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Don't Get Blood on the Carpet, Dear?; Haydn makes it come in one piece... kinda
Topic Started: May 30 2014, 07:38 PM (156 Views)
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Some blood

Haydn: [/He comes back through the back door, finding it harder and harder to stand] [/There was quite a bit of blood now~ It looked sooo niiice but naughty stuff, it should stay in him...] [/He stumbles in, between a mutter and a giggle, and all at the same time a whimper] Ah...br- oh no. [/No need to confuse any girls here] Darling?

Jasmine: *She looks up first... and her whole face goes white. Without saying a word, she yanks on the bell leading to Maitho's room.**By the time she's up to get a medkit from the office, Bianca opens her door. She's half dressed, but she's still "decent" by a brothel's standards.*

Bianca: Jasmine, what on earth is- *One of the other girls whispers hurriedly in her ear, and for a second, the facade falls. More than anything

Maitho just looks confused, but then she's back together again and all but running down the stairs, barely avoiding tripping on the steps in her slip.* Who did this?!

Haydn: [/He has to sit down now, so happy that he was back finally] Ah, there's my pretty wife-to-be! [/His voice still wavers slightly, clutching at one of the puncture wounds] I... had a lovely talk with a old friend... but- *Wincing* ...may of over done it...

Bianca: You idiot... *She kneels down next to him as Jasmine comes around with the kit.* Do you want to go upstairs to fix it? *She really hopes so because it's hard keeping up this voice when she's freaking out on the inside.*

Haydn: Ah, and bloody the bed? Would that be okay? [/He crackles softly] [/Still he manages to stagger up with a grunt, reaching out to Maitho for some support]

Jasmine: You really shouldn't be-

Bianca: *snaps* Help me get him upstairs. Now. *She takes as much of the burden off him as she can, but it's not like she's used to a lot of lifting.*

Jasmine: Y-yes, m'um. *She supports the other side, and even though the two ladies have to go up the stairs all but climbing sideways, they still manage to get him to the top floor and into the bedroom.*

Bianca: Just... put him on the rug for now. It's fine if we have to toss it. Quickly now, and be sure to call Miss Fortune and Sweet Baby.

Jasmine: *She does as she's asked and disappears. She'll send Rowan up too, given that she knows enough about him to tell he was involved in science or medicine. Something fancy like that.*

Rowan: [/He's already in the hall, hearing all the ruckus] [/He see's Jasmine and looks at her] What's going on? [/There was blood on the carpet... was someone hurt?]

Haydn: [/He lays down, taking in deep breaths] Nngh... I... didn't mean to worry you you know. I'm sure I-I'll be fine- I had worse after all.

Maitho: Yes, you've had a lot worse, but you've also always had someone else who's better at taking care of things like this. *He's got to find something to stuff in the wounds, stop them from bleeding.**Dammit, he's good at healing poisons, not this.*

Jasmine: Master Haydn is very hurt. *She begins texting widely on her
phone, sending it to Sweet Baby first.* I-I don't know who did it or what happened...

Rowan: I see... [/Should've expected as such] I'll go see to him. Is the medkit in his room?

Jasmine: *She nods.* It's not much... but it should be enough. Until Miss

Fortune gets here anyway. He always seems to know what to when things happen.

Rowan: [/He nods and walks into the room quickly, seeing the bloody scene] [/Well it was certainly not an exaggerated situation] How long has he been like this? [/He kneels down taking the medkit]

Haydn: [/Laughs softly] Your... little pet is quite the scamp~
Maitho: No idea... How far did you go, Hay- *He stops when he hears "pet."* Who? Price? *If it was, he was dead. For real this time.*

Rowan: [/He opens up the shirt for better access, helping stop the bleeding] [/This didn't seem fatal, the most dangerous part of all this was the fact he bleeded so much] [/Stop that, a few days of rest, and he'll be fine] [/His nose will need a casting though...]

Haydn: Oh no, not your pet! Your sons... ack! [/He flinches slightly when Rowan presses down suddenly]

Rowan: You mean Sven did this? [/He cleans the wound, head buzzing with questions]

Maitho: *He doesn't mean to, but he does still glare at Rowan.* Isn't it time you leashed him or something? *to Haydn* What were you up to that he attacked you? Anything?

Haydn: Oh, technically no... [/Grunts as he tries to sit up woozily, but is pressed back down by Rowan]

Rowan: Keep still.

Haydn: Bossy~! [/Coughs out a glob of blood, thanks to the bloody nose] Ah... but I did go and 'poke the bear'- it's been so long since I've seen him that I couldn't help myself~ [/Chuckles] Got him to run a bit, it was deligh-ack!

Rowan: BI Sorry. [/He's mad but he's not sure who at more] ...Bleedings stopped.

Maitho: *sighs, relieved**Which does surprise him a little, but he admits he's not as cold and distant as he used to be.* Rowan, watch your temper. *He kisses Haydn's forehead, tender.* And you really shouldn't tempt that boy, brother. He's dumb, but he's also a bit of a tank.

Haydn: [/Hums happily] .....Hey~ Lets have a June Wedding?

Rowan: [/Ohyouhavetobekiddingme] [/He nudges him, more carefully now to bandage him up] Your nose will need some work, it's broken.

