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Thread: What cannot be lost (me and Anjeru)

Even if his body was in a shut down state, his mind was still aware of some of the things that were going around him. He felt the flurry of activity around him, and knew instantly that it was Ravalyn. There wouldn't be another person that would do so muck to keep him alive, he figured. He wouldn't have minded, since in his own eyes, he figured he was a failure. He wasn't able to regulate his own energy, able to fight back even the cold. He felt a thick blanket fall upon him, followed by musical tones that somehow removed some doubt in his mind. Her hands went on his chest, skin getting goosebumps from that because it was so sensitive, his body stuck in a stasis tank his whole life without being touched. Warmth spread out from her hands throughout his body, and suddenly he had the energy to move, to do what he could. A large puff of energy and heat came out from his body, holding him at the center and expanding out about 4 feet. It was at least ten degrees hotter than normal body temperature. While for him, that was perfect for his activity, it might be too hot for Ravalyn and her leather outfit. His eyes opened as she moved to sit on the floor, and he quickly did a mental assessment of the area. There was a way downstairs, where there was blood supplies that weren't that old, surprisingly. Both of them would need them, soon of not right that moment. The plume of heat stopped as the energy she infused in him drained from the activity, though he was fine with moment. I'm sorry about your bow. He said, in a soft voice, head turning away and eyes closing, though it was obvious he was still awake. The next room has a trap door to the basement, there are blood packs in there, refrigerated.
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She was glad he was okay. Though he had his eyes closed, she gave a soft smile and shook her head. It's alright. I can make another. Your health is more important than a piece of equipment. She listened for a moment further and nodded, standing back up. I will return in a moment then, she said as she moved from the room, finding the door to the basement and moving down them. It took her a minute, but she did find the fridge with some blood packs. She picked them out and moved back upstairs, handing one to him and setting the rest down for a moment, as it was getting a bit warm for her to be wearing her hunter's gear and clothes. She unstrapped her celtic blade and its sheath, setting it against the wall. Nimble fingers pulled the zipper down of her leather jumpsuit and she slid her arms out of it, before sliding it down off of her body for now, folding it up and setting it beside her blade. Moving back over now in spandex shorts and a black bra, she sat back down beside him and took one of the blood pack. Fangs prickled and she bit into it, grateful when the blood spilled into her mouth and down her throat as she swallowed, her energy coming back to her some. With a soft sigh, she finished it, licking her lips.
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He laid there for a long moment, just letting his mind go blank as she left the room, coming back shortly with what felt like at least half of the blood packs that were downstairs. Not that it was hindering, the amount she had grabbed could last them a few days. She handed him one, and he was grateful. A single, very fast plume of heat came out as she was close enough, the wave of heat heating the blood up to a nice, warm temperature. His own little way of saying thanks, since he knew he would prefer a hot meal over a cold one, especially in this snow storm. He was able to slowly bring the bloodpack to his lips, his fangs growing as he bit down on it. The blood that burst into his mouth made him groan slightly, the plume of heat coming back into the 3 feet radius around his whole body. He knew she would be affected by the heat, since she was still so close, even if she did take off her leather outfit. And, it was for that reason he had his head tilted away the whole time, finishing the bloodpack with a sigh and letting the empty plastic fall to the ground next to the chair.
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Whatever they didn't finish, she would take back downstairs anyway, she thought as she set down her own empty plastic bag. The heat he was radiating was enough to make her beyond comfortably warm, even without her leathers. She cooled herself at the point where she may have been getting too warm, her form shuffling a bit before she turned to look at him. Those crystaline eyes studied him for a moment, looking over him. How are you feeling? she asked aloud, not wanting him to expend any extra energy it took to communicate mentally. She didn't have a good knowledge of the hybrid was capable of, but he was a mix of her vampire people and the lycans. He was bound to be powerful, she knew that. I know you don't want to go back to the compound, Raziel, but you're not equipped for the outside world. If it weren't for me coming after you, you could have died in that storm. I need you to come back with me, she said softly, though she knew he was going to disagree. Maybe angrily so. Thus, when she wanted to reach out and stroke his hair to comfort him, she didn't, held back in case he thought he was threatened. Her eyes simply watched him, waiting, though she was ready for anything, her senses all aware.
