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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 3:21:29 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Full Moon always made her skin itch.
Made it almost impossible to wear clothing.
So it was no surprise she was in shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt.
Still, she itched.
She made notes on her planner, even if it was something she knew, she kept the constants, the variables. Nothing went unnoted.
Her eyes turned, right on time and she removed herself from the wall she sat against. She hadn't slept in the bed since he left. It didn't feel right anymore. She was tempted just to change without the column, but if she did damage to the flat... well that was an even worse transgression.
Was she having second thoughts? Paper thoughts... she pursed her lips. Everything was so messy, complicated. Why did she have to react like that?
She pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes, fighting off the urge to cry again. She'd done that enough, wallowing in pity. She had done that enough. She wished she could talk to her brother. But she had a feeling of what he would say.
Basically a big, fat, I told you so.
She twitched and she crawled over to the circle and muttered the spell. The copper column rose up around her and she leaned against the wall of it behind her. It wasn't so bad. It didn't quite reach the ceiling so she had enough oxygen. She knew she would need this to hold tonight. She hadn't done her feedings properly. She wouldn't be surprised if she had gashes to treat in the morning.
She bowed her head, eyes closing.
Fifteen minutes later hot white pain engulfed her body... and then it stopped.
She was panting from the pain, threw her shoulder into the wall of the column. Sturdy. Smart human. She settled in a sitting position looking up.
She sniffed. Ah, she'd been crying. Pitiful human emotions. Always got in the way of real thinking. She will enjoy the break.
A whole night in the column, huh? It was at least warm. Dry. Inside. It was the summer, so who knows what kind of weather she would've gotten tonight.
She hated the rain. It made things wet. Normally made the human sick.
Sigh.
This would be a rather boring night... might as well sleep...
Rose woke with a start, suddenly becoming conscious in two ways. She looked to her arms and saw nothing, not a scratch. What luck! She was sure the wolf would be upset with the column, but it seems she had just taken the opportunity to sleep. She had made it rather warm in the flat, despite it being summer. Hm. That's something to note. Responds well to favourable conditions.
She muttered the spell to have the column come down, reaching out for her notebook...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 5:04:14 GMT
He arrived in the floo area and stopped, looking through. There, the column was still up. He checked his watch, box under his arm. Seeing he was a bit early, he set the box down and sat on it, watching the column and glad to see it was holding quite well. It had been emotional decision, but he had after all promised and it would be a waste to have spent so much time on these items for her and not give them to her. He tried not to look at the bed, focusing on the column itself. When the column came down, he winced seeing her crawl out naked.
Well, she had warned him.
He touched the grate and it slid up noiselessly and he spoke loud enough she could hear. "Rose? May I come in? I have some stuff here for you to help with this next time. I told you I would be here if you wanted me to be." After a minute he added "I can leave again if you need me to." Holding the box under his arm he waited, unsure what would happen next...
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 5:12:07 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
His voice startled her and her head spun to look at the grate. She inhaled to slow her racing heart.
"Yeah. Come on through... I'm just, I'm just checking to see what the damage was. Seems like she was rather calm."
Interestingly.
She hadn't moved from her place in the circle, her hair had been pulled forward as if she had been inspecting her back previously. The deepest gashes were on her back. She always wondered how she ended up managing that.
"It worked," her voice was soft, as she looked to him, a small smile. "Very well."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 5:37:57 GMT
Clearly startled and not expecting him, he heard her words and nodded having expected the surprise. "I know I said I wouldn't be here this week cause I wanted to give you space, but I had made these for you and I did promise to come so I thought I'd just come and ask. Thank you." He stepped out of the grate, staying a distance from her out of respect. That stopped when he caught sight of the red. "Whoa!"
A wave of a wand and bandages sprang out, falling within her grasp. At the same time he stepped forward quickly bringing himself up short just before going to one knee. "Are you all right? Need me to hold pressure on those?" While no healer, he knew putting on bandages even with a wand was hard when it was on one's back. "How-- on your back??" The concern in his voice was quite genuine.
