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The first part of probably a 3 part piece.All characters belong to their respective owners c: ))
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Do I need Sheep here for this?
Ohgarsh!
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Why should she need to be here?
>u< ))
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Because maybe she can talk some sense into you?
; v ;
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I'm not going to change what I think of them, even if you do bring her here.
>u< ))
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Hah! That's what you think.
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You wouldn't. To actually Want to bring her as if she could actually pull it off. ))
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Oh Sheeeep!
Sheep: E-eh..?
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Are yo- no. You know what? Let her come. She of all people should see what I mean when I say she isn't helping 'Belle by coddling her. ))
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Say that to her face then...
Sheep: Do I want to understand this conversation?
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...gladly.
//He turns to face Sheep.
I was merely explaining how you constantly guarding 'Belle would do nothing but hinder her ability to grow in combat. ))
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Sheep: -a thin eyebrow raised considerably, the scar tissue pulling with it- Oh? And what have you done for her? -Sheep folded her arms, preparing herself for what would either be the shortest or the longest partial argument ever-
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Seth
"Me? I've done nothing for her. Instead, I trust that she can defend herself just fine. Otherwise I wouldn't have allowed her to roam the woods alone. She doesn't need a bodyguard. "
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Sheep: β Exactly. Anabelle is a very strong girl, and yes she can hold herself up... but everybody needs a support. Even people like you, Seth. -Sheep eyed him up, arms tightening with each word that fell out of her mouth-
Admin:
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Seth
He frowned, now it was his turn to cross his arms. He had thought that from the moments they talked, she'd know better than to think he depended on others. "There will come a time when she would have to stand on her own. She might be able to pull it off if you let her depend on you. " His voice. Became more course, anger sprinkled onto each word. "I haven't the need for a support and you know it. I can do well on my own, as I always have had to."
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Sheep: β -Sheep sighed, her chest heaving, her arms falling down to her sides. She bit her lip, chewing on the skin before releasing it.- Are you afraid that having somebody to lean on will make you weak..? -she cringed slightly, unsure of how he would take being called weak- And Anabelle doesn't seem to mind having somebody to lean on. She knows that I'm there for her...
Admin:
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Seth
he stayed quiet for a moment. The thought had never occurred to him before. The mere suggestion would have been infuriating had it bot reminded him of his younger years. "No, from how I was raised I learned quickly not to depend on anyone. As for Anabelle she is still new to the notion of friendship. She could all to easily let herself go and just solely depend on you. Is that what you want?"
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Sheep: β Well you cannot go through life like that, Seth. We are built in pairs. -Sheep lifted her arms to cross them again, but her body seemed to stutter mid-motion. She let her arms drop back to her waist.- As for Ana... there will be a time when she can fly on her own and she will know it, she won't need me forever. For now, I want to be there for her, to watch her grow into the person she's meant to be.
Admin:
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Seth
"Maybe for you that's how everybody should live their life but not everyone is the same Sheep." It's as if no matter what he said he would never convince her otherwise. Annoyed, he simply shook his head and continued on towards the subject. "Very well, do as you wish. But when trouble arises and you aren't there to help her, just hope that she will come out alive. It'd be hard to bury a dear friend now wouldn't it?"
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Sheep: β -Sheep visibly cringed when Seth brought up the idea of having to bury Anabelle, her fists clenching by her sides, nails digging into the fleshy bits of her palm- I left my entire Kingdom, so that I could protect her. Do you really believe I would let anything happen? -her scarred eye glanced up into Seth's, the green swirling with anger, an unyielding sadness hidden behind it all-
Admin:
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Seth
Now this he did not know, hoe reckless. " You abandoned your own people...for one person? Do you not CARE about what happens to them?!" He did not know why this angered him so, he glared daggers as he continued. "You are only her and yourself if you keep this up! There is friendship then there is devotion. You have not known her long enough to make such a foolish decision!"
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Sheep: β "I did not abandon my people. They are strong, even without me." Sheep growled viciously, "I came back for Anabelle and for y-" she paused. Her heart was pulsating, she could feel it in the palms of her hands as she clenched her fists tighter and tighter.
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Seth
" It is your duty to see that trough, your people come first!" How dare she?! Abandon her role for a mere girl! It did not matter how "close" he was with 'Belle, if it came down to it he would save his kingdom. Now she stopped.
