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Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

I absolutely live to serve the injured and needy Jaden stated jokingly, as he got up. The man's request was understandable, though he was still more than a bit cautious. At the very least he'd like to think that things wouldn't immediately turn south if he stepped out for just a couple of minutes. Public baths are out in the halls, if I remember right. Would be a good time for me to pick up those herbs anyway, I'll check in with Beatrice to see if she has any spare rags lying around He shrugged, not even sure if she actually did then made his way out the room. No funny business He stated finally before heading out into the halls and closing the doors behind him. As Damien got himself situated, Jaden let Beatrice in on just what had occured and warned her to be wary of any stray sounds or broken furniture as he stepped out for a bit. The woman was more than a touch agitated that he was leaving her with what could potentially be a monster, despite his constant reassurances that he was leaving and coming right back. It didn't help those that in her anger she started throwing curses and calling him out again on his irresponsibility, which only made the hunter leave the establishment faster. Though she was right in her indignation he wasn't going to simply leave her with a man whom was potentially infected. The moment he was outside he made his way briskly toward the local Apothecary with a brief detour at the tailors to see if they were even open.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

Do you now... he smiled as the man got up to go out. He wasn't dressed to kill in one sense of the word, so he supposed he was only doing what was asked of him. He nodded to 'no funny business' then as soon as the door shut he moved down on his hands and knees and shifted into his wolf form. God it felt weird being in human form for so long. He was a wolf, he wasn't a human, the human form came with being a wolf of his kind. He stretched out his back and torso, alternating which one was lower to the ground. He was huge compared to the room size, his body surprisingly larger than the small twin bed that was in the room. If he lay on that it would likely look like a small doggybed to him. He laughed it off and continued to stretch for a while before finishing and shifting back. He removed the top layer of clothing and moved down to the public bath. It was a hotspring where he could bathe, and there was no one else currently at it. He moved over to the spring, removed his clothing, and slipped into the water. The water stung on his open wounds but he bit back the pain and relaxed into the water happily. he lay back against the hot rock and put his head back to look up at the stars. Before he knew it he fell asleep in the spring, his bottom half hidden under the bubbling water, and his top half fully exposed and shining with the fresh moonlight from the sky above. Night set fast on the land, usually falling on them just after dinner time, but fast dark also meant fast light, as the coming of the sun was before breakfast time at nearly 4am. The apothecary sent him off with a lot of different herbal remedies and herbs, the tailor shop was almost ready to close up but let him pick up something fast. Oi, it's bou' 7pm it is, whaterya goin bout this 'our fer? A stocky old man asked.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

You know what they say in this town Jaden threw the cloak he had purchased over his shoulder then reached into the inner pockets of his cloak and dropped a generous amount of golden coins onto the counter. A more thrifty person would've been quick to point out that the hunter was paying more than needed, but he honesty didn't have a second thought over just how much money he had given the tailor in that one setting. Silence is golden .... Eh? Get it? He beemed at the old man, barely able to contain his own amusement but the wrinkled features of the shop-keep didn't budge and the man could've sworn that the other's frown became even deeper engraved into his face. Guess I'll be taking my leave now He sighed and quietly left out. He honestly surprised that the tailor and apothecary were even opened as the rest of the shops had all closed earlier, wishing to keep out the riffraff and ruffians that might have found the way to their storefront from the main square. Though he had only made off with a cloak he was sure that with a bit of pestering he could get Beatrice to cough up some clothes as well, at the very least the stranger wouldn't have to go that night cold. Entering back into the inn, the hunter was met with more choice words from the owner before quickly excusing himself back into the room as she hurled away more curses. After finding the room empty he quickly deduced that the stranger was still inside of the baths and made his way there instead. 'Ey! What did I say about you any funny business? He called out loudly, bringing the silence and serenity of the springs to an abrupt halt. Folding his arms as he watched the resting man he noted that he honestly didn't look half bad, he had a nice physique though it only made him wonder again how he ended up getting beaten so badly. I joke though. Apothecary was open As he walked over he reached into his inner pocket and took out the small leather pouch and stooped down closer to Damien's level. You're in luck too, last batch of holly extract. Not sure how concentrated it is but clears away the more common stuff... usually Taking a small bottle out, he set it right beside the edge of the spring then laid the cloak beside it. Should wear that when you get out, I don't disapprove of the sight but you'll might just give our hostess a heart attack if you strut around with nothing on. Her blood pressure's already a notch too high already
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

