Thread: Abducted.

Vincent watched on, carefully. The male looked on in hopes of nothing serious happening. Turning his back to the process, the male jerked around after the horrendous scream. Watching her roll off the bed, Vincent listened closely to her. Poison!? Who could've done something like that..? Vincent questioned to himself before looking down to the female, watching her pass out before him. Quickly stepping toward the female, Vincent wrapped his arms around her torso lifting her up to her feet before turning his head to check on Lucius. The elder seemed to fall asleep.. or been killed. Didn't know at the moment, but, yes.. he wouldn't waste time in finding out. Shit, shit, shit. Vincent spoke, it was a bind. Definitely a big, tight bind that he was stuck in. Check on Lucius or get the girl back to his room so he could monitor and clean her up. Grabbing a towel off the bench the nurse used, the male threw it to the ground. Placing his foot onto it, wiping most of the blood spewed out by the girl that he could up. Bending over slightly, the male picked it up with his two front fingers, tossing it into the pale next to the bench. The male had moved the female from a upright position into his arms, carrying her through the room. Vincent nipped at the door knob, twisting it slowly before sliding his foot in between the doors to pull it open. Rushing out of the door, the male made his way down the hall toward his room. Practically kicking open the door, Vincent rushed toward his bed. Tossing the girl toward the middle of his bed, Vincent turned back toward the door. I need to get some water. Vincent though to himself as he rushed out of the door, heads of vampires peered out of the rooms. Everyone looking toward Vincent, all with the same confused look as he jolted down the stairs. Quickly, the male was seen coming back up with a rag and a pale of water. Though, none paid much attention to it.. they all just went back into their rooms. I wonder what Vincent is up to. Victor spoke to himself, slowly pacing himself up the stairs. He hated stairs.. was pushed down and up the stairs many times, by many people. His hand clenched onto the railing for dear life, Stairs are simple... stairs are simple. He muttered to himself up the stairs, letting out a huge sigh of relief after reaching the top. Turning right, Victor breathed in deeply before heading toward Vincent's room. Hmm.. wonder what he is doing.. rarely ever has his door cracked. Victor mumbled to himself lightly, pushing it open slowly. Hey, Vincent.. what are you.... Victor began, his eyes moving from the floorboards to Vincent before drawing silent. You dog, you. I wanted to get her, but, man.. Half bred is claimed already. You have fun, buddy. Victor spoke, smile going from ear to ear as he peered over at the female. Ohh! Passed out, also! You lucky dog. Have fun.. make sure she doesn't wake up. Alica did before for me.. I almost didn't have anything left. Vincent turned his head, glaring at the male. Get out. He replied, tone angered. Whoa.. sorry. Dipping the rag into the pale of water, Vincent squeezed out most of the excess back into the pale. Moving the rag to her mouth, the male wiped the blood from her chin, cheeks and lips. Tossing it back into the pale, Vincent lifted her slowly, turning her to where her chest was pressing against his legs as he sat at the edge of the bed. Patting her on the back, firmly. Vincent attempted getting whatever was left in her throat out, if there was anything, just so she didn't choke. Shaking his head lightly, his pant leg slowly becoming red in tiny patches. Must've gotten everything out as you laid on the floor in Lucius' room. The male muttered to himself softly, letting out a small sigh of relief. Placing her back against the bed, the male stood up from the bed. Rest.. again. You'll need it. He muttered to himself, the idea of him ever getting her to do such a thing wouldn't happen. Healer or not, a half breed couldn't handle it. Well, from what he's seen.. they can't. Shaking his head lightly, What in the hell..? Why do I care what happens to this female? Vincent questioned to himself, She means nothing to you, nor you to her. Should've let her die on the floor. Shaking his head lightly, the male didn't know what to do. The decision to choose this female over the elder was definitely riding down on his shoulders. Vincent was hoping that his choice wouldn't be negative. Negative like Lucius dying because the male simply choose to help the female over him. The male shook his head a few times, No. That won't happen. The male murmured to himself, Lucius was nearing the end of his road. The only thing they really needed to find out is who was giving him the poison, or who was slipping the poison into his drink. Probably that damned nurse. Vincent thought to himself, tapping his chin lightly. Moving the chair from his desk in the corner of the room, the male pushed it against the bed side. Sitting down, the male looked over to the female. Guess I have to sit here and keep and eye on you.. He mumbled softly to her, letting out a small sigh. Whatever did happen, he hoped she'd wake up soon. Vincent had been sitting there for hours, shifting once in a while to relieve the numbing sensation over coming his bottom half. Through the hours the male sat there and watched her lay there, each shift he'd flinch and sit straight in hopes of her being up. There was much he needed to know about this poison... and if she was fine. The later thought was more reoccurring, she just simply hunched over after she apologized. Her 'I'm sorry.' didn't really hit a note for Vincent, she really had nothing to apologize for. She did what she was asked, giving the repercussions that she knew might happen. Job well done if she awakes from her slumber if you ask Vincent. Groaning softly, the male shifted once more. Leaning forward, the male moved his elbows to dig into his thighs. Letting out a small yawn, the male rubbed his hands against his eyes before leaning back against the chair. Stretching his arms out, crack crack crack . A sigh of relief soon let after the small sounds of the male's back cracking. Slouching down into the chair, the male let out another yawn. Soon, the male didn't even have time to realize he had fallen fast asleep sitting up in the chair.