Thread: A Bloody Cause ( Ava & Valanaer)

The poke at his wound wasn't terribly painful but his body was trying to numb the area so the simple fact that he could still feel it was surprising and told a good deal about the dangerous nature of the injury. The male did not laugh as she continued on he was just forced to listen as she made her case, saying she didn't want bloodshed and sounding nothing like the other VanBuran heirs. His thoughts that she was lying to him had gradually begun to dissipate as she was either the most talented liar he had ever met or, as he believed, a rather kind if not talkative person. Not that his belief gave him tolerance, he began to grow tired of her talking but at the same time found himself powerless to yell at her, as the only reason he still lived was due to her intervention. There was a slight pause when food was brought into the room and Seth eyed it hungrily, his current condition causing him to want more food than ever. He was about to reach out for it when Gabriella began speaking again. I find humor in it because this situation is quite unbelievable, not because I think it to be funny in a jovial sense... He resumed reaching for his food when she yet again let her voice out, this time telling him to eat after she redid the back bandages. Not that he wasn't grateful but he let out a loud huff before sitting up and looking over at her and sighing, Alright then please do it quickly, I am quite hungry and would love to eat while I have the strength to do so. He was not worried about the pain, if anything he knew how to deal with that particular feeling though as she began to damper his hair with water he grit his teeth in annoyance and in a moment of childish impulse, something he hadn't done in a very long time, reached down and splashed some of the water onto Gabriella, a smirk on his lips as his eyes met hers, his brilliant green eyes filled with a playful spirit that almost came upon him unnaturally. He was struck by the same feeling of nostalgia he had come by earlier, as he looked at her face and the impulse taken its course there was something bothering him. For a moment longer it eluded him and for the entire time he found himself staring as she began cleaning his wound, not bothering to hide his gazing eyes from her. As she continued he began to recall the dream he had, or memory if it was something that had really happened, the little girl looked much like the woman tending to him, her features different but traces of the young girl in her. Not that Vampires differed too majorly in appearance, all were rather slender and paler than the average person but even then there was something about her that reminded him of the girl in his memories. He was only snapped back to attention by her voice posing another question, this time he turned away and laughed to himself again before answering, quickly brushing off the possibility of them having met before. I suppose I will go back home and finish recovering, try to stop my people from going at each others throats and make sure there are no openings for your kind to slaughter us while we are disorganized. Seth answered honestly, he found no point in lying to her because whether she believed it or not her people killed innocents and soldiers alike, not that it didn't go both ways but his brother had refused to do it and so had Seth. Besides, they had but one direct leader of age and that was him, they were no doubt already in disarray and the faster he returned the better.