"For whom Sheep?" He raised a bow, his eyes never lifting it's steely gaze.
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Sheep: β Sheep kept silent, allowing Seth to berate her. She deserved it, yes. She left her people behind, people who she has known since she was a child... People who didn't bother to even come looking for her when she had suddenly disappeared. She dug her nails deeper into her skin, to the point where she could hear the skin break and feel the flow of warm blood drip down her curled fingers.
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Seth
Oh,now she kept silent? "I'm waiting for a, it would be much better if there was more than one person though it is still disgraceful either w-" His body tensed as he caught scent of the blood, looking downwards he could see the crimson liquid drip from her fist. "Stop that.." He frowned, his jaw muscles going rigid as he ground his teeth together.
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Sheep: β Still no sound from her. Instead, she continued digging her fingers deeper and deeper into her already punctured skin. The blood was flowing more freely, dripping, forming tiny puddles near her feet. Her fingers were stained red, turning a deep crimson as she dug them farther into her skin. Her palms were throbbing, screaming in utter pain, her brain telling her to stop. The rage that formed in her gut told her to continue.
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Seth
His gaze was completely fixated on the blood now as it poured more freely. As if in a trance, his body lurched forward and he took a step as his mind became somewhat cloudy. He reached out and gripped her wrist tightly. " What good would that do? Stop." He had to blink a bit, his surroundings becoming somewhat blurry as he turned her wrist so that her clenched palm faced upwards. With his other hand he tried to pry her fingers away , he would not allow another..."incident" to occur.
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Sheep: β She kept her hand firm, his grip on her fingers barely registering to her, the turn of her hand caused a spiral to form around her wrist as gravity changed and the blood shifted direction. The hand on her waist was warm, nearly soothing, completely distracting. Sheep, however, kept her head down, hiding her face from the world. Her thoughts were moving quickly, thinking that perhaps she had made a mistake coming back. Perhaps Seth was right? Maybe nobody really needed her here, Anabelle was a strong person. Was she really just being a handicap..? Sheep gritted her teeth, which in turn caused her to clench her fists even tighter.
ahgash, heart pounding U:
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Seth
Seth couldn't help but let out an impatient growl as he kept working at her fingers. His patience was wearing thin, the blood becoming more and more of a distraction of what he attempted to do. A dark thought crawled into his mind, Of when he first bit her.
It had a sweet flavor, yet very strong. Although he immediately biting her he could appreciate and enjoy that moment of feeding. No, enough of that. He hesitated as he laid a claw over one of her digits, taking a deep breath. It should have eased his nerves but instead it gave him a stronger scent of the liquid that escaped Sheep.
" Sheep let go!" He exclaimed, gripping her wrist tighter. There was more of a reason than anger that he shouted. He was getting anxious, it had only been 3 days and yet he felt as if he hadn't eaten in weeks.
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Sheep: β Blood began pooling in the corner of her arm, dripping off of her elbow like a leaky spout. The feeling almost tickled, as if somebody was gently running their finger down her arm. Sheep could feel Seth continuing to pry at her hand, but it was almost as if her hand was locked in that position, her fingers curling tighter like a snake eating its first meal in weeks. Her free hand relaxed slightly as she looked down at the damage, her scarred eye half lidded, lips parted in wonder. Everything seemed so surreal right now, even when Seth had spoken. Her palm was a bloody mess, four fingernail shaped wounds, mostly hidden by the blood that seemed to pour out of her palm like a stuff pig. Her fingers looked no better, bits of her flesh snagged under the lengthy nails.
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Seth
He wiped away at the blood that trickled down her arm, now he was beginning to panic. In his mind he felt the familiar numbing sensation as his back began to ache. He pushed away the feeling and kept a straight face. As straight as he could since he was scowling.
"Sheep snap out of it!"
There was something wrong, it seemed as if she fell into a trance of sorts. Again he tried to pry at her fingers. He could have left, let her bleed and escape the scent but he knew he didn't just stay to prevent her from hurting herself.
He stayed because he saw her as an easy meal.
It wasn't him yet hunger allowed him to have darker thoughts, it wouldn't kill her really. Just a bite, it would be so easy what with her being unresponsive...
"Sheep if you don't let go I will knock some sense into you!" He raised a hand, balling it into a fist. The aching in his back became felt more and more painful, his head throbbing.