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He noticed that she was using her own energy to cool herself down, so he focused the best he could, able to reduce the radius of the heat plume to about half a foot out, though getting it smaller would take some more time and effort, something that he had more than enough of right now, if he had half a mind to focus. He hadn't seen her strip down, but he had felt it through a sort of echolocation that he had been using, and he didn't need the image in his mind, distracting him from his need of freedom. He heard her question, giving a simple shrug as a answer. He heard he next words, and he shifted, moving onto his side and facing away from her. He pulled the blanket further up, pulling it tighter against his form, using it as his own shield and protection, from touch and necessity. It wasn't like she couldn't force him to return if she wanted to, at this point, it would be easy to get him back. He was easily overpowered by her from her knowledge of her powers. His face held a sad look on it, albeit one she wouldn't be able to see. He didn't want to go back into captivity, into a stasis tank to be studied, trapped the rest of his life... but there was no other option, besides running back into the storm, maybe getting both of them killed in the process. And after what she had done for him, he wasn't going to let her suffer for his wants.
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Ravalyn kept herself silent and allowed the majority of his emotions to wash over her, though she had a pretty good idea of what he was feeling. She'd spent hours watching sometimes when he'd been held in the confines of his tube in the lab. She had felt sorry for him to be in captivity and here she was, trying to put him back into the exact situation. She suddenly felt torn between her own feelings of his captivity, and her duty as a hunter and protector to her people. Her slim, pale form stood and, agitated now, she began to pace the room in front of the fire. Long, pale limbs graceful and quiet as she strode back and forth. What was she going to do? She couldn't let him go and she yet, she didn't want to take him back. He wasn't ready to take on the elements and the life of the outside world, not with being in that tube for 20 years now. She groaned and stopped pacing, dropping her head back to glare at the ceiling, crossing her arms under her ample, pale breasts. I don't want to take you back... she admitted on a quiet whisper, though both of their hearing was exceptionaly, so she knew he heard her soft, almost hesitant, admission. She sighed softly and let her eyes close, though she didn't yet move.
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His mind was firmly locked in itself, yet he felt her get up, pacing in front of the fireplace. It would need more wood soon, but it would last for the moment. He let out a silent sigh as she was pacing in front of the flames, his eyes opening. It was between his own freedom and her life, now. And although he wanted both, he couldn't have it both ways. Her words brought back a flash from when he was in stasis, when she would watch over him when he pretended to be in sleep, not too long ago. ...you're just doing your job. He finished for her, before rolling onto his back again. I have no choice. He said softly. I'll go back. But we have to get through this storm first. He was giving up his last year of work in escaping, the rest of his life of freedom, so she could have her life. He wasn't going to take it from her. His eyes closed, and he set to focus on shrinking the heat plume, getting it small enough so that it was just a heat measure for him, saving energy.
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Ravalyn listened to him and his words, the soft but firm tone of his voice. She opened her eyes and brought her head back down, turning her body enough to be facing him. He was conserving his energy now, resting some, almost as if he were resigning himself to his fate, despite his adimance in not wanting to go back. He was giving up his freedom, for her life, to keep her from betraying her council, their council. She dropped her hands and paced again for a moment as the storm continued to rage outside, just as violent and crazy as she confused feelings spinning around inside of her. She found that she had paced back to the couch and her blue grey eyes were watching him now, silently. She couldn't take him back just to live in a tube...she couldn't. She loved being able to do the things she could do. She didn't know how she'd feel being in a tube...but she had a good sense to know that she would have done all she could to be free, to escape, as he had. After a long moment, she sat on the ledge of the couch by his hip and gently touched a soft hand to his cheek. I won't take you back. I can't , knowing they'd place you in that tube again. I watched you, for a long time, and I couldn't even begin to imagine what it would feel like to be inside, unable to use the gifts we've been given. I wouldn't that...and I don't want it for you either. If the council contacts me, I will simply say you are stronger than we'd anticipated, and faster, and I'm still tracking you. She said to him in her soothing voice. Her dark, curled hair hung partially in her face as she watched him. At least until I can think of a better, more long-term, solution.
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She was pacing for a while, and he felt the torrent of emotions and thoughts from her, though he didn't pry in them. It was a moment before she sat down at the lip of the couch, and his eyes finally opened, looking at her face, making sure to lock onto that instead of being inquisitive. He heard her words... and he was shocked. She was goign to give up her life for him? He couldn't do that, no matter what he wanted. I can't let you do that. He said in a soft voice, looking away for a moment before his head turned back to face her. You're life was there, with the others. And they will find out eventually. They can pry into your mind if they get suspicious, and if they find you traveling with me, we will have hunters on both of us. He turned his head away from her. He cared for her like she cared for him, but he wasn't going to let her jeopardize this for herself.
