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Nursing Sireon's wounds; After the meeting in the park
Topic Started: Oct 13 2006, 03:59 PM (415 Views)
Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante, the leopard. moved slowly but steadily as she made her way to her trailer. Carrying the heavy weight of the half-dragon on her back. She moved with careful stealth, she needn't draw attention to herself or to Sireon. She slipped into the trailer park and gazed around, her golden eyes analyzing everything before deciding it was safe enough to walk up to the metal door of her home.

The leopardess's form collapsed from long to tall and her tail retracted along with her fur. Paws becam hands and her head rounded from a blocky muzzle. Soon Chante stood on two legs, her chestnut brown hair barely brushing her shoulders and her green eyes sparkling as she looked aout nervously. Sireon lay at her feet and she quickly took the leather threaded key from around her naked neck. She quickly opened the door and crouched low, hissing as a light shone across her naked form. But it soon disappeared and she was dragging Sireon's limp form into her small trailer.

Chante put him on the bed and bagan pulling out her first aid kit. Bandages, cotton balls and peroxide were soon set around her and she gently began cleaning Sireon's wound. Humming as she did it, her voice sweet and soothing.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon rocked in the blackness of his unconscious state, oblivious to the fact that he was moving at all, then a voice came into the silence of his black world. It was a female's voice, sweet and soothing to the ear, calling out to him in the darkness. Then everything began to shift to grey, lightening and lightening until it was now a warm orange, a glow that surrounded him completely. Something soft was underneath his body, softer than the ground on his he fell upon, the feel of cotton on his skin and someone touching him causing his eyes to shoot open. Spinning like a top was the world he looked upon, everything in his head swimming, finally slowing to a stop after a few seconds. The girl from the park sat beside him now, her voice was the one he heard in the blackness, seemingly calling him forth from the Abyss of his mind. His golden eyes searched her, confused as to why she was helping him, but not truly caring the reason. An attempt to sit up failed, causing him to growl rather loudly, a sound as if the earth were splitting. Bullets had begun to pop from their holes in his body, his body muscle ejecting them forcefully, shells falling and clicking on the floor one by one until nearly seventy made a pile around him and on the floor.
"Where...?" He asked in broken english, one of the few words he was able to pick up.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante smiled gently at Sireon. Still naked, though she didn't notice, she was sitting right beside him. She had began to wrap his wounds when he had awoke and moved. Forcing the bullet shells from his wounds. She layed a gentle hand on his back and pressed him back on bed.

"Etelehta, loce`," the leopardess whispered.

Humming, Chante proceeded to clean his wounds again. Spreading an anitbiotic on his wounds she began to bandage them. She doubted he would need the bandages for long. Him being half-dragon should make him heal faster, but she would protect his new sensitive flesh anyway she could.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
(I'm going to skip us to the next day....or night....or....gah!!!)

Several hours later a groggy Sireon awoke, his body covered in bandages with slight circular bloodstains, laying in some kind of pallet that supported his weight. Having no clue where he was, or even how it was that he arrived there, his danger sense was instantly alerted. Leaping out of the strange pallet onto the floor, Sireon caused the trailer to shake violently, a deep growl escaping into the air. Where in the Abyss am I?! His eyes glaced to the wall of the trailer, contemplating if he should burst out of the wall, or if he should search this place for his captor and kill them. But why would an enemy bandage me? Wouldn't they rather try to kill me? Unless they want to torture me that is. Crouching low to the ground, he waited for whoever lived her to come around the corner, so that he could pounce on them and rip their flesh from their bones with his claws.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante heard Sireon and hurried to the wounded dragon. She now wore blue lowcut jeans and a red halter top. She walked around the doorway to see the dragon on the ground. He looked furious and confused. She approached him slowly and began to speak.

"Avar, loce`. Ni nilde, Chante (Hold, dragon. I friend, Chante)" she held out a palm and pointed at herself with her other hand.

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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon watched as Chante slowly approached him, speaking slowly as if he wouldn't understand, even if he was more animal than Drow or Dragon, he wasn't an idiot.
"Ai't bai aidor, kos! (I'm no idiot, girl!)," he growled, deciding to stay crouched to avoid hitting his head on the ceiling, "Saesi'm bai baer thys o sai mael myrdia! (There's no need for you to speak slowly!)" He glanced around again at his surrounds, still unable to comprehend where he was, turning back to the girl he recognized from the park.
"Shaesi por o shol ti? (Where did you bring me?)" Even though he was speaking rather calmly, his stance still had not changed, his eyes still like that of the predator stalking his pray as they fell upon Chante again.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante frowned at Sireon's words. She sorted them through her head slowly and shook it. She moved closer to him and crouched lower to get on common ground.

"Ni quena myrdia ten ni poleava quena eldarin mai (I speak slowly because I can't speak elvish well)," Chante spoke even slower, the complicated sentence made her tongue tangle and she took some of the words he used and stored it away.

She swallowed and watched Sireon warily, " Ni mera na elessa le (I wanted to heal you)."

