Ever Wonder

AARG! I typed up a whole post (long one too) and then the computer erased it! Grr! Now I have to type it again. Aarg.
Well, here goes nothin.

Fyn

His hands were gentle, cool to my inflamed skin. They felt safe. I moved closer into them. I wanted nothing more than to go to sleep.
Suddenly, I felt another set of hands on me. These were not safe, I knew. I moved back just as the hands were removed. They burned.
I looked up to see who had touched me. I wanted to hiss at them, the son of a demon who had caused me pain. I didn't understand this. Why would I hiss? It made no sense, so I didn't do it, though I nearly choked trying to swallow the urge.
What I saw when I looked up did make me choke.
A fire demon.
I wanted to sick up. How dare the vile thing touch me. It was murmuring something to my savior. I caught two words.
'Water-baby'.
What was a water-baby?
Apparently, my savior didn't know either, because he asked the thing about it. Asked it as though it were an equal. It gestured toward me. I wanted to bite it's hand.
It said it was forbidden to speak of it. I nearly laughed. It probably didn't know itself, the idiot.
I heard my savior sigh, and he took his hand from my shoulder, and placed one hand on my forehead, and the other around my waist. I relaxed into both touches, savoring the warm feeling they gave.
My savior began to speak, and slowly I began to feel warmer, safer. It was as though someone was holding me close, like a little child. I savored the sensation, drinking in the light and the safe feeling.
Then, the feeling began to ebb away, and my savior stood up, turning and talking to someone. I suddenly felt so lonely, and I found myself whimpering and reaching out, searching for the arms that had held me.
As soon as I realized what I was doing, I stopped, drawing my arms back in toward my sides. "Stupid! What will he think of you now, you big baby?"
I wanted to say something to him, to thank him, and to explain. He was my safe-one, I felt as though I owed him that much.
But I found myself drifting, unable to open my mouth. I was falling asleep, and fast.
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Ok, I need to explain some things.
One: Taliaths are very prejudice toward Fire-demons, or anything to do with fire. They teach their children to hate these things form birth. Fyn, being raised as a Taliath, is subconciously acting on what he has been taught.
For example, Taliaths hiss when they are displeased, angry, or afraid. Even though he doesn't understand why, Fyn is subconciously acting on how he was raised. Make sense?
Two: When a water-baby is healed by someone not of their race, they are automatically bonded to them. It's a blood and spirit connection, like a familial (brother/brother, father/son, etc.) connection, but it is only felt by the water-baby. The only way to sever this bond is for the person who did the healing to hurt the person he healed to the same degree that he healed him. (Not neccesarily the same injuries, just the same amount of pain). This has now happened to Fyn and Raxven. Make sense?
Three: Taliaths and water-babies put high stock in being safe. That's why Fyn constantly refers to Raxven's hands or voice being safe. To him, it's a show of affection and devotion. And to call someoone your safe-one is the greatest honor. It is to say that you think of them as a family member, most likely a brother or father. Make sense?
I hope all this is alright.
-Elise

hehe, now I'm glad I had to write it over, because the second one was so much better than the first.

This_is_history, please try to refrain from double-posting. If you want, you can edit your previous post and add in what you would like to say/have said. Double-posting clogs the threads, but it is acceptable as long as it is not done excessively.

Raxven-

I smiled at the two and shook my head. "No, we're fine, thank you."

They rode off on their steeds and I turned back to see Casius kneeling next to the boy. I walked over quietly.

Casius-

With a quick glance to Raxven to make sure he was still busy, i knelt next to the boy still huddled on the ground, whimpering every few moments. But those whimpers were growing fainter and weaker, and I realized that he was slowly losing consciousness.

At my approach he looked up and glared at me. I held up my hands in a gesture of peace, keeping my face carefully devoid of all emotion.

"Rest, you must be tired. I will not harm you. I am bound to the one you have bonded to, your safe-one. I have no desire to hurt you," I said softly, watching him expression carefully.

He blinked. "How...do you know?"

"I am older than my physical appearance lets on. I am a fire-demon of nearly 1500 years old, perhaps more, I do not know. I know much of the world and those races that inhabit it. You have no reason to fear me, though I must warn you to not touch me. It was cause great pain for us both."

I allowed a small smile to pass quickly across my lips before fading again. "Now, sleep. We, your safe-one and I, will take you back to our home where you can rest easy and not have to worry about the other boys."

He eyed me in suspicion before finally giving in and allowing his eyes to close. It was then I felt the presence behind me, the warm breath gliding gently across the back of my neck.

"I have never known you to be so nice, Casius," Raxven said, quite, smothered amusement dancing behind his words.

"Don't get used to it."

~Aedomir

When my head finally awaoke, and I lifted my tiresome body from the bed, a crack, something between a pop and a creak sounded. I scanned acrosst he room through dreay eyes into the cold blackness of the night air.