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Ravalyn took her hand from his cheek and smiled again. You do what you wish, but I won't be taking you back. I can't. She stood and moved back to the fire, to stir it some it some with a stick she then added to it. She had saved a few arrows for when it began to die and she added those in as well. I wouldn't want you to be locked up, Raziel, I watched over you for too long now. I was protecting you then, and I'm protecting you now. I honestly... she trailed off for a moment, sitting back on her heels as she knelt there. I've been wanting to leave for awhile, find a place of my own, to watch over and protect a city. Make a spot in the world, for myself. Being in the facility for such a long time...I wanted more. She paused again, brushing back her hair behind her multi-peirced ear. But then there was you. I couldn't leave you unprotected, so I stayed, vowed to make sure no one hurt you, to protect you...you're the only thing that kept me there. If they send hunters after you, after us, so be it. I'm one of the best, that's why I was charged with your care and why I was the only one sent to retrieve you. There aren't many who can stand up to me and since I have believed, for years now, your freedom is what would have been best...I will simply do what I believe is my job. I will protect you.
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He watched her move away, eyes captivated for a moment on the curve and shake of her ass as she walked, before his eyes were once again on the back of her head. She sacrificed the rest of her arrows to the small fire before she started talking about what she was to do. Leaving the research facility to go her own way, how she stayed just for him and his protection. She was strong, she could do anything, protect them from the hunters if need be. But he vowed to himself to be ready as well, when they came. I will stay with you. He said in a soft voice. I won't let you risk this alone. His eyes closed as his head turned to face the ceiling, and his mind went outside, looking to a nearby tree. It was large, would be fairly useful. It took a good deal of energy to do it, but the tree eventually just fell over, broken near the base of the trunk, and crashed outside with a violent crash, landing near the front of the cabin. His mind worked, ripping strips of bark off it before having them whiz through the air. The door opened for a moment, a whiff of cold air following the bark strips before it closed again. The pieces of bark fell onto the fire easily, and it roared louder, bigger from the extra wood. I would have gotten actual pieces of wood, He said, letting out deep breaths as he focused the energy he hadn't used. But getting what we needed would have been way too much.
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She was about to say something, but when she turned her head to look at him, she could see that he had withdrawn to do something. So when the tree fell and the bark came flying inside the cabin to further strengthen the fire. When the door closed and he spoke, she smiled and walked back towards him, sitting again on the ledge of the couch beside him. Thank-you. You need to rest though, she said, running a hand over his hair. So rest, Raziel. Drawing her hand back, she smiled again, the blue grey eyes watching him again. Admiring for a moment. He had always been handsome and strong, rugged, almost. Even when he'd been sleeping - well, when she and the workers at the facility had thought he was sleeping - in his stasis. Don't worry about anything, just yet, she said after she cleared her throat once she realized where her train of thought had been going. In the years she had spent watching over him, she couldn't help the affection she felt and the need to continue watching over him. Though she had no doubt once he was stronger, she wouldn't need to. She leaned over, not realizing she gave a rather nice and upclose view of her bust as she picked up the blood packs. She got up and took them back downstairs into the fridge, as they didn't seem to need anymore for the little of what was left of the night. After a few moments, she came back upstairs and fashioned herself a pillow and two blankets the same as his and stretched out one blanket on the floor. She laid on that one, set the pillow down, and pulled the other up to her waist. Don't be afraid to talk to me for anything you may want or need.
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She had always been reassuring, even when he had been in his stasis shell. So he wasn't surprised when she was being protective, wanting him to get to sleep. He watched her as she grabbed the blood packs, making sure not to look at his new view of her bust, before she went downstairs to put them away. His mind was stuck on the fact she ran her hand over his cheek and hair. His skin was still sensitive, and he relished in the touch, slightly affected below the waist. He knew what that was, what it meant, through the memories that were implanted. His hand went down in the blankets, stroking over his length slowly and lightly, and he stifled a slight moan. His hand moved instantly out when he heard her coming back up, and she got ready to lay down on the floor. Wait. He said, as his eyes closed. He couldn't let her sleep on the cold ground like that, uncomfortable. His mind used some more energy, and the couch spread out, growing longer so it would fit the two of them on it, and a little extra room. I want you to be comfortable. He said in a soft voice, rolling onto his side to face away from her. He didn't need her noticing that carnal need of his.