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Sheep: β Slowly, Sheep looked up at Seth, but her eyes seemed fogged over, as if all the rage and life had seeped out of her body through the blood flowing down her arm, which seemingly never stopped. Her movement was slow as she raised her free arm, extending a bloody finger out towards Seth's face. A smile crept onto her lips. Carefully, she touched his lower lip, smearing the blood across the plump flesh.
"Please do."
Her arm fell back to her side, but the dazed smile kept itself upon her lips.
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Seth
This was not like her, she had become completely oblivious to her surroundings, unresponsive. What had triggered this sudden change? Was it the blood loss? Something he had said? Now wasn't the time to ponder, he was the only one who had sense in the situation and even then he could feel it slipping away.
Then, she reacted. His grip loosened considerably on her wrist as she lay a finger over his lip. As she withdrew her hand, he could taste what she had left behind- blood.
He couldn't help himself as he kicked his lower lip, devoting the small taste of blood. He wanted more and there she stood. The strength in his knees threatened to fail him, his back on searing pain and his mind a hazy mess. He had to do something, anything.
At least sha gave him permission.
Fist met cheek as Seth landed a blow upon the dazed Capricorn. That was enough to keep himself in check for the moment.
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Sheep: β Her head whipped to the side, her hair flowing around her body like a cloud of smoke. Slowly, her hand raised to meet her cheek, anything her hand touched became bloody and red. Quietly she looked back at Seth, the corner of her mouth sprouting a thin line of blood where her teeth had cut her lip. The smile was gone, but the dazed look was still there, the surrealism still holding onto her mind.
A chuckle escaped her, but it was short and sweet.
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Seth
She was still gone...
Then there was no other choice, he had to leave but, why couldn't he move his legs? He stayed put, a standoff between him and what little consciousness he had. He felt sick, empty. His throat burned and his back felt as if it were being stabbed repeatedly. Had the days been longer he would have turned by now.
"Sheep..." There was no way of getting through to her. Force seemed to work but it was not as effective as he'd hoped.Β
And now she laughed, for a moment anyways. How he wanted to hit her again but what hood would that do? Β Instead, he held his breath and tore the end of his sleeve. He'd be careful this time, he would not let himself slip. Seth grabbed her damaged hand by the wrist and quickly wrapped it.
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Sheep: β She watched him wrap her hand, the dazed look slowly fading away, but the blood seeped through the cloth quickly. "Why... does my face hurt..?" her words broke the silence, but they were just a decibel above air. Sheep looked down at her other hand and cringed, the blood was still dripping away. A puddle had fully formed near her foot, seeping over her bare feet. What had she done? Looking up from her hand, to Seth's face, Sheep was shocked to see the tiniest bit of blood marring the corner of his mouth.
"A-are you bleeding?"
I have totally come to the conclusion that the smell of Sheep's own blood sends her into a really weird trance, because her own Stardust CAN kill her...
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Seth
It seemed that the mending had helped a bit. Looking up at Sheep's face he could see what he assumed was her returning to her senses. She seemed a bit more...observant now.
"It hurts because I punched you." He answered simply, frowning that his "handiwork" did not hold as more blood seeped from the cloth and dripped from her hand. A waste, it was such a waste...
Bleeding? Of course, he quickly swiped his sleeve over his sleeve. " No, I'm not." How could he tell her she somehow smeared her own blood against his lip? That sounded pretty far fetched, even for him.
" Are you alright now? I mean that in your mental stability, you seemed pretty far gone for a moment."
(canon UuU )
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Sheep: β "D-did I do something..?" She pulled away from Seth, her visible eye wide with fear and worry. She held her hands to her chest, not caring that her blood was now running down into her cleavage, soaking her shirt as it slid down her stomach. "S-sorry... I don't remember..."
And that was the truth. Sheep frowned, all she could remember was hazy screaming and then blackness. The smell of her blood had began tingling her nose and that had been it for her, her memory blocked out the rest.
Admin: o 3 o canon?
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Seth
" Yes, yes you did" He proceeded to tear another strip of his own sleeve to replace the stained "bandage". It was indeed hard to speak to her, but at least talking gave the constant nerves a break. He was calming down and that's what mattered at the moment, though he took an occasional glance towards the puddle beneath her and the blood that smeared her chest.
