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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2015 0:31:18 GMT -5
Keats was practically running on his way to the infirmary tent, bare footed and in his full Sheevra form. He had been distracted for October given it was the month of Samhain, the Irish festival of the dead and when the fairy realms and realms of death touched the earth for a little while. That time of year always did things to the Sheevra’s head and he had completely missed out on noticing there was anything wrong with anything until after the month was over. And then he had noticed quite a lot. Like a whole bunch of kids having gone missing, and his possible boyfriend being very ill. So Keats was hurrying to where Mozenrath was to be there for him, because it was the least he could do. The Sheevra finally got to where the Infirmary tent was and skidded to a stop on the cold ground in front of it. He paused long enough to take a deep breath before going in to look for Mozenrath.
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Post by Rue on Nov 9, 2015 0:39:24 GMT -5
Mozenrath was sitting in his infirmary bed reading a copy of Othello as he looks up sending a small smile to Keats. His skin tone still a sickly pale colour but he appears a tiny bit better. "Hello love... I have missed you..." he says his voice sounding raw as if he has been screaming for hours. As he marked his place he sipped a bit on the tea that was left on the stand next to his bed.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2015 18:25:08 GMT -5
Keats smiled wanly at his boyfriend and sat down beside him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here” he said quietly. Keats ran a hand through his white hair. “I missed you too, Mozy” Keats hesitantly leaned over and kissed Mozenrath’s cheek, feeling a thrill in his stomach. He was initiating the affection for the first time and felt good about it. But Mozenrath deserved a kiss on the cheek. He was really sick and Keats wanted to show how much he cared.
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Post by Rue on Nov 9, 2015 20:13:42 GMT -5
Mozenrath smiled at the man before speaking again "Facilier had to take away the Black Sands I control, They were killing me. Long story short I a okay now but for the next while no magic until I get much, much better then experiments to see if I can still use magic will be done." he said as a pale hand went to cup Keats cheek rubbing it gently with a thumb. It was his sign of affection since he couldn't really launch out of the bead in a hug for the man.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 0:24:24 GMT -5
Keats swallowed a lump in his throat and closed his glowing eyes for a moment. “I should have been here for you” he murmured. He felt so very guilty he hadn’t been there for Mozenrath when the man had needed him. Keats kissed Mozenrath’s palm and smiled. “Anything I can do to make up for it, love?”
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Post by Rue on Nov 10, 2015 5:25:12 GMT -5
"I will need some help around my house... not a lot but I can't do a lot of heavy lifting and Leida's been running around like a lunatic getting her things moved out as she wants to venture out on her own..." he says softly his eyes very soft towards Keats. "Other then that just being with you is good enough for me Keats..." he says his voice gentle and soothing as he encircles his arms around the man's neck in a hug.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 20:55:20 GMT -5
“I can help you with whatever you need” he said immediately. Anything to make up for not being there and not noticing that Mozenrath had been doing badly. He wasn’t sure how to feel about Leida leaving. On the one hand it was good she wanted to be independent, but on the other hand Mozenrath needed help. “When she moves out, do you want me to stay for a while?” he asked, a little hesitantly. “Just until you get back on your feet” or longer. Though they were still just beginning this relationship so maybe that was going too fast. Keats hugged Mozenrath back, gently so as not to accidentally hurt him. “My body is cold right now, you’ll catch something” he protested mildly. After all, he was in his natural form and not the human guise, and his natural form was cold as a frozen corpse.
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Post by Rue on Nov 10, 2015 21:43:08 GMT -5
"To be honest Love if you wanted to stay forever I probably wouldn't be opposed" he said with a mischievous grin. He nuzzled Keats neck as he seemed to relax a bit "I don't mind the cold Keats... I'm warm natured so I have been baking with all these blankets trust me when I say you are a welcome reprieve....".
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 22:07:57 GMT -5
Keats smiled. "Then I'll stay, Mozenrath. I just wanted to make sure you were fine with it before I offered” he’d blush if he could, but that was sort of beyond him at the moment. Keats chuckled again and pulled Mozenrath into his lap and wrapped cool arms around the sorcerer. He gently pulled the man to his bare chest and smirked down at Mozenrath. “How’s that then? Probably a good thing I’m cold-blooded, isn’t it?”
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Post by Rue on Nov 11, 2015 3:19:06 GMT -5
If Mozenrath was able to purr he would have been doing so as he seemed to melt in Keats arms. "Yes it is a good thing but I like you for more then your cold blood love." he said with a saucy wink as his arms wrapped around Keat's middle. "Should I make sure to stock up on extra shirts and pants for you?" he said with a grin.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2015 10:55:14 GMT -5
“Calm it tiger, you’re still pretty weak right now. I could crush you with a gentle hug if I wanted” Keats said in amusement, though it was a valid concern. He really could crush, or at the very least very nearly crush, Mozenrath right now in his current state. Keats hummed and smiled. “I’ve got my own clothes love. But thanks for looking out for me. Probably want to stock up on extra shirts given I sometimes burn them off”
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Post by Rue on Nov 11, 2015 15:17:20 GMT -5
Mozy grins at the man as he merely contents himself to curl up in the mans arms. "Will do love will do..." he said as a yawn escapes him and he snuggles close to Keats as his eyes drift close. "you are very good at.. cuddles..." Mozy said sleepily as he seemed to drifted off in Keats arms.
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