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Post by Raowolf on Jul 9, 2010 18:00:56 GMT -5
Mollie drew a long breath, searching in the corners of the old room and eying Morgan with slight suspicion, but hurried her pace. "Thanks." She muttered grudgingly, then forced herself to smile. If she was to be stuck with him then she may aswell make the most of it and be happy. Perhaps he might join in. "I'm very grateful for the bed. Are you sure I can have it? There doesn;t look like much left for you..." She shuffled to allow a little more room on the Blankets as she finally laid down her packages with a near moan as her neck was relieved of its constant strain.
"I guess you come here alot." Mollie looked around. The inside of the building was dusty, but it showed signs of recent life. She hobbled up and changed her cobwebs, wrapping even more on the small but painful, and seriously bleeding, wound. There were plenty around. "So... Umm..." Then the Poppy Seeds kicked in, and she yawned widely, collapsing back again onto the cloths.
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Post by Schizo on Jul 12, 2010 17:45:58 GMT -5
When she finally laid down he moved his eyes toward the distance in the building, when he was going to close his eyes she spoke a word, thanks. He blinked his eyes a few times then looked at her for a moment, "Mhm" he said in one word, when she spoke more he listen to her, his eyes drifted a bit toward were she was. "I'm fine, its better than that stinky ware house" he said in a low tired voice, when she said that he must have came here he gave a small nod. "Yep" he said once more, "Its the only place to get away from everyone around you" he said to her, when she was about to say something she got really quiet. Morgan looked over at her seeing her fragile and exhausted body lay on the blankets, her eyes were close to giving up on her, "What?" he said. He laid their and waited to see what she would say to him.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 14, 2010 10:38:22 GMT -5
Mollie twitched in her Poppy-seed induced sleep. Something told her she should wake up, but she just didn't have the energy. Why, when you could simply lay there forever? Her shallow breathing stirred the rags of the nest infront of her wet grey nose as her slender chest collapsed again. Her dreams swirled and twisted like the breeze, never fixing on one direction for too long, always changing their mind...
She awoke with a jolt. Where was she? How did she get here? Who was... Oh. And then it all came flooding back. The Hotel, her paw, the seeds, the escape, Morgan. She groaned as she raised her aching body off her nest of cloths. Looking over to him, she saw he was looking out the window. Realising she must have collapsed due to her Poppy Seed overdose, she lowered her head submissively, biting her black lip.
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Post by Schizo on Jul 14, 2010 20:53:51 GMT -5
When she was fully knocked out from those seeds he soon got a chance to relax him self, he laid his head on his paws and drifted into space, the darkness had fully settled in on the city. Before he could close his eyes he felt like eyes were watching him, he looked over and seen that Mollie finally woke up, she still seemed scared, but of coarse he didnt care.
He stretched his body out and laid his head back on his paws, he really wasn't paying attention to her, it was sort of impossible for her to escape for which the hole was pretty far and she was in really bad shape.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 16, 2010 12:30:26 GMT -5
Mollie smiled, although she wasn't entirely sure why. Stretching out in a similar fashion to that which Morgan had just done, she kept her head up, watching him steadily yet politely. She liked the peace; the calm serenity after the storm, the drift after the wave, the recovery after the battle... Shaking her head she lowered it gracefully onto her slim paws. It was good to see him relaxed. Even if he was the enemy she still cared. She cared about everybody.
The peace was nice and... Peaceful, and she longed to see the moon, but didn't dare approach Morgan, laid as he was infront of the only window. So instead she lay there, eyes blue and shining, no longer afraid. She was watching him. Especially the way the gentle moonlight touched his back, with grace and care, as though he were the child of it. She didn't move; the Silver Wolf barely even blinked. Briefly she wondered of the time, but did not hold the topic in her mind for long.
