Jayden

We kiss again and everything numbs. I feel no pain, wanting it to last as long as possible. Then I think of the blood on my face, the wound, and pull back, not wanting the dark liquid to stain her perfect face.
"Els," I lift a hand, shaking as I do, and find it's just as bloodstained as I feared. I use my thumb, the cleanest part of it, and wipe the blood off her cheek from my wound.

Elsa-
He pulls back and starts wiping blood from my face. I tear my sleeve and start wiping his face too, though he protests. Without the blood to hide it, the wound looks worse, but I don't really care. As long as he's alive that's all that matters. And then I remember Laiel and Blighton.
"Oh, um, AJ, last I heard Laiel was kind of trapped and Blighton was trying to lead Hunter away from him. So they might need help once Jayden's okay," I say distractedly, not taking my eyes from Jayden's face.

Jayden

Hearing the trouble the others might be in, I want to go help but know that I can't, that she wouldn't let me if I could. Elsa wipes my face, the cloth slightly stinging the wound, and I close my eyes, protesting every few wipes. Once it's over, I open my eyes and want her closer again, not saying it aloud but with my eyes.

Elsa-
He stares at me, and I grin, then move closer so I can kiss him again.
"Who says cats and birds don't get along?" I say between kisses.

Jayden

"Who says cats and birds don't get along?" She says between kisses.
I smile and surpress a laugh, knowing how much it might hurt.
"They don't know anything." I whisper back.

*breaks the Elsa-Jayden lovebirds trance*


"INTRUDER ALERT!"

I turned my head around lazily (what good could a beaten up cat do now?) and watched the back of Roger's head slowly turn smaller and smaller. Whether he was running away for good or just making a mad dash for bandages because he genuinely cared for my wellbeing, I didn't know.

"Another visitor?," I called out to the sheepish figure lurking around in the hallway, "Oh please guys, you're spoiling me. I'm feeling the love right now."

Through half lidded eyes, I watched the lion...Laiel, stroll over nonchalantly.

Cora

Diablo's back was completely ripped open, and I think some of the cuts were from me. I think that he was threatening me about something, but I couldn't really hear.

I was staring at the ruby he had stolen from me.

"Don't stare at it too long, chica."

Spoiler

I looked at my wall. Thanks for the spam!

Blighton-

I kept stalling Hunter and Roger when Roger noticed Laiel. Roger ran off screaming, "Intruder Alert!" Laiel just walked out. It was then that I noticed a spider creeping towards Hunter. I knew instantly that the spider was a Shifter.

"Who's your little friend?" I questioned.

Laiel - good

"INTRUDER ALERT!" Roger was gone down the hallway even as Laiel shifted, snarling and whirling to chase. Then he thought better of it; Roger could be running him into a trap. Instead he turned towards Blighton - he still wondered what he was doing here.

He tried to stay calm and decided to just walk up, even with Hunter there - the plan seemed to have fallen apart to the point where this hardly even mattered anyways. Why was Blighton just talking with Hunter? Then Laiel got a better look at her. Jeez, she looks horrible... Laiel didn't want anyone to die. Hunter may have chosen her own path, but surely she didn't deserve to die over this.

"Who's your little friend?" asked Blighton, addressing a Hunter and watching a spider that lurked down the hallway. The way it watched them, it seemed too intelligent to be just a normal bug. A shifter for sure. Laiel tried to remember who it was, but the name evaded him.

He stayed wary, but it was just a spider - for now. He shifted to his human form. "What's going on here?" he demanded Blighton. Then a chilling thought occurred to him. "Where's Jayden and A.J.?" He'd seen Elsa fly off, out of the corner of his eye, but the others were supposed to have been fighting...

Suddenly there was a strange sound - like thousands of little mice running in the walls. He eyed the spider, standing perfectly still just watching them, and suddenly got a very bad feeling.

Spoiler

*sighs in relief* glad you likes the heartfelt spam


Oh, and Ranger, I'm not sure what you were going for with the mice running along the walls idea. Tell me if I've got it wrong and I can always edit it.

Hunter - evil

I watched Laiel shift back into a human through heavy eyes. I slowly stepped out and after a quick scrutinization (which resulted in a mildly disgusted/pitiful look, much to my offense), ignored me and addressed Blighton. How rude.

"Where's Jayden and Elsa" he demanded. Blighton even had his mouth open to speak when Gale finally decided to work his magic. Little critters, spiders, to be more accurate, crawled along the inside walls, waiting for Gale's command. Now, I could finally slink off somewhere and sleep for about 12 hours or indulge in comfort food.

Laiel's face visibly paled as he began to notice just how bad his situation was.

"Hmmm..." I mumbled, trying to keep my eyes open, "The whole vampire look doesn't really suit you. You're better off being a tan pretty boy."

He glared at me and the angry flush finally coloured his cheeks again. He gave me the stink eye and snorted one of those 'you shouldn't be the one talking' snorts.

"Man, tough crowd" I said, absentmindedly picking off some dried blood.

Where was Roger and his lifesaving (literally) kit of medicine?

