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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 12:44:31 GMT -5
*Julian nodded, without questioning further.*
"I know the place."
*He disappeared out into the hall and to Erik's room to retrieve the drugs.*
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 13:13:52 GMT -5
Erik lay in growing agony during the scant time Julian was away. His skin crawled, and his mind rebelled.
He supposed he'd have to eat something, sooner or later, too.
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 13:21:59 GMT -5
*Julian returned quickly, setting the materials down on the nightstand and filling a syringe as if he'd been an addict his whole life. The motion was familiar, and yet still new. He took Erik's arm gently, rubbing it with some alcohol.*
"It will be better. I promise."
*He pushed the morphine gently into his vein.*
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 13:28:47 GMT -5
Erik gazed affectionately at his son as he so deftly performed the operation. Relief, in this form, came quickly--he did not quite want to sleep, but the pain was pushed behind a barrier and he found it easier to think.
"Thank you," he breathed. There were few comforts in life, now. "You may have some, if you wish."
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 13:31:24 GMT -5
*Julian thought over the offer, but shook his head.*
"No, my love. Not now." *He brushed his thumb against Erik's forehead gently.*
"I might need my facilities. In case you need me. Perhaps later."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 13:56:08 GMT -5
Erik grinned lazily.
"It's good," he said. "Don't leave me, Julian. Don't ever leave me. What will Erik do now, without his face?"
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 13:59:53 GMT -5
*Julian squeezed his hand gently.*
"I am here, Erik. I will remain."
*He bent forward to bring his lips softly to Erik's scarred ones.*
"And you have a face. It is the most sublime thing in the world to be able to kiss you again."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 14:24:42 GMT -5
That was true. It wasn't that the reality of being corporeal had escaped him--he just hadn't really thought about it.
"Somehow, when I needed to rescue Pina... I could," he said. Julian's lips felt cool, like a balm.
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 14:28:18 GMT -5
"I am glad then...for both."
*Julian's lips touched Erik's once more.*
"I worry for her, but I was at a loss without you."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 14:51:40 GMT -5
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I didn't want to go. Erik should not have left you, all alone..."
His mind wandered a bit, his mood maudlin.
"She didn't even come to see Erik," he said mournfully. "I saved her, and she couldn't even look at me..."
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 14:54:16 GMT -5
*Julian sighed softly. What could he say to that? Why would she deny her own father, under any circumstances? He caressed the back of Erik's writhered hand with his fingertips.*
"Surely she didn't realize. She loves you, Erik. I know she does. Perhaps...there was something keeping her..."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 15:37:37 GMT -5
((If Renn reads this: I know Pina didn't *not* come to see Erik. Intentionally. But Erik's gonna get it in his head anyway, because that's how he is.))
Under the healing scar tissue, Erik frowned.
"It was him," he said darkly. "That cripple she's taken up with. I suppose he'd have kept her."
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 15:44:37 GMT -5
*Julian looked confused. And rather displeased.*
"Prosperpina...has a gentleman caller?" *There was surprise in his voice. Not that he didn't find her lovely, but he knew how cruel the outside world was.*
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2008 16:27:57 GMT -5
"He'd gone a bit farther than 'calling,'" Erik said bitterly. "Bloody cradle-robbing gimp."
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Post by Julian on Aug 6, 2008 16:32:58 GMT -5
*Julian swelled in anger.*
"He has...soiled her? I will bring you his still-beating heart. Please, Erik, let me do this for you."
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