She sounded glad about the column. "Excellent, I thought it would do the job. The thickness was what I thought would work best." He hesitated looking back at the box he had brought with him and dropped moving forward. "I think the bands are going to surprise you with how well they worked out, but I don't want to rush you either. Do you need a hand moving around?" She had said she would be fairly weak afterwards and that was one of the main reasons he had wanted to be here.
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It's a quarter after one...
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 6:00:22 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Old," she said with a light chuckle. "Not from tonight. But... hard to reach, harder to heal. They still look fresh. Don't know you didn't notice them before."
She seems to try to think. "I guess I never presented you my unclothed back before. Sorry."
His concern was... it made her smile despite the turmoil going on her head.
The few days had been enough. She had been able to breathe. It felt like they had, in a way, been going rather strong and fast at everything.
She closed her eyes. "Please... I.. I would like that. She pointed to what looked like potions kit on the nearby couch. "There's dittany in there. It's not going to do much, but it'll heal it enough so it takes the infection away."
She shook her head. "I'll sit here a minute, I'll let you know when I'm ready to move."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 6:23:48 GMT
Oh. Old. Now that she had brought it to his eyes,he looked closer, seeing how they were only half-healed and much fresher then he would have thought. "Oh, they look so much more new." He'd never been a fan of lashes, but these scratches had a lot of that same feel. He didn't touch them, but he could imagine. Following her directions he went to the kit, pulled out the dittany and came back moving to her back first.
"Which do you want me to start with? I mean only you know which ones are newer." He ignored her nakedness for once, focusing on the cuts, the damage. Her directions help and he did what he could though he only had a small amount of any skill with repairing injuries. Making them now, that he had been taught quite a bit about, none of these being on that level so much but their non-healing putting them higher then what he could usually manage without the curses.
When he had done what he could, Regulus was behind her. Moving to sit on the floor beside her he pushed on her shoulder giving her something more to lean on, pointing his wand at the box so it flew over to him. "So I have the bands for you and want to demonstrate, but I had a surprise I thought might make you feel better too." Pulling out a large jar with a screw top (advertising Atlas canning) he set it on the floor. Filled with a purplish-silvery mixture which glittered in the light.
Regulus held out a hand for her hand silently after unscrewing the jar.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 6:40:57 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She smiled softly. "Well, they're from the last moon or two. The rougher ones. I... hadn't been taking care of myself as I should've."
She seems to look at him apologetically, even though it was something that happened before... everything.
"There's enough for all of them. Dittany will do the trick enough."
She kept her hair pulled to the front, though she now pulled it all over to one shoulder. She nods at the mention of the bands, but the jar with the mixture interested her. She watched as he unscrewed it, and she sniffed, tentatively. Testing.
Whatever it was, it didn't smell dangerous. She could note a few familiar smells.
Her brow furrowed. "A healing salve?"
She bit her bottom lip, looking away as she held out her hand to him. Guilt rising in her again. She had been a right git.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 6:48:01 GMT
Regulus frowned. "But I thought most werewolf wounds couldn't be treated with magic much. So how do you take care of those better?" Even if she decided not to stay with him, he could learn a lot about her and the contagion which he refused to call a disease.
Maybe the stuff didn't look amazing (though he thought royal purple was very cool coloring), but if he had suspected right she was going to like this stuff. Taking her hand, he scooped only a little of the stuff out, rubbing it onto the back of her hand over several long scratches. "I read a little about how the wounds can't be healed well and some of the things people have tried and it seems determined to keep the damage from being hidden. That you probably already know, but the angle...well. look at this." he showed her the hand which looked maybe about twice as healed as before, but still obvious wounds.
"A little better, though the contagion fights it looking normal. For others. However I think with all the damage you take you often feel obvious and not pretty attractive." He reached out without asking and took her other hand, running it over the back of her hand with his mental fingers crossed. If he was right, the stuff didn't keep her from knowing the damage was there, but with this stuff working on hiding the damage from her touch with her eyes closed this would feel smooth and clear.
Hopefully using this would help her feel herself more like she was to his eyes, beautiful.