Maitho: T-that's... so soon. *smiles* Will you even be well enough for that? *He plays along, hoping it will make Haydn feel better at least.* And he broke your nose? *Ugh, no manners at all.*

Haydn: Oh yes~ [/He wiggles up a little more to more, this time not being told to not do otherwise] Mph.... just a graze after all. My bones heal quickly, and my Neaaar death experience cause to appreciate my fiance so much more~ *Cuddles up*

Rowan: ...I'll go downstairs to wait for Kione and Sweet. [/Gets up]

Maitho: *chuckles* Come on now... you've gone and made Rowan embarrassed with your gushing~ He's not going to want to stand in the wedding at this rate.

Haydn: Oh no! What will we do without a ring bearer? [/Pauses] Or flower girl, since a dress suits him so well~

Rowan: [/Huffs a bit and leaves them to gush together in private]

Haydn: Teenagers. [/Kisses Maithos hand] Sorry if I worried you... *Puppy eyes*

Maitho: *He can't see the puppy eyes, but he does still blush at the hand kiss.* Don't be so mean to him when he just saved you from blacking out. *He doesn't scold him to be mean, it's just showing affection.* Come on now, don't you want out of those nasty clothes? Maybe into some of those soft pajamas we got? You're going to need to rest, you know.

Sweet: *He got there first, and he's busy smoking a cigarette in the waiting area. He wasn't too worried. Take a lot more than some punk guard to take out that nut case.*

Rowan: There you are. [/Sees him as he descends down the stairs] He's in the main bedroom, I was able to stop the bleeding. But his nose is broken. [/Pauses] There's a ash tray on the table there. [/Trying to gesture for him to put it out, but not going to argue if he doesn't]

Haydn: [/He nods] Mph, yes that would be nice. And this was my favorite dress shirt. *He pouts a little at the stains*

Sweet: *Surprisingly, he does snuff it out.* I figured he was fine. I can't believe Bianca thought it was worthwhile to call us here. Do you know who did it?

Maitho: We'll get you another one, same brand and everything. *He gets up first and offers his hand to help Haydn up.*
Rowan: I'll take care of who did it.

Haydn: [/Having lost quite a bit, he's sluggish and weak, but otherwise perfectly fine. It helps that he always had a.... thing for pain]

Sweet: Your boy toy then? *frowns* Dammit, one Elite after another is on your daddy's ass, and I'm not talking about the ones who pay either. *rolls his eyes* Good God, what the hell am I supposed to do to clean up the literal blood trail?

Maitho: *He gently takes off the rest of Haydn's shirt and discards it on the ground, almost tossing it onto a kitten.* Better get rid of your pants too. *sighs* Those I'm more worried about. It's hard to find ones that fall right at your ankles.

Rowan: No, but you could go upstairs and see to my 'mother' and her 'fiance'. They're expecting you after all.

Haydn: [/He removes them with some noise, wobbling a little as he does] Ngh....and a good tailor is such a pain to find...

Sweet: I wasn't going to shoot your boyfriend if that's what you're thinking. Fortune hasn't told me to, and I don't answer to your mother. *sighs* And I'll go up in a minute. I don't want to catch them kissing any more than you probably do.

Maitho: *He goes to the dresser and pulls out the really soft pajamas that he usually saves for when he's sick.* Yes, they are, but we've got connections. Sit down, and I'll help you into these if you need it.

Rowan: They're apparently planning a 'June Wedding'. [/Sighs, relieved because thats exactly what he was worried about] So your worry is... possibly validated.

Haydn: [He sits down, letting out a huff of air] *Smiles* Oh this is true, very true~

Sweet: ...on the one hand, wedding dress shopping, but on the other hand... they aren't actually having sex, are they? Because I was under the impression this was a farce. The thing earlier was a joke.

Maitho: So just worry about getting better, and I'll take care of everything else for now. Okay?

Rowan: ....I honestly have no idea anymore. [/Sighs] But nothing like that yet.

Haydn: [/Grinning] I feel so spoiled~ [/With help he manages to get in the PJs, wiggling in their comfort]

Sweet: *looks at his phone, irritated* You know what? Fortune probably isn't even coming... so what do you say, wanna go get your thug of a boyfriend up off the street?

Maitho: That's because you are. Almost as much as your cats.

Rowan: [/He nods, and takes a jacket off the rack] I was about to go do that just now anyway. [/What on Earth was Sven doing anyway?] Tell my father I shouldn't be long.

Haydn: [/He just laughs softly, relaxing against a pillow] ....I'm very lucky to have a brother like you. [/Sincere]

Sweet: Wait, I thought I was coming too.

Maitho: And I'm lucky to have you. *puts his hand on Haydn's wrist* So no dying okay? I know you like to play, but we've got a lot to do yet.

Rowan: ...Sven has a temper. You're known for averaging people. It's better if I go alone.

Haydn: He pats his other claw by the palm on Maitho's hand] No dying. Promise.

Sweet: *muttering* Yeah, we'll see how well that works out when you wake up in a metal coffin... *starts going upstairs as loud as he can*

Maitho: Good. *leans over and kisses his forehead again*
"You think You're frightening me with Your hell, don't You? You think Your hell is worse than mine."
-Dorothy Parker
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