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Wait . His voice caused her head to lift and look at him, in time to see him changing the couch enough for both their bodies to lay on. She couldn't help but smile again, with a small, appreciative laugh. Well, then lift your head, she said as she got up and picked up the pillow. When he complied, she set the pillow under it, giving him half of it. She left the other two blankets on the floor though and slid under the large one she had placed on him earlier. He'd turned away though, so she figured he didn't want to talk anymore. She turned onto her side, facing away from him though her back was against his as they lay there together with the storm continuing outside, though a tad less intense. Thank-you, she said softly as she lay so close to him. Even if he was asleep or had shrugged off her presence, she at least wanted to thank him for inviting her to sleep up here instead of the cold, hard floor. Her hair likely tickled across his back as well, as it was against her's. Strange that she couldn't get to sleep, resituating every now and then by shuffling her legs. She was rather aware of his strong and masculine body close behind her, his skin warm, and soft from years of being confined in the lab. Female vampires - she wasn't sure about the males - never really felt nervous around a male, at least not this kind of heart fluttering nervousness. When she had heard of females of her kind feeling this way, it had always been in reference to their mates, but Ravalyn refused to believe she could be the mate to the only hybrid in existance. He was far too important.
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His head turned for a moment as he watched her move to lay down behind him, but that was only to make sure she did. He heard her thanks, and he nodded slightly. Your welcome. He said in a rather soft voice, as his eyes closed. He felt her close to him, his body heated and feeling her heat radiating slightly. He slipped in his control of his heat regulation, and the plume expanded again, two feet out, easily encompassing her it it. Not that he thought she would matter, that meant she would be able to save her energy, even if the heat was a little uncomfortable to her. She had her back to him, he knew it from the wealth of hair that danced along his back. He held back a slight sound, so she didn't hear anything from him, but he did shift himself backwards, pressing more against her soft skin and hair, slightly thrilled from the softness of her skin being contrasted with the texture of her bra strap and shorts. He forced himself not to rub back, so she didn't notice much. But she felt so good to his senses! That was probably the only thing that he would be happy about the stasis tank, that the lack of feeling besides liquid holding him left him soft yet strong, and starved for touch, that extroardinary feeling. While on the outside his body was reacting in ways he could have never guessed, on the inside, he was reacting in ways he could never dream. His heart was in a flutter, flipping over itself with anticipation. His blood was running through him like molten lava, hot and needy. It was only uncertainty that was holding him back at this point.
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Just as she shifted, he seemed to do so as well, though it hard to notice as they were very slight, as if to shift closer to her. And despite the heat he radiated out for them, she shivered at the feeling of his skin against her's, sliding across it...it felt so good. She had never felt this way, never desired to turn and wrap her arms around a man. Never desired to touch a man, though she had been touched by one in hopes of reprociation, though it had never succeeded to her that meant that the man the council had selected for her, that he hadn't been her mate. Though, she'd know that by the lack of feelings she'd had in regards to him. But with Raziel...this so close to her, it was driving her crazy. Even when he had been in stasis, she couldn't help but stare and watch him. She'd felt so drawn to him. It was becoming nigh impossible to resist that draw now. Her breathing picked up along with her heart rate, her blood feeling as if it had thickened and was moving slowly through her hotly, thickly, like lava. She swallowed, nervously, uncertain. Raziel... she said his name softly, the need she felt all of a sudden with him this close, between her pale, and luscious thighs, hard to keep from the soft tones of her voice. She clenched a hand in the blanket, not knowing what she should or should not do.
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Just as his body had been neglected while inside the stasis tank, his mind had been as well. He felt presences outside of the tank, saw them, but never felt anything. It was always neutral, probably from their control on him and the fluid itself having some sort of blocking affect on him. Now, however, he was feeling more and more drawn to her, his body feeling hotter than usual. His back was pressed against hers, feeling her heat and softness, the play of her slight clothing and hair against his skin, and he couldn't hold back rubbing against her anymore, doing a slow, small circle against her. He heard her say his name, the slight tone of need under it, so mirroring his own. He shifted some, so he was laying on his back, and his head turned to her, looking at the back of her head. His hand reached out, gently holding her left shoulder, fingers plaing along her soft skin. Ravalyn... He said, in a near whisper, that had the same tones as hers did.