"Close your eyes Rose and feel yourself whole again, even if you know better on one side." Mentally, Regulus knew that more then half of all magic worked on belief and that was what many tons of muggles had studied as well in their science. Feeling yourself whole was almost as good (if not better in some cases) as looking whole. Using this could help her confidence, self-worth, and maybe even her natural healing once she got used to being seen like that.
"Now you know how I see you..." he whispered in her ear running his hand up her arm.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 7:04:40 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Well, it's just that magical healing is slower. But... I made it sort of a ritual to do constant healing on the ones I could reach... arms, chest, neck... I just wanted to look normal as possible."
She watched as he applied the salve onto the back of her hand and then held it up. It seemed like the purple colouring corrected the colouring of the skin. She smiled as he took her other hand, smoothing it on hand. Her eyes closing, tentatively, she touched the skin where the salve had been applied, and her brows rose.
It was like it wasn't even there... nearly.
She shuddered at his words, in her ear and failed to stop the sob as it broke through her.
"I'm sorry... Regulus. I'm so sorry."
She turns, taking his hands in his, pressing her lips to his palms.
"What can I do? How can I earn your forgiveness for such a terrible action? For such accusations?"
She took in a shuddering breath.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 7:36:55 GMT
Hearing her say the words told him he had done well with the adjustments to the lotion, a surprise he had managed to keep from blurting out like a little kid. He caught her sniffing and he wondered what she could pick up. "I'm curious if you can smell what's there, I think it's so mixed it would be hard to." And since it was experimental being in a direction way out of left field he doubted anyone else had thought to look for this combo! When he touched her hand across it, he felt the sob even as she tried to hold it back.
"Rose Rose, Rose, I told you I'm not someone to try and predict. I'm not like most people" 'of course not' he heard in his Mother's voice with a frown "and I wasn't raised like most either. Maybe having Sirius run off made me change a lot more then he would have. Who knows?" He held her, then leaned back to look into her face. "I don't make emotional decisions easily. When I told you I accept you I meant you, as you were to me." A shake of his head at how she had jumped over those ways of thinking, knew now it was because of her past.
"I get it. Your past was rough and you are probably used to a lot of broken promises and stuff. Please don't ever think I'm like that. I didn't make that decision any lighter then when I tried to prove to you I was your Alpha." Which made her naturally the Alpha female of this pairing since this was a pack of two. Trust. Now he was the one teaching and that thought caused a smile. "I know I promised you I would give you a punishment, but I think for right now just a show of why you are mine is needed. How are you feeling? Stronger yet?"
Helping her to stand he didn't move out of the circle on purpose, giving his arm around her waist and her arms around his neck to help her steady herself. "Now for the bands." He whispered a few words and the bands rose up out of the box, going for her wrists and ankles as if assigned to each (which they were) gliding in and over to snap into place, but not pull to the others. "I have gotten, hmm, creative. You might use these when you are not in wolf form too..."
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 8:04:22 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She nodded, sniffing again. "It's very hard to pin it down. One moment I catch something, and the next it's covered up."
She smiles at him. "It's very well mixed. You'll have to tell me, someday."
"Damn her Lupinisms! She'd almost destroyed something so very precious. Over what? A sense of self-doubt? She'd be even more miserable than she was before. She shook her head.
Human error.
For some reason, that thought was comforting. She was indeed human.
"I know. I knew that. In my heart, I knew that. My head, I needed to reign back in. The time helped. Even if it wasn't the full week. It didn't need to be. I don't deserve your patience, however, I appreciate it highly, nonetheless."
She smiled lightly, "to err, is human, as they say... and even faults, I appreciate the reminder, that in most cases I am human."
She nods, "I am, but I try really hard to... not be so... distrustful. I'm sorry that you had to experience that ugly weakness from me."
She nods at the question of if she was stronger but appreciated the fact that he held her anyway and he pulled her up to stand. She wobbled slightly, which was expected so soon after being a wolf for several hours. It normally took her a bit to remember that two legs instead of four were a thing. Rewiring her brain, so to speak.
The bads snapped to her ankles and wrists and the weight, while light, was comforting.
