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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 12:05 am
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"Floor doesn't matter," he said shortly. Floor could be bleached, ripped up, replaced. But he also understood how much easier it was to think about how badly the floor was getting stained than what was doing the staining. Her back... it looked awful, frankly. "We need to get you to the hospital or something - s**t, Melany, I think I see bone." If they went to the hospital, he was going to have to think up a cover story for the wound. They clearly weren't accidental cuts. Kinky party gone too far?
"Unless you happen to be one of those people with magic healing powers." He flipped his braid over one shoulder. "Sit down, okay? I can at least do a temp bandage. Try not to move around." He had enough stuff for that, even had some petroleum gauze somewhere.
Of course he had questions about the how and why, but that all could wait until Melany was taken care of.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 12:45 pm
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"The how doesn't mat-" He paused. "Temperance was here? How - why?" Horace hadn't even told her or anyone on the listserv about it. He'd literally only told Shiloh, who he believed wouldn't tell a soul. Maybe.
"Ok..no, stay right there, okay." He dashed out and was back quickly, hands full of supplies. "I'm going to get you patched, then we are going to the hospital." Horace knelt behind her, glad that blood didn't make him squeamish. "So, Temperance was banned from the listserv. With that and, um, this... Mels, I don't think she'd good for you. I didn't tell her you were here, so how does she know?" He tried to be gentle, and dress her wound. It needed to be packed, right? Luckily, the petrogauze wouldn't stick and... medical tape was wonderful.
"Sorry!" he said, feeling a shock across his skin and into hers. "I think... if you see her around, you should maybe avoid her for now..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 12:55 pm
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Melany made a soft, distressed sound at the shock, but only tensed up for a heartbeat. She dropped her shoulders, relaxed what she could, let him do what he needed to. "Okay," she said. "I don't know. I thought she was maybe looking for you, but she said she'd gotten a text, but I threw my phone out a window, it can't have been from me? I'll stay away from her, I don't want this to happen again--"
God, her life was just ******** Fight Club, but worse.
"I'm Edward Norton in that terrible movie, aren't I?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 2:15 pm
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"What -'You met me at a very strange time in my life'?" Please let that be a quote he remembered properly from that Ed Norton movie. Horace didn't remember s**t about the movie; he remembered things perfectly only when he wrote them down or read them, watching was an entirely different story.
"Nah, you're just Melany and that's fine. Wrapped for now. It won't hold long, though." He stood. "Look, if anyone else besides Shiloh comes around looking for you, don't answer the door, okay? Send me an email and I'll try to come home asap." If Melany couldn't even trust those she considered her friends... well, this was all super shitty and he should probably try to find someone better versed in magic. After they got going, he'd shoot Shiloh an update.
Rising, he ducked out of the room and was back in a moment with a hideous Hawaiian button-down shirt. "Wear this, it'll help put the wound less. Can you stand?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 2:48 pm
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Melany giggled. It was a watery sort of sound. "You did, though," she said. "You don't have to be Helena Bonham-Carter if you don't want to, though." She took the shirt and put it on. It was, perhaps, a testament to how out of it she was that she hadn't protested at Horace seeing her in her bra (which was a lost cause by now anyway). "I can stand," she said, pushing herself up to her feet. The movement had some hallmarks of grace to it, a sort of fluid muscle-memory ease, but it stuttered as she went to straighten.
"See? Just fine." She looked down at her feet. She hadn't taken off her shoes, however she'd gotten back to the house. "You really think we have to go?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2017 7:32 pm
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He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Okay, Temperance is banned from this house." Horace hurried around and opened the car door for Melany, draping a towel across the back of the seat. He slid into the driver's seat himself, starting the car. "If anyone besides Shiloh comes to the house, don't let them in - we don't know who you can trust, anymore."
Horace was, in general, a careful driver, even when his mind was preoccupied, thankfully. "I'll take you to urgent care - that will need stitches unless you can magically heal yourself. Lords know that's not my skillset." He made a face. "Also... the woman who followed you before - you haven't seen her, have you?"
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