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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 21:36:17 GMT -5
"I would imagine so--"
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 21:39:48 GMT -5
Tybalt huddled against him.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 21:46:17 GMT -5
Doom was not a very comforting person to huddle against. And he imagined Tybalt must feel very naked indeed.
"Breathe and be calm..."
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 21:50:20 GMT -5
His breathing was ragged. He had not even realized his shirt or locket were gone.
"If I failed you.."
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 21:52:08 GMT -5
"No, Tybalt, you have not. You have been nothing if not obedient."
Doom was having an ill-timed moment, with Tybalt's hair and his breath and his naked chest, though the smell of burned flesh, which one could never really forget, was dampening the mood.
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 21:56:04 GMT -5
Tybalt smiled up at him weakly.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 22:15:44 GMT -5
"You will need a healer's care. This is not how these matters usually unfold. I... regret that you have come to harm."
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 22:24:35 GMT -5
"My body is yours to harm or heal... as you will," he said raggedly, shutting his eyes.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 22:44:42 GMT -5
"I shall do as I please," he said, but without much heart in it. "Now rest, you have-- served well enough for now."
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 22:46:20 GMT -5
"...my lord," he said quietly, but with a bit of a smile. " I can barely move. I am resting."
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 10, 2012 22:57:23 GMT -5
"Very well," he said stiffly.
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 10, 2012 23:00:11 GMT -5
Tybalt did not have the energy to realize how grossly informal he was being, and he remained slumped needly on Doctor Doom.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 12, 2012 0:18:58 GMT -5
Through his armor's console he could summon aid to their exact location in the castle, but introducing Doombots to an already strained Tybalt seemed unwise. Doom had resigned himself to a lap full of sweaty, exhausted, slightly burned man.
He arranged his cape a little to cover him as best he could.
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 12, 2012 0:22:53 GMT -5
Tybalt's relaxation was the prelude to sleep; it was the only time, really, that he ever fully relaxed.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Jan 12, 2012 0:24:51 GMT -5
Doom pondered Tybalt's hair for a moment, thinking deep thoughts.
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