"Ah?" she intoned, a brow waggling. "What exactly did you do, my love?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 8:20:36 GMT
He was proud of his skills with magic, but in truth the ability to detect magic and it's use on objects and structures had caused him to study their combinations more which enabled this. Many who specialized in potions had never learned how to detect their use in other things and that was the key to the working. "Thought so. There are a few unusual things in there for sure. We'll talk about the breakdown one day when I make the next batch."
Deep breaths were important, he knew, knowing that things were finally getting to where they needed to be. "Glad to hear it. You promise to talk tome first in the future? Before you react in heat?" Not knowing how that could be taken more then one way, he had an arched brow at her waiting. There was no point in taking chances again, right? "Wow you really do have a weakness from it. How long does the recovery usually take?" He adjusted, holding her better then he had.
The bands snapped into place and he smiled. "The word is engraved on the inside to release them, but before I tell you let me show you." He re-summoned the column around them and then focused on the bangles. Suddenly there was a loud click and her feet were against the column, her hands the same. "Whatever position you want to be held in you can set by pressing them against something and then using the command. Which means I really could do whatever I wanted to you and your werewolf strength wouldn't be able to move them."
He laughed caressing her neck as she tried. "Tell me I'm your Alpha again, love. I think you can already imagine how these could be used at...several times of the month." Too bad he didn't know about the need for chocolate yet...
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 8:40:29 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She nodded. "Talk, express concern, first. Promise. Think."
The shifting of her position had made her go slightly lightheaded. She leaned heavily on him. "Few hours. Trust you. Just want to be near you again. Need it."
Her shoulders had relaxed, her face pressed into his neck. Her lips pressed to the underside of his jaw. Apology.
Her head rose to look at him and the column rose around them again. She was held against the inside of the column, the bands making a loud click as they attached to the metal and she gasped slightly.
She attempted to pull away from it, knowing full well she wouldn't be able to do so in her current state, but still wanted to test the limits.
Obviously, she couldn't do a damn thing.
"Fuck," she chuckled, lifting her head again to look at him, the word held heat though, her words seductive. "Whatever you want, is it? How does it feel, Regulus, to have a terrifying creature such as myself subdued? Submitted to your every whim."
She giggles impishly, licking her lips, her eyes on him. "Ah, there's no one I would prefer other than you, to have me in such a state."
She smiled, coyly, licking her lips. "My Alpha, my love."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2018 9:04:26 GMT
He'd still be wary so she didn't catch him off like that again, but he thought he had made the correct impression. "Good. I've already put a lot of trust in you, Rose, please don't push that button very often. I get you have fears and bad experiences, but I'm trying to make your future and mine much better." As shown through what he had already done for her. Maybe she would remember that next time before she did something else unpredictable.
When she gasped, he chuckled slightly evilly under his breath, a habit he hoped he would break some day. As she struggled he nodded as if seeing a test go as expected. "Yep, let's see. Way to protect, check. Way to bind, check. Way to realize, check. What would you like for me to solve next, love? I think I've mastered all the current goals." He grinned, knowing he was looking pretty good right now. When she asked him, he winked at her.
"Pretty damn good actually," he said trying not to wince at the word. "But you did tell me that was what you wanted more then anything. I do aim to please," he said leaning in to kiss her hard, confident she could not do anything except turn her head away. That kiss went on a bit before he released it having gotten himself a bit stirred up. Maybe there was something about that control stuff that worked! "Mitte Falcem" he said in her ear and the bangles fell off, landing with a chime on the floor before he dispelled the column from around them, catching her full weight with his arms.
"Now, let's get you to where you can be more comfortable, my Alpha," he said knowing she would know now which way he meant it.
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Emily Rudd
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 30, 2018 9:21:19 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She shook her head. She valued communication and she disrupted that. Remember from now on. Silly girl. You're a grown adult, not a child. You have words, use them.
"Nailed them all down, I think," she nods, grinning.
She did not turn her head away, finding it much more pleasant to have his lips on hers. She returned the kiss, panting when he pulled away. He whispered the spell in her ear, even that causing a lovely little shudder to race down her spine and she fell forward right into him.
She grinned at the 'My Alpha', surging forward to press her lips against his again, her arms around his neck once more.
"Mine," she says with a giggle. "Yours."
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