In other words, the Tailor was being paid not to question. he took the money and bid him on his way, still wondering what exactly he was doing. Oh well, he pocketed the change and closed down shop for the night. You didn't expect me to just sit and wait, now did you..? He asked, opening his icey blue eyes to look right up at him. He stood up and stretched, the wounds still healing but for the most part weren't fatal or extremely deep anymore, a little weird, but easily excused by the hot water reducing swelling. He stood and started to walk over to the exit, his pubic line just below the surface of the water. What of it? He asked, reaching over to grab a towel beside the pool. He slowly removed himself from the water, a mere glance of exposure before wrapping the towel around his lower half and tucking it gracefully into the side. Meanwhile he was saying how lucky he was and some other stuff that he didn't listen to. He did however heard what he'd said before getting out, that he didn't disapprove of the sight. A smirk set over his lips and he looked at him. Is that so... He asked. Perhaps I'll just stay in the room then. he walked past Jaden. Names Damien. he said, his back to him as he walked towards the house to go back inside.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

Jaden raised a brow when the man had gotten out without even taking the herb. Glancing over he found that the wounds didn't look all that deep honestly now, however he definitely knew that they had looked far more severe than when they had first encountered each other. Suspicious, maybe, but he still seemed plenty in control of himself, and it wasn't like it was an impossible thought to come across a human with enhanced healing. At the very least he'd just have to keep his wits about him. Jaden The hunter answered in turn, gathering his supplies and following afterward. Following behind, his eyes finally the lines of muscle along Damien's back and he almost chuckled that already he was failing an exercising caution and getting distracted. You clean up nice for someone just at death's door
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

The wolf looked over his shoulder at the man. Well, Jaden... he said, thinking about what to say about the wounds. I'm not a normal human, I did get experimented on when I was younger, so.. there are a few things about me that might seem strange to you, but don't worry, I'm not going to randomly turn into a monster and eat you... he said. I have been known to bite though... he said, throwing a smirk in his direction as he moved into the house. He didn't bother thinking that the other man was watching as he removed the towel and sat on the bed. He took the clothing from him that he had brought and nodded in thanks. So, you wanted to know what brought me here huh? I heard of some activity within the hunters sect that didn't seem to be legit, in fact, it seems there are hunters that are killing other hunters, or in fact, other humans for pleasure. I originally came here for that and got attacked on my way. And honestly, I think what attacked me was one of the hunters. He looked at the marks. They looked like both bite marks and stab wounds, so he could pass them as stab wounds. I don't remember a whole lot. Sorry. He stood up and started to dress, pulling on the clothing as he looked back over at him, keeping the shirt off for now. No sense wearing one since he was male and not planning on leaving the house for a time.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

That's what I figured Jaden replied back with a nod. Experimental procedures, 'enchancements' as he liked to call them, weren't all that uncommon. They were pricey of course, particularly some of the more higher quality processes, but not to the point of making them completely unheard of. You wouldn't be first- nor the last, might wanna do a bit of a better job watching your back though. All that healing won't do you any good if you end up six-feet under He chuckled, giving Damien a friendly slap on the back as he entered into inn alongside him. And I'd like to see you try He smirked in turn at the bite remark, playing along. As he entered he sunk back into his same spot by the window, no longer hearing the yelling from the square anymore as the town seemed to steadily die down as they entered into the later hours. With the scene outside being less-than-interesting at the moment now he turned his attention back to Damien curiously, realizing that the man was either completely oblivious of his own nudity or simply didn't care. It certainly hadn't phased the hunter, who took it all in stride. The stranger was well-built, attractive he'd even say, and as his eyes trailed downward he found the man's length to be pretty... noticable, even while soft. And had I been anyone else Jaden brought his attention back upward as he watched Damien dress. You'd have been attacked, I did warn you about stating your opinions so freely With a sigh the hunter lounged backward into his seat and rested the back of his head against his hands as he looked up at the ceiling aimlessly. But you're right He spoke after a bit of silence. This land's a madhouse nowadays. All of 'em got the bloodlust of starved vampires, and everyone else only encourages it. The ones who take a stand- well, you don't hear about them for much longer afterward The man let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes, this was an issue he had thought long and hard about but ultimately concluded he was powerless to stop. I've given up asking questions. They pay me, that's enough to keep me satisfied. Wouldn't be surprised if you really were attacked by one of our own though
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