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Post by Schizo on Jul 20, 2010 22:55:10 GMT -5
As he laid their he felt them same eyes watching him, he looked over at the corner of his eye and seen Mollie watching him with those icy blue eyes. Seeing them made him think of the cold winter, but in a good way, slowly he drift away for a moment into space. When he looked over she was sort of still watching him, he raised his head for a moment while he still looked at her. He soon finally gave in, he slowly got up from his spot and walked toward her, when he reached her he slowly turned him self around and laid on the blankets with her. He looked over at her for a quick second then looked away, slowly he closed his eyes and went into a calm state, his body went loose and went with the flow as his body swing-ed around as he grew more tired. He felt more comfortable now then the last time, which was pretty weird to him at this point.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 21, 2010 11:27:37 GMT -5
OOC: I think we should take these two's relationship nice and slow; when they leave here be 'friends' of sorts and have hidden or unknown feelings for eachother, then next time they meet bring them a little closer, then they can be driven apart or something when Morgan kills someone infront of her, then a big reunion when they finally realise they were destined to be together, then all the awkward Pack vs Pack thing. What do you think? Sorry, it's just with most other characters it seems everyone's rushing into it. And Mollie's not that kinda girl ^^ It'll take her a while to get over Connor, too.
Mollie nodded as Morgan lay beside her, and realised when he relaxed how awfully vulnerable he looked. With harsh sunlight and huge muscles, as well as the threat as a Scream on his enemy's mind, he seemed so daunting and cruel. But here he lay, and with all threat gone the Akita almost seemed to shrink before her.
She relaxed with him, but no longer felt tired. Turning her head away as not to appear rude, she still caught his hasty glance out if the corner of her averted gaze. Shuffling, she gave him more room and blankets.
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Post by Schizo on Jul 24, 2010 0:59:56 GMT -5
OOC:Sounds cool to me (:
As he laid their in peace he slowly started to fall asleep, his body gently slid down on the blankets and became loose and relaxed. He slept for a good couple of minutes till instincts started to kick in, he jolted out of his sleep and quickly got on all fours. He looked around then hurried a long to the entrance.
When he reached it he quickly slid him self outside of the building, he looked around and seen no one, slowly he went out of the alley way down the street. When he came to the dog park entrance he slowly went inside of it. The park was very dead, and very quiet, he didn't know why he did what he did but it caused him to come here.
He walked down the sidewalk for a moment till he reached a picnic table, he slowly went up the small hill, when he reached it he laid down on the soft grass and squeezed under the table. When he was under it he curled him self up in a big poof ball and just laid their in silence for a moment.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 24, 2010 9:05:45 GMT -5
Mollie smiled as Morgan drifted off, but then, without a word, he left. Ears back in confusion she watched him as he slunk out of the building. Where was he going? Surely she knew she could not follow. Raising her head, the She-Wolf stared after his curled tail as it disappeared into the small tunnel. She hoped he was going to come back - perhaps he had just gone to get a few minutes of Fresh air.
He did not. After about 10 minutes Mollie stood, still confused, and limped to the Tunnel. Squeezing in, she bit back a yelp of fear as another, a Stranger, Dog Scent crossed her. But it was Stale, so she moved on. Crouching gingerly in the Alley she wondered briefly if she should follow Morgan's trail. But her eyes were going Brown again. She had been luck to survive an encounter with the vicious Deputy; Starpack knew what would happen if she met another. And what would happen to him, with their scents all over eachother, even crossed with Fear as they were?
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Post by Schizo on Jul 25, 2010 2:18:11 GMT -5
Morgan laid their for a moment with his eyes closed, all the thinking he did caused his mind to throb in pain, he didn't know what to do. When he finally got the strength again he slowly scooted out from under the bench, he hurried a long down the hill and onto the sidewalk. He followed his trail back to the abandon building, he hurried through the park as fast as he could but when he reached the empty streets he slowed down. He looked around and had seen no one still, slowly he walked across the dead street. As he reached the alley way he seen Mollie, he stopped dead in his tracks for a moment, he had a strange look on his face. It was more of a shocking look than strange almost, slowly he got the courage to move on, he had his head lowered a bit, he gently walked passed Mollie. He got down on his belly and slid in the building, when he was inside he walked over toward the window, instead of being in the light he laid in the small corner of darkness. He plopped him self down and laid in the corner, his head squeezed up against the wall so you couldn't see it.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 25, 2010 8:40:39 GMT -5
She watched him in silence. He wasn't right. There was something nagging at the Akita, and it was clear that he didn't want to think about it, let alone share, but that he couldn't get it out if his thoughts. Silently groaning she followed him again. Her paw really shouldn't hurt that much; it was only a small cut... Again the worry of Rust on the Doorframe spiked her and her eyes turned fully brown. In the Wilds where she had grown up(she tried to steer her thoughts away from that direction) there had been no people, so no metal, so Rust, and consequently no Tetnus. But she knew of the Deadly Disease and it scared her.
