st mungo's || elena & mulciber

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st mungo's || elena & mulciber

Post by thegirlnamedcrow on Fri Feb 06, 2015 5:49 pm

               “Well, Mr Mulciber, we’re still not entirely sure why 
     you collapsed, but as far as we can tell, your health is as 
     good  as  can be expected.  We would like to  keep  you 
     overnight for observation, just to be safe.”


                                

               “Is there anything I can do to make your stay here 
     more comfortable?”
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Post by lindarkness on Fri Feb 06, 2015 5:54 pm

The tension in his body, the strain of his muscles the clenching of his fitsts, was causing him more pain than his actual condition. But then again, it was the reason for his stay, wasn’t it? Mulciber would have laughed if he had his privacy, if he wasn’t lying in a bed right now, his life in the hands of some healerbitch.
   Though he was fully clothed, and his body was covered in a blanket, the young man felt thoroughly exposed, in a way that was ten times more intrusive than if he had simply been naked. He was being made unnaturally aware of his own matter, not through his own pain, but her presence.
   Every sensation hurt. The air was cold against his bare skin, the fabric of the blanket roughly scratching against him, as he simply laid there, trying not to fall together. He knew that his muscles were tired, that the situation would become much easier for him to bare, if only he allowed himself to let go of his tension, and let the pain fade into numbness.
                                                       Letting himself relax was not 
                                                                            an option.

                               He would have rather he snuffed it right there, than give in.

   His face almost threatened to betray his intention, yet his will was stronger, if only by a fraction, and what had almost been an expression of the pain he felt, turned into a fierce glare. He forced himself to put his focus on the woman, as though trying to strike her down with the hatred in his gaze.
   ”No”, he said, between gritted teeth, “I don’t need anything. When can I leave?”
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