Chante looked at Sireon's bandages. They were bloddy and she felt the itch in her fingers to change them. She reached out towards him and beckoned him closer.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon growled at her, a defensive growl that seemed to rumble the entire trailer, but then he calmed a bit. With a cautious step, he moved closer to Chante, watching her every move like an animal in a cage. That is what he was now, an animal in a cage, the cage of a world he did not know.
"Taji bai toraji, kos (Make no mistake, girl)," Sireon hissed as he sat down in front of her, his tail shooting up to her throat and stopping only inches away, showing that the spines on his tail were quite sharp, "Ai shor mai o ais o shaerae ti shoryr caerorarol. (I will slay you if you betray me without hesitation.)" His words were slightly hissed and venomous, his eyes alight with frozen flame of some unknown emotion, a growl rising in throat that held all the coldness of the Abyss.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante stayed still as the sharp spines on tha tail came close to her throat, still she looked Sireon in the eye. She would show that she trusted him enough that she would trust him with her life.

"Ni selma la` harna le (I will not hurt you)," Chante said and swallowed hard.

She reached out her hand slowly and held it plam up to Sireon, waiting for him to accept it. She pleaded with him silently.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon watched the girl for a moment longer, his tail hovering close to the throat, eyes still as hard as steel and filled with that strange emotion. As she held out her hand to him, he glanced at it for a moment, knowing the meaning but contemplating whether he should accept. Well, if she were to betray him, then he would simply kill her. With that, he accepted her hand, gripping her smaller hand in his massive one, causing it to disappear completely.
"Ai shaeloli o (I believe you)."
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante smiled happily at Sireon's words. Her whole face lit up and her eyes glittered with joy. She pulled on his hand gently, asking him to get back in bed.

"Ni maure na elessa le (I need to heal you)," Chante's words were slowly becoming more sure and quicker, she was getting used to speaking in elvish.

Maybe, if Sireon became her friend, she could teach him English. Then maybe he could speak with others easier.

"Manen care le elwe? (How do you feel?)" she asked as she began to look over his body.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon could tell that it had been a day already, he could feel it, yet it was still dark outside. This new world was strange and confusing, ever-lasting night, as well as men that fired strange metal objects that--for the most part--didn't pierce his flesh unless it was a rather big gun. Looking at the girl, he could tell that she was happy about something, probably the fact that he believed her, but he couldn't be sure with everything in this new world. Then he heard her speak, it was a bit better than usual, not the slow stumble of words that she usually produced.
"Ai thaer tholi, thys Ai eis si myl os, ser cor vyrdaes air tia vyrdaes (I feel find, for I am the son of Azemyriath'keale, thus his power is my power)."

With his clawed hand, he ripped the cloth bandages off of his body, dropping them to the floor. The bandages barely contained any blood at all, and the flesh where the bullets had been was now almost completely healed, the scales only a lightish-red that was darker than pink. His nearly-black grey skin was almost completely healed too, only a lightish grey indicating that there had been anything at all.
"Shar air os basti, Kos (What is your name, Girl)?"
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante smiled and ran her fingers over the pink scales. Her fingers were light like spider steps. She gathered the slightly bloody bandages and put them in a pile to be thrown out later. She picked up some antibiotic cream and rubbed it into the small marks on Sireon's body.

"Esta, Chante,(Name, Chante)" she said and smiled, "Ulunde? (Food?)"

The woman made her way through her trailer to the kitchen and looked back at Sireon expectantly.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Even though Sireon needed no such ointments from the girl, he allowed her to touch his skin any way, since he did not think that she would try to harm him. He received a name then, Chante, a strange name that must belong to this strange time. Since he had acquired her name, it was only right for him to give his own, since it did not matter either way.
"Ai eis talaer Sireon'derth'kalte'ce Urgene'tulmena'erith'daragon (I am called Sireon'derth'kalte'ce Urgene'tulmena'erith'daragon)," he said, knowing that just his first name would be nearly impossible for Chante to pronounce correctly, so he decided that he would shorten it for her, "Sireon thys mys (Sireon for short). Or, Ai shyr jhoji mysti ulunde (Yes, I would like some food)."
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante smiled and whispered his name, "Sireon."

She nodded, satisfied. The name seemed to fit him, she was glad he didn't expect her to say his whole name. She stood at her refrigerator and began to rummage through it. What do dragons eat? she thought and bit her lip.

"Mana le mera, Sireon? (What do you want, Sireon?)" Chante asked, rubbing the back of her neck.

(writer's block)
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Sireon heard her call back, asking him what he would like to eat, causing him to pause for a moment and think. I do not think she carries whole lambs or any other type of living animal in this strange home, so I will have to take what she gives to me.

"Air pyr's vaelia taraes, Ai'jh aer air (It doesn't really matter, I'll eat it)," he told her, his voice projecting without him having to raise it. He knew that when he left, he would need to stay out of the sky for a while, those strange flying metal demons could be anywhere, as well as those men who tried to kill him before.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante frowned and chewed her lower lip as she looked through her fridge. Dragons are carnivores, so meat would be the obvious choice. She riffled through the food until she found a steak she had intended on cooking for dinner that night. She pulled it out and looked at Sireon.

"Apsa? (Cooked food?)" the leopardess asked, showing Sireon the plastic wrapped meat.
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