When they were back inside she watched Morgan hide himself away in the Dark. Again, her thoughts drifted to her Old Home, this time thinking of the Old Tales she had been told as a Pup. About how the Eternals had thrown Wolfbane to Earth to rid the World of Man, and how he had failed the Task, but fallen in love with Sunshine and Warmth, much different from his Home of Shadows. So he had stayed, but he was a Creature of the Dark, and his beloved Sunshine had weakened him, until he had crawled back to the Eternals begging to be put back in the Shadows.
Morgan, Mollie thought, was a bit like that. He had sat in the Moonlight like it was Sunshine, and then he had grown weak and tired, and here he was again, hiding in the Dark. It made her Sad. Then, although she didn't know why, she joined him, and recounted the Tale to the Deputy as if simply by doing so she could make him come to the Light again. The She-wolf didn't want him to be Wolfbane, because in other tales the Demon had become so full of Hate for the Shadows he was banished to he had ended up Killing himself. The thought of it made her even sadder, and Mollie did not recount that part, stopping where he was re-banished.
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Post by Schizo on Jul 27, 2010 22:25:24 GMT -5
Morgan laid their in the dark corner, only silence was around him, the only thing that had caught his attention was the small paw steps of Mollie. He looked over at her for a moment with his dark mysterious eyes, all emotions mixed inside was held in him. He never expressed him self, and will probably never try to express them. Morgan was very complicated, also Unpredictable, the things he would think would cause him to be like that, he will think things that would make him angry and would get so boiled up inside that he would just attack any one that tried to touch him. Mainly because he never had a real family, and because he never socialized with any one only cause he didn't know what to say to them in a manner type way. As things grew very dark more emotions build up inside of him, "Um.....so...hows that paw of yours" he said to her, his face was still hidden but a part of his dark brown eye showed in the little light.
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Post by Raowolf on Jul 29, 2010 12:53:57 GMT -5
Mollie sighed regretfully as he changed the Subject. She had been hoping he'd take notice of her Story, but it seemed not. She remained in Hope that he had, but simply wasn't showing it, however. She studied his look of memories with Polite interest, wondering what he was thinking of; she tried to remember what he had told her before when they exchanged stories, but that seemed like a lifetime ago now...
"Oh - what? My... Paw... Oh." She looked down, frowning in puzzlement. "I don't know... I shouldn't hurt this much. Just a small cut..." She shook herself. "I'm sure it will be fine." Mollie said clearly and reassuringly, trying to Comfort herself more than anything.
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Post by Schizo on Aug 1, 2010 10:53:43 GMT -5
He looked at her and listened for a moment, he wasn't no healer but he new certain things helped cuts like the one she had, "You know...before i got taken out of my mothers cage she told me that if i ever get hurt that I should eat honey or sugar..weird yes" he said with a giggle, "But it helps heal your wounds better with them herbs you got their, I guess cause the sweetness and all the sugar helps get rid of all the bad stuff inside and out" he said to her with a low voice.
He had tried it before and it worked out pretty good, he always told everyone that it was his mamas secret ingredient when healing cause no one never expect honey or sugar would work.
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Post by Raowolf on Aug 4, 2010 16:01:56 GMT -5
Mollie looked up in interest. "I knew not you had such knowledge in the Area. I... I'll give it a go. Thanks." She felt awkward.
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