Gale- Evil

I stare out at the shifters before me- they seem powerful, but I had my army at my beck and call- I was pretty confident. The shifters were wounded and tired, I could have wiped them out at any instant. One was hurt badly, out of focus.
I felt the roil of my servants, but held them back.
I then decided to use this as an opportunity- perhaps these would be better allies than a meal.
I morphed to human form and walked forward, black widows, jumping spiders and the more powerful members of my retinue crawling down my back and dangling from my arms.
The one shifter that seemed more aware backed away, frightened -as he should be- but I smiled to show I wasn't going to attack them.
"I'm not going to attack you... yet" I said, trying to maintain my mystique.
I snapped my fingers, and my spiders obeyed, quickly weaving lengths of silk bandages.
"Wrap these around your wounds" I commanded "They have healing properties"

Spoiler

Sorry if I was unclear - that's exactly what Laiel meant, Cerulean.

Laiel - good

"The whole vampire look doesn't really suit you," Hunter murmured. "You're better off being a tan pretty boy." Laiel glared, forgetting the sound for a moment. As if she isn't pale as death herself.

"Man, tough crowd," Hunter grumbled to herself - Laiel considered kicking her before deciding that would hardly be fair - and picked at a wound.

Suddenly, the spider shifted to his human form. Laiel remembered him now - Gale. Suddenly he realized there were spiders literally hanging off of the guy. He shivered - he didn't mind bugs much, but that was just creepy - and took a step back. This is... bad. Very bad. Those spiders were dangerous - he saw the red mark of a black widow on several, and recognized a couple more as deadly.

"I'm not going to attack you... yet." He was peering down his nose at them. Laiel bristled a little at the look - he thought he was all scary, did he? - but Gale either didn't notice or ignored him. "Wrap these around your wounds," he said - no, demanded - holding out spider-woven bandages. He still held himself like some fancy magician.

Two can play at that game. Laiel walked calmly up to Gale, meeting his eyes. If Gale expected him to cringe and cower at the sight of some bugs, he was in for a surprise. Never mind that the bugs can kill me with a bite... but I'm not going to think about that. If he kills me, he kills me.

"I'll help put them on," Laiel offered coolly, taking the bandages. A black widow climbed onto his hand, and he shook it off, trying not to jump a mile in the process. Without waiting for a response, he turned to Hunter.

Spoiler

It's ok

Hunter - evil

I wrinkled my nose warily as I tried to sink into chair even farther. What was up with the sudden change of agenda? I was still waiting for the other shoe to drop and Laiel to suddenly jump up and say, "Ha! Just kidding! I just need to get close enough to slit your throat."

Yet seconds passed and he was still hovering over me, somewhat harmlessly with the suspicious looking 'bandages' the guy offered him.

I watched Laiel spread the stuff on the gash between my shoulders and the odd scratches on my arms. For some reason, something else was nagging me.

"So..." I grumbled, "Is anyone else on your team squirming in their own pool of blood?"

Laiel raised an eyebrow and Blighton scoffed a 'you wish' under his breath.

"What, do you actually care?" Laiel mocked. He was wrapping the bandages a bit too tight for comfort, most likely on purpose too.

"No." Hell yes.

I clenched my teeth stubbornly and tried to look elsewhere, hoping to change the subject. The new subject being Mr. Spidey.

"Who are you?" I squinted at the person, just realized how he managed to nonchalantly stroll into the base. Geeze, we really needed better security.

All eyes turned to him and he gave a sweet, blue lipped smile.

Laiel - good

Hunter looked suspicious. Laiel didn't blame her - he'd have felt the same way. But he had two perfectly good reasons to help her - one was to try to frustrate Gale. Frustrated people usually made mistakes. The other came from somewhere other than his brain. He still didn't want anyone to die, and this seemed to be the best way to prevent that.

"So... is anyone else on your team squirming in their own pool of blood?" Hunter asked. Blighton muttered something angrily, and Laiel's grip tightened on the bandages. I'm standing here treating her wounds for no personal gain, despite the fact that she turned her back on us, and she has the nerve to...

"What, do you actually care?" he spat, more wrenching the bandages around her than placing them now.

She just looked up at him. "No." Laiel tried not to tear the bandages off and kill her himself. The way he was wrapping the bandages seemed to hurt Hunter a little, but he didn't care. "Who are you?" she asked Gale, squinting.

Laiel thought the better question was what he wanted, but he looked up at him, wondering what he'd say.

Hunter - evil

Though Laiel's irritated aura was still seeping out around him, Mr. Spidey seemed like a bigger threat.

As if the base was his own, he settled in nearby chair and crossed his legs politely. Folding his chalky white hands onto his lap, he straightened his back stuck his chin a bit higher as if we were dwarfish children. What proper etiquette.

"I am Gale Funnel and its a pleasure to meet all you lovely folks' acquaintance."

Was that snarkiness (is that a word?) I detected? Its hard to say if I hate or respected him more.

"Yeah yeah, cut the crap," I drawled out. Immediately, he narrowed his eyes on me, lips sealed in a humourless straight line. Unconsciously, I shifted closer to Laiel, hoping that if things come to it, I'd be able to use him as a shield. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. I would surely do it for him on any other day.

"What are you doing here? What do you want? And how the hell did you find this base?" I asked.

I do admit though, his bandages are making small miracles. I wonder if they help with scarring as well.