite of the sacred light or the scalding fire of a dragon. He opted to say nothing and just grab the ball he offered, noticing not only how little strength he had, but also Scarlet's eyes upon him. What was she looking for? Did she want him to suffer? Was that the real purpose of this visit? No, there was something else in those bright eyes of hers, but Eligos didn't quite manage to find what. The cleaning treatment had been worse than expected, as to Eligos' surprise, it seemed that his weakened body was more sensitive to such things when devoid of magic. Once the doctor had finished, he was already feeling his hand almost sore of grasping that little ball, focusing on that instead of his pain. If such a thing hurt so much, how would the sutures be? For a moment, Eligos' face paled, looking nervously around, trying to focus on anything else but Scarlet's inquiring eyes. The doctor talked about breathing, yes, that would help, breathe, breathe, breathe... When he started to puncture his skin to stitch it, Eligos felt a pain that he didn't feel since his fall from the Heavens above. His breath stuck on the chest, while his mind had only one thing in mind. Was that how humans were like? Was that fragility, that pain what they had to get accustomed to? As the doctor kept working on him, Eligos tightened his grip on the stress ball, cold sweat making it slip, fall and roll away. The embarrassment, the defeat, the humiliation, all of those felt far away, as now all he felt was pain. Eligos struggled to rise one arm, reaching forward for anything to grab, anything to distract himself from that lacerating pain.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

It was loud and clear that the stitches were causing discomfort, the paint on the stress ball cracking from strain. Scarlets eyes were so fixated on the doctor and his sewing that the drop of the ball startled her before catching glimpse of what happened. Reaching down to grasp the ball for him, his lingering hand sprawled outwards, catching her sight before shifting back upwards. Heres the ball. She spoke softly before placing it within his grasp, sighing as that hand was now occupied again. There was something about this moment that caused her heart to ache the paleness to his flesh, his limbs weakened and frail, eyes filled with bags from exhaustion. Frowning, all she could do was wait for the doctor to finish his sutures, Eligos having to bare some pain furthermore. Alright, last one! LaBoe reassured the weakened man before finishing the last seam, typing the end off with a knot. These will dissolve in time, so no need to get them taken out. He scooted away from his patient to grab a roll of gauze, wrapping the elastic-like white fabric on the wounds he just tended to. Its so they dont get infected furthermore. He added, Scarlet stepping up to grab the empty glass. Ill get you some more water. She exited the room, not taking long to come back. Here. Taking the stress ball out of his hand she would replace it with the glass, making sure it was cold and refreshing. Dr. LaBoe handed Scarlet a roll of gauze and she took it with a steady hand. Placing it inside of her backpack she would scrummage through the chaos within to grab a sac of gold, handing it to the doctor as his eyes widened in surprise. Take it. She ordered him, noticing the denial in his soft eyes before reluctantly grabbing the bottom of the brown baggy. He nodded in thanks before setting it onto his lap. Ensure you stay hydrated, and take it easy. I know of a cheap motel nearby to rest, tell them I sent you and theyll more than likely let you stay for free, thats the least I can do for you. He handed Scarlet a small business card, La Petite Maison engraved in black along with the address. Thank you for all of your help, Dr. I appreciate it greatly, and I know he does too. She jolted her head in his direction before bringing her lips upwards to form a sincere smile. You okay enough to walk a little more? Well get some much needed rest.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

His fingertips grazed Scarlet's skin before managing to grasp the ball she recovered, Eligos' knuckles turning white as he tightened his grip on that silly instrument of relief, of distraction. Gritting his teeth, he opened his eyes after the last stitch, feeling a bit woozy and unstable, his shaky hand still holding the ball in his grasp. Eligos just nodded to the doctor as he bandaged him, devoid of strength to even act the fool, although that probably only reinforced Scarlet's charade. Eligos let go of the ball as Scarlet took it, but once she gave him the glass of water, he had to use both hands to support it, taking the liquid to his lips slowly. To that he had been reduced, a mess of a man weaker than a baby, having to accept help from his opportunistic captor just to stay alive long enough to his execution. If it wasn't even more of an embarrassment, Eligos would have cried, would have screamed. It was to no avail, nor had he the strength to do so, since all he could muster was the will to endure, to see what else awaited him. It was now harder and harder to believe that an opportunity would arise so he could be free, he could escape, and yet Eligos wasn't giving up. He sipped on water as Scarlet paid for the doctor's services, and even if Eligos did not know nor care about those things, he could garner that the sum was higher than expected, given the man's reaction. It seemed that his hunter was well off, not wanting for anything. What kind of wealthy person that didn't have needs went into an impossible crusade? Was it a matter of honor? Of pride? Well, said quest had proven to be possible, as she had managed to capture him even with the odds stacked against her. Scarlet gave the doctor the thanks that Eligos wouldn't manage to utter, both because he didn't consider even doing so and because he was exhausted. If it's not too far... he managed to mumble, slowly getting ready to walk towards the motel. Feeling sore but slightly rejuvenated by the water, Eligos' tongue got its life back as soon as they were far from the healer's earshot, walking to the motel. I didn't peg you of someone capable of such a ruse, lying to that well meaning man like that he said, still wincing from the pain, giving his sly smile a crooked shape. And I'm sure that you think that paying him handsomely makes it right. And then I'm the demon... he mocked, following Scarlet.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