Is that a challenge? He asked, looking over, his eyes narrowing playfully. He could enjoy this human quite a bit. But he was aware he would have to be careful, any fangs and he would likely be stabbed. He didn't miss the fact that the human was eyeing him, in fact, it made this easier, he looked at him locking eye contact as he spoke. He didn't really pay too much attention to anything else, really letting himself see the other man now for what it was worth. He wasn't too shabby either, though, Damien never had any issues with finding either sex attractive, male or female. He wasn't picky. He was a wolf after all and wolves did enjoy quite a bit of play time. He smirked at him and sat back on the bed after getting dressed, then lay back. Why are you a hunter if you don't agree with their practices anymore? He asked, staring at the ceiling. If the man looked close enough, he would see that Damien did have canines, longer, and sharper than humans, but only by so much that it would be questionable at best but not prove anything substantially. His vampiric fangs however were another story, those were within his gums however, and only during bloodlust were they revealed. Damien was one of the only hybrids ever seen, and he hid it, even from his own race.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

They pay me Jaden replied honestly. Well Stretching out, he got up then moved over to the corner where he pack was and stooped down. With it being dark out and the festivities of the town around beginning to die out it seemed he would have to turn in for the night. Reaching to at his neck, he steadily began to unlace the scarf woven around him and then worked on unfastening his cloak. I didnt join for honor and glory I did it cause it paid He shook his head as the cloak came off then jammed it messily into his pack. Without the hood on his dark hair could be seen cut short, an organized mess of sorts. The back-cotton turtleneck he had underneath didnt reveal much, but did show that he had a pretty athletic build, signs of scars and parts of a tattoo likewise were partially visible at the parts of his arm where the sleeves were partially rolled up. That hasnt changed, even now. I just dont ask questions anymore, its just not worth the trouble With a nonchalant shrug he kicked off his boots and glanced back over at Damien. This ships going down, thats all I know. You picked a brilliant time to get involved
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

His vision was distracted when the man started to undo the scarf around his neck, for some reason it clued into his instincts and he struggled to keep them down. He nodded as he watched him, he could tell his breathing started to speed up as he forced his fangs to stay sheathed. I see... he said, all but breathlessly as he rolled onto his side to hide his newest weakness. He couldn't believe how easily triggered he was just then - that was all he had to do. At this point, he was wishing the human had accepted his challenge so he had a reason to jump him. he swallowed and closed his eyes, crossing his arms tightly over his chest, putting his back to the other male in the room.
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

Watching the other man, Jaden tilted his head curiously at how restless he looked now. He still seemed calm and composed from his tone, the way he spoke, but in a way it looked to be that he was now fidgeting over something. You alright? He questioned. Part of his want to go over and check the stranger out, but he wasnt completely nave and found it better to keep distance between the two of them. As calm and casual he had been, anything out of the ordinary was enough to immediately to make the man cautious, his profession taught him at least that much. Looking pretty under the weather there all of a sudden Though his voice remained casual he watched the man carefully, scouting for any signs of his body morphing or transforming. Without tearing his focus away, he reached back into his pack and pulled out the vial or herbs he had bought over and tossed them onto the bed before resting his hand against the hilt of his knife stashed away in his side pocket. Might be a good idea to take that
Thread: Me and Deep - In war an enemy can be an ally