"Who's... there?" I asked.

Something flicked and the door burst open. I ran towards it, carrying my clencedh fist close ot me.

Out of the thick veils of shadow, something swung out and hit my head. I landed into the cold ground, and the last thing I remembered, was a trickle of blood seeping into my mouth...

Sorry about the double post, May. I'll try not to do so in the future.

Fyn
I wouldn't have been talking to the demon if I hadn't been about to fall asleep. Atleast, that's what I told myself.
All through the conversation, I wanted to hiss, or bite or....I don't know what.
But I couldn't help noticing that the demon's voice was almost kind, almost safe. I quickly put that thought out of my mind.
I wanted my safe-one. I knew that. But I couldn't stay awake...

When I awoke, I was in a soft bed. I didn't open my eyes for a while, just wanting to stay there forever.
When I did open them, I was greeted by the sight of the demon sitting beside me.
"Hi," he said, almost cheerfully.
I hissed through my teeth, unable to control the reaction this time.
He raised an eyebrow at me, just as my safe-one came through the door.
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Gah, I know it's short, but that's all I could think of.
Oh, and about bonding. When a water-baby is bonded with a safe-one, they become dependent, clingy even, like a little child. They'll stay like that, and it will increase, until their safe-one sets them straight. Either that, or yells at them to leave them alone and let them breathe.
Whichever comes first, lol.
Hope this is alright, Maybe.
-Elise

Casius-

I frowned thoughtfully for a moment before jumping lightly from the bed. I gave Raxven a quick, sly smile before darting past him and into the kitchen.

There was no doubt in my mind that the boy was a water-baby. Just by the way he acted I probably could've figured it out quickly. But I had made the mistake of touching him, and that alone had erased all doubts.

Water-babies were the only creatures (save for merpeople) whom fire-demons could not come into physical contact with without being hurt in some way. The age, maturity, and willpower of the water-baby determined how much it would hurt one of my kind. Luckily, the one in the bedroom was still but a boy, no older than fifteen. Had it been an older, more mature water-baby, I might be dead.

I unconsciously wrung my hand gingerly as I went about making a slightly burnt lunch.


Raxven-

I shrugged off Casius's odd smile before turning to the boy struggling to sit up in the bed. I pushed him back down with a small amount of magical force.

"Lie still, or your ribs won't heal properly. I managed to mend them as best I could, but they must finish healing by themselves."

I leaned back against the door frame and heaved a great, gaping yawn. "How do you feel?"


**I'm going to make a DT for this.**

Fyn
I opened my mouth, intent on saying I felt as though an elephant had stomped on my head, but I didn't.
No sound came from my mouth, except for an odd whimper.
I closed my eyes in mortification, trying to sink into the bed and hide.
"That's alright. Just take it slow. How about you tell me your name?" my safe-one said, smiling softly.
I took a deep breath. "F-Fyn," I croaked out with no small amount of difficulty. Why was it so hard to talk?
My safe one smiled. "Fyn," he said. "Strong name."
I beamed with pleasure, then quickly stopped, realizing that I must look like a six-year-old.
My safe-one seemed to take no notice.
"My name's Raxven," he murmured.
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short, again. oh well.

Blair-

Blair sat at the dinner table across from Leo. She had never sat at such a quiet table. She couldn't get her mind off of Raxven, and what he may be doing. She cut her steak with too much aggression, and scratched the plate.

>,< sorry short!

Naomi~

Naomi tugged on Keira's fur, making him come to a stop. 'What?' he snapped.

"I'm tired, stay with Maybelle." Naomi jumped off Keira and walked next to Maybelle and Heather. "Here, take this, it'll help you understand Keira and Heather. You can talk to them also." She took a cat's eye necklace off her neck and handed it to Tiny before running through the forest.

****I'm lost****

**You are in the town at the moment with the tigers, you can run through the woods towards Naomi's house if you want**

*just thought I#d bring it back here*

Blair-

She cried for an hour after dinner. Leo was a monster and her father seemed to be the only one who couldn't see it. Despite her and Raxven's plan she was still worried and becoming more and more anxious every passing second. Soon the sun set and she found herself running through the forrest to Raxven's house. She knocked on the door three times, waiting unpatiently for someone to answer.

Fyn
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I smiled at my safe-one. No, Raxven. I smiled wider at the fact that I knew his name, this time not worrying that I looked like a grinning idiot. I snuggled down into the bed a bit, wanting to close my eyes and sleep.
My eyes darted to the sound of knuckles on wood, and I flinched, trying to sit up. I felt a push on my chest and I was laying back on the pillows again, watching as my saf- no, Raxven, went to investigate.
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Sorry, that was most likely: boring, short and pointless.
I was trying not to manipulate characters, and also basically brain dead with no ideas whatsoever. :p Sorry!
-Elise

**Will someone bring me back in? I'm not sure where I went**