I may have lied, but you are well now, am I not correct? The girl replied, her eyes continuing to look ahead. Besides, he received a hearty pay from me, I'm sure my lies weren't threatening. Thinking deeper on his words, she realized something. Say, when did you start to care about humans anyways? Little did I know you could give two shits about them! She spat the words out, her pace growing slightly faster as agitation corrupted her. After arriving into the town, Scarlet's hues searched for the street 'Pine', where the motel was located at. Towards the right, the street sign shimmered in the pale moonlight. We're almost there, just a little more to go. Crossing the street they would walk on the sidewalk, crickets playing their song as frogs chirped, the dim lighting of the motel growing more bright as they stepped closer. It was such a relief, finally knowing that she would be able to rest, and she could assume the same for Eligos. Opening the door, she helped guide the demon in before closing the door behind them, the receptionist gazing upwards to welcome his customers in. Ah, hello there young travelers, how may I assist you? He smiled, ready to serve their requests. Hi there. Doctor LaBoe actually recommended us here, said you might be willing to help. Coyly she slid the index card his way, the mans handwriting engraved to show proof. Picking up the card with his hands, his eyes skimmed over the words before nodding in acceptance. I see. It's nice to somewhat hear from him. Unfortunately, the only room I have available is a one-bedroom, is that okay? It's all I can offer for you since this was such a short notice. He apologized, a brow rising as he awaited for a response. That'll have to do. Scarlet replied, sighing before the man stepped out of his perimeters, guiding them down the hall to their room for the night. The number read 101, the gentleman handing Scarlet the key. Have a pleasant night. Breakfast is served in the morning, so be sure to get up early before everyone comes. And with the closing sentence, he strolled back to his quarters, leaving the two to be alone again. Scarlet would push the key into the door, turning it slightly to hear an approving click, opening the door gently before turning on the light switch. It was a decent little room, more than she thought. You can take the bed. Nonchalantly she spoke, removing her backpack from her shoulders and the jacket she used for warmth, leaving her in a black tanktop. I just want to sleep, I'll take the couch. Her head jerked towards the love-seat, the cushions already calling her name. In the closet were an extra set of blankets and pillows, Scarlet taking them before setting them neatly on her bed for the night. Better get some rest, you look like hell. She knelt down to the fridge, grabbing a crystal clear bottle of water, chucking it on the bed so Eligos can retrieve it. Drink up, there's more if you need it.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

I just found it curious... Eligos mumbled as they walked, having to back off from the discussion, needing every breath to move along with Scarlet's plan. At least that night he should be able to rest comfortably, as it remained to be seen what awaited for him the next day. The settlement itself was just another human town like any other, surely something special to the people that lived there, a home, but for Eligos was just another encroachment of the mortals in the land. Sure, he could now appreciate how fragile, how scared they could be, how they needed to shape everything after them to feel safe, but that didn't mean he liked it. Using the pause in front of the receptionist to recover a bit, Eligos found the news amusing, as it seemed that there was just a bed for the two of them. Of course, it wasn't like he intended to do anything of that sorts with Scarlet, even if he was in shape for it, but he was sure that the notion would bother the hunter. With promises of an early breakfast, they moved to the room, with Eligos being appreciative of the place despite everything. Hmm, a light magic trinket? Or another show of human ingenuity? he wondered when the flicking of a little thing made light in the room. It wasn't something extraordinary, but he didn't want to approach conversation with Scarlet from an antagonizing position yet again. Thank you Eligos said without a second thought with the bed, noticing at the moment what had he just uttered. Was he so tired that he thanked her? But there is no reason for you to sleep there he commented, appreciative of the female warrior's form in a way he wasn't aware before, no wonder she was so fast and strong. I can't do anything even if I wanted to he paused to take a sip of the water Scarlet gave him. How was it cold? Another magic trinket? As much as it pains me, I'm injured, beaten and defeated he acknowledged. But I'm also cold and could use the company, this outfit wasn't made for mortals unless they were in the middle of summer Eligos commented. Without his magic, his power, Eligos was susceptible to the weather, and even if it wasn't specially cold, he couldn't be quite comfortable walking around in just some thin pants and a bunch of see through gauze over sleeves. The harness around his chest had been torn apart during the fight, and his bare chest looked colder and paler than usual. Come on, it's not like you'd ever do anything with a demon, right? I'm sure you have a man waiting for you at home that looks nothing like me Eligos kept talking. I just want to feel warm again he finished, hating that weak state he was trapped in.
Thread: ..::Hᴀ, I ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ!::.. [Sɪɢʀ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ)

The girl rolled her eyes, pivoting around to take a glimpse of his face. That's what blankets are for, when you get underneath them it will retain your body heat, hence keeping you warm. She shook her head before letting out a light chuckle. Why would you want to get close to me anyways? Doing anything or not, I'm still your hunter, how do you feel when you lay beside your future killer? She gassed emphasis on the last word, raising a curious brow to see his reaction. Here. She chucked her jacket toward him, the piece of clothing reeking in her womanly scent. If you're that cold, wear this, or I'll even give you my extra blanket. A part of her felt bad for him, witnessing his pale and shivering form, but it was strange how he was more than willingly to lay beside her... especially after all they've been through, cold or not. Feel free to wake me up if you need anything important. She mumbled before handing him some more blankets, alright with the lack of fabric while she slept. Laying down gently, the cushions slightly groaned from under her weight, laying on her back with hands gently folded over her torso.