Dammit all. The sudden reaction was causing suspicion, yeah, I'm fine, just a little weird hearing of a mercenary hunter is all... memories... he lied. The vampiric side of him was making this difficult, and the man just had to touch his neck. He started to calm down and rolled back over. Oh, right... I guess I should... he picked up the vial and then walked over to the stand where the water was, picking up a glass and using it to wash down the herbal treatment they had given him. It was likely a whole mess of things, he didn't even bother asking. He lay back down and then looked over at him, fully aware he was a little doubtful about Damien now. Sorry. he said. Mercenary hunters are dangerous... you never know when the other side is paying more. He passed off.
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Hey, welcome to our story. If you enjoy it, let Dane or Dearest know. Its fun to get a little feedback! Professor Luke Campbell slid his iPad onto the desk at the front of the lecture hall and brought up his class notes. This is English 2352, Readings of the Novel and Short Story if you were hung over last class, absent, sleeping, or stoned, he said, sorting his stack of books on the desk to scattered giggles and a few groans. You'll remember that you will be required to write either two ten-page papers on novels or four five-page papers on short stories. If you do the math, you'll see that there is exactly the same amount of writing for both options. I checked because I have to read all of your writing and I was hoping one would be shorter than the other. The hall was half full, down maybe ten students from last class, but a lot of class jumping was to be expected in the first week of the semester. He wore a blazer over a grey t-shirt and jeans. He twirled his wedding ring, a habit that kept his hands busy, but also tended to discourage anything serious developing from a student crush. It happened every semester, a flattering danger of the job. I assigned 'The Snows of Kilimanjaro' last class, and I wanted you to read it with attention to the real vs. the imaginaryhallucinatory. What did you think? A girl came in late, one he didn't recognize, and sat in the front row. He slipped a syllabus with class expectations onto her desk without paying her very much attention. Hands were going up all over the classroom. The late girl raised her hand right in front of him, but he picked a jock type halfway up the hall. You. Enlighten us. I thought the demon was a lot like getting tackled on a run play, he said, Tons of pressure on your chest and it stinks. Several students laughed. Luke grinned and stopped himself from rolling his eyes. What's your name? Jack. Jack, Luke said, Have you ever smelled a dead dog on the side of the road after three days? The class got restless. Luke could feel it. He had to stay in control. He had to outsmart the comedians, especially this early in the semester. Jack shook his head. Flies lay eggs in the dead muscle tissue and they hatch in a couple of days. As the flesh rots, several other kinds of insects lay eggs in the flesh. It provides excellent nutrition for all kinds of larvae. Gangrene, which is what the character in the story has, is essentially dead flesh still attached to a live human being... He noticed for the first time that the late girl still had her hand up. ...and this is a powerful metaphor for a number of... Other students started to pay more attention to her than to him. He'd have to handle her too. ...human situations. Yes- miss?
Thread: English 2352 {DearestDarling & Dane Stalling}

Miss Clarke, I'd have thought that watching roadkill decompose would have been a mainstay of your childhood, he said, knowing it was a mistake. How could a student walk into a class and get under his skin so fast? He couldn't stop himself, though. And it's a pity your disdain for 'tired old classics' doesn't extend to the state of your backpack. Completely off the rails. Not just the class, but the respect he was trying to build. He had descended to the level of a student. Worse, to a heckler. He had to recover, seem open-minded and generous. As to the choice of material for this course, he said, You are required to read and discuss Hemingway, but Hemingway himself would have beat me to a pulp if he knew that I didn't consider the remote possibility of literature fine enough to push the old man out of the syllabus. See me after class with your list. Please keep in mind that this is Modern American Literature we'll be discussing, not... he knew he shouldn't say it. Everything in his mind told him to stop talking, take a sip of coffee, get some air in his lungs. ...Not anything with the words 'fifty' or 'shades' or 'grey' in the title. Nervous laughter pattered through the room. One of the cheerleaders booed. Luke turned his back then, and did take a sip of his coffee. This class was going to be seriously fucked up. He checked his notes, spun through them on his iPad, skipped a few points and picked it up in less dangerous territory. Human beings have had an interesting relationship with perception, especially since Descartes, who doubted not only his senses, but also his mind. We see these kinds of inconsistencies between what our minds tell us and our actual situations in many forms of storytelling. Films, for example, in the '80s there was Total Recall, in the '90s, The Matrix, Inception in 2010, and the Divergent series dips into these questions as well. Her hand was up again, fingers waving at him in a taunting little dance. Her tank top gapped a little, and Luke tried to ignore her. The girl was trouble, and not just because she was going to be a pain in class. It was going to be impossible not to look at her. She had absolutely perfect skin- all the way down to, well, he could see a lot of skin. After class, Miss Clarke. It was just a year until tenure. Everything needed to stay in control for just one more year. He saw a message from his wife, Isobel, pop up silently on the iPad. Out of toilet paper He ignored it, tried to place Hemingway's piece into its place in the history of the theme. 2 Ply this time. Don't forget. Luke flipped the iPad over. The lecture went on, he heard himself giving it, but his mind was on the girl in the front row. Then he had stopped talking and the students were collecting their things. The last half hour was completely lost to him. He had intended to have Jack stay on some pretense so he wouldn't have to be in the room alone with Rosalie, but Jack was out the door at his first opportunity. He started collecting his own books, eyes down, hoping she would forget. She didn't forget.