Area 6

[krusnik05]

Joker snapped to look at Alice and ran out to Kit. "Baby!" He shouted and went to her. Wrapping an arm around her, the insane man lead his woman into the kitchen. "They didn't do anything sexual to you right? What about other things? Torture?" He asked then stopped it, sittng her down and grabbing his medical bag. "Breathe deeply baby....slow deep breaths."

The demon had looked up, glaring at Rave before he walked over to the elf. "What?"  

[Ryeder]

Kit groaned as Joker fretted over her. As adorable as it was, she reached over and pressed a finger against his lips. "Babe... please stop talking. We'll talk about it later." She felt like she was going to throw up again once she stood, but Kit clung to Joker. She'd be fine. The shifting plus everything else that she went through just didn't go well. And yes, she had motionsickness. That wasn't a bad thing! Lots of people had to deal with it! Damn Rave...

Breathing slow, she slowly felt herself calm down a bit. Looking around too much made it happen again. Not good. "I feel like s**t."

Rave sighed and took his arm lightly, knowing he didn't want to be touched but he needed him in the room now. "Stop talking, please..." He closed the door behind him and pointed to the blond elf on the bed, still not moving, still just staring absently at whatever was in front of him. "He has been drugged again, Monty. I do not know the extent, nor do I know how long it has been since Kalore gave it up... but there is damage done."  

[krusnik05]

Monty flinched his arm away from Rave. He didn't want to be touched by the elf and could very well walk himself into the room. For another he wanted to punch the man in the mouth given that all he said was a single word, not enough to constitute talking. Growling low he listened to Rave and his eyes went....over.........to......Kalore? Moving to the side of the bed he stared down at his elf....and...He was drugged. Rearing his beautiful head to Rave he snarled low..... "Did you bring what drugged him? Who?" He was going to beat the living day lights out and in front of Rave went to his knees to touch his elf's cheek. "Kalore....Look at me." He whispered to him.

Sighing the insane man nodded curtly and opened his medical bag looking through it then brought out a blue looking liquid, touching Kit's cheek. "Drink this to settle your nerves, stomach and mind, then keep breathing slowly. Don't move until you feel like your in control." His voice was commanding but very gentle on Kit. A doctor of love's voice to his sick patient.  

[Ryeder]

Rave sighed, walking to the sidetable. "Here..." He offered him the bottle. "They look like the same ones he had before, but I do not know for sure. I considered giving them to Joker and having him handle this." Rave watched as Monty sank to his knees, trying to get Kalore's attention. He hadn't been able to yet, but the man was different from him. Maybe he could. "Kristopher, I am sure. Most likely to control him better." He watched as Kalore's head fell towards Monty, but he didn't really... see him. The blond merely blinked once, his eyes focusing on Monty briefly but it didn't stick.

Taking the bottle, she drank it slow. It felt a little better... but it didn't get any better until she grabbed Joker's arm, tugging him close. Her arms brought him closer as she just stayed there, sighing. "All better."  

[krusnik05]

Joker looked down at Kit, shaking his head. Hugging her silently he held her like he was going to lose her again. Right there. But Joker wasn't going to lose her. Over his dead body. Sighing softly he kissed the top of her head. "I want you to shower and lay down on a bed Kit."

The demon took the bottle and snarled. "Joker will be needed for this..." Whispers and looked almost hopeful that Kalore would recognize him but it died just as quickly as it came. Leaning closer the demon touched his elf's cheek. "Kalore...Say my name."  

[Ryeder]

Kit smiled a bit, looking a little mischievous, "Then... come with me... I might pass out or fall or something." She laughed, shaking her head some. Really, the worse thing that happened to her was being thrown in the cell. No one touched her, no one did anything that was too bad... someone tried to touch her and she broke his wrist. She wasn't a big enough threat to bind to anything. No, Kit was collateral. And just a way to make it seem like a personal attack.

As Kalore blinked again, confusion spread on his face. What was he talking about? "Huh?" He still didn't focus on anything for long, breathing in slow, contently. He felt so relaxed. Why was he growling and making all that noise?  

[Ryeder]

Krus and I have been doing this story for a long time.... I'm in the process of moving it somewhere else, so please don't delete anything. sad