"Seeing as you don't seem to remember I'll tell you. You dug your nails into your skin so hard you left your hand a bleeding mess." He outstretched a hand. "Give me your hand"
(That it's official c: ))
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Sheep: β Sheep cringed, shrinking back from Seth, her eyes now drowning with tears. She had gone into another one of those weird trances. "I'm really sorry Seth, I didn't mean to..."
Admin: What isssss
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Seth
" Don't apologize, now give me you-" He stopped and examined her face, she was slipping again. What was wrong with her? He took a step towards her. " Sheep I just want to change the bandage, stop crying. "
(Forget it xD ))
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Sheep: β She looked down at her hand, noticing the bandage was completely red and dripping. The smell was intoxicating, but she refrained from it, instead focusing on Seth, watching him. Sheep stepped forward, holding out both of her hands, her tears nearly spilling when she noticed all the blood.
Admin: NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNO
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Seth
He took hold of her wrist, slipping a claw under the wrapping and tearing it in one swipe. The scent was impossible to ignore now, Seth let the bloody cloth fall and quickly began to wrap her palm once more.
"Stop crying, if anything this isn't a scratch to you." He frowned, his grip tightening just a bit. Careful now, slow breaths...
(yus~ )
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Sheep: βShe cringed when he grabbed her wrist, her hands shaking like leaves in a hurricane. Sheep instinctively squeezed her hand closed, trying to stop the pain resonating throughout her entire arm, but it only caused more blood to spill out. She kept her other hand out of sight, cringing slightly as her fingers brushed over the wounds.
Admin: nuuur.
God dammit, I love these two way too much, augh.
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Seth
He growled, his free hand quickly grasping her clenched fingers before trying to pry them away. "Don't you dare start this again, why are you afraid? I only want to tast-" He blinked a bit, confused and quickly tried to fix the slip of the tongue. " try and wrap up the wound. Now hold still."
(lololol
>u< ))
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Sheep: β Her eyes widened. Was he going to say taste..? Sheep thought about her scars, the ones he had caused, and something inside of her opened up like a dam breaking. Her knees gave out on her, bringing Sheep to the ground. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Admin: < o >
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Seth
He took a step back, unsure of what to do. Had she collapsed from the blood loss? Highly unlikely. He knelt over and grabbed her by the shoulders, giving her a strong shake. " Sheep, what's the matter with you?" He sounded more angry than concerned, all he wanted to do was rewrao the wound and- oh. The blood was staining his pants. In fact, it stained a lot of things, his sleeve, her arm and hands, her chest. Maybe she was dying and he could finall- He shut his eyes tightly, forcing the wicked thought out.
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Sheep: β She had fallen into the puddle of blood which had been formed earlier from her bleeding hand. The front of her shirt was now completely sticky with sweet smelling blood, the deep red liquid staining her clothes and her skin.
Admin: BRO. She is dying D:< she's inhaled too much of her own Stardust. Gosh.
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Seth
As much as he wanted to partake in the crimson that seemed to have fallen to waste with every moment, he wouldn't allow her to get in a condition worse that what she already was. She wasn't responsive and that somewhat worried him. Without a moments hesitation he quickly peeled of the shirt and wrapped it around her palm. A bit much yes, but at least it would stop the bleeding for a few moments. There was just so much of it, and all from a small flesh wound?
Never mind, He scooped her up and began to make his way further into the forest and away from the smell. A cleaner area would be the best, for both of them. As soon as he could no longer smell the spilt blood, he laid her down again, letting her body rest against the trunk of a tree.
" Sheep, can you hear me?"
(( Nononononono don't die omg
sry ))
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Sheep: β She groaned, her face cringing. The air no longer tasted strongly of her blood, but she could still smell it on her skin. Her eyes opened slowly, but closed once more as she burst into a coughing fit, cringing in pain as she fell over onto her side. A spray of blood hit the ground as it ejected itself from her body, although Sheep never noticed as she continued to cough.
Admin: She likes dying, LOOOL. Ugh, she's such a danger to herself, seriously...
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Seth
It seemed all would be well for her. She stirred, groaning and finally opening an eye. Then she changed drastically, falling into a coughing fit before falling over. He quickly sat her up again and patted her back, something in her throat?
"Sheeps what's the matter?"
Great, more blood to ignore. It was almost too much for Seth to take. He was royalty, why should he have to limit how much he had? Again with that? Nevermind, he had other things to be preoccupied with.
But she won't :Y
That's some effect Ono ))
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