This post is epically long because it's actually a recap of EPIC proprotions! Srsly. D8
Moofius wrote:I'm fine though...
The fallen came towards her anyway. All this running around had made him look more exhausted then when he'd first arrived. He looked and acted like what he'd originally claimed, that he hadn't slept in 7 days. He tried to lick the blood away but the stitches prevented him and he winced, shaking his head again. The pressure at the back of his mind seemed to intensify.
I just want to sleep... The thought was meant to be for himself but was sent over the connection he'd established with Elixir. Talking like this, talking at all, he hated it and was terrible at it. He ran a big paw over his eyes, and nose, smearing the blood into the fur on his forearm and face.
I'm sorry, are you alright? I don't mean to I'm....
I'm what? Scared? No, terrified.
Shrewdberry wrote:She was glad when Dez didn't struggle and just walked over to her. She felt pity again for the poor thing as he thought about sleeping. He did look extremely tired, which was, of course, understandable, considering he hadn't slept in seven days. The thought of not sleeping for seven days still baffled her. Maybe he was so tired he didn't feel like struggling anymore. The poor Fallen Luhna couldn't even lick the blood away because of his stitches.
Elixir walked over when Dez came close, stretching her neck and rubbing the tissue over his nose and fur gently, pressing her muzzle against the tissue to rub it along. With her mouth free, she could talk, too. "It's all right, Dez. I'm all right. You don't have to apologize for anything," she assured him as she moved over to his arm, the tissue rubbing the black blood away. "There we go," she meowed once she had finished cleaning the blood away. She picked the sullen tissue and brought it over to the nearest trash, right beside where the tissue box was. She then came back towards Dez, sitting down on a cushion nearby. "I could watch over you as you sleep, if you'd like, Dez." Was it the presence that he liked when his Panzer friend was with him, or was it just... the Panzer's presence and not just anyone's? But she figured that she would propose anyway, considering he was so exhausted.
Moofius wrote:One good thing about this weird talking with your thoughts thing, it let him talk while she tried to clean his face.
I'm still not use to being this big. My wings use to barely make a breeze, now I can sort of kind of fly... And I'm just bigger and I don't like it...
All these changes, hey, if you thought puberty was bad this was worse I mean, you couldn't even attempt to prepare for this kind of change. It was so... unnatural.
I was also being rude but I don't like being touched...
Even now the fur on his body was standing on end, being this close to her it felt... It felt bad. Something bad was going to happen. More pressure on his thoughts and on his mind. It felt like somebody was blowing up a balloon in his head, pressing his thoughts into a mess that was hard to understand.
That could be bad... I might hurt you. I usually have Nani around for when I'm going to sleep. Nani is big, she can wake me up. Last time it took her burning me to get me out of it. No offense but I think if I fell asleep and it happened again, as it always does, you'd get hurt... or worse.
He was so tired though, even now he was laying down. At first it was his idea a "she'll beable to reach my face better to help me," but in reality it was so he could lay down and rest. Maybe if he didn't sleep long. On the other hand he was so tired he might be hard to wake up, more then usual.
I don't like it...
Shrewdberry wrote:"It's really okay, Dez. I understand," she assured him again, her tails flickering behind her slowly. Thinking back about it, this form wasn't even close to looking like a Preluhna, and Elixir had to wonder if any Kuhna could get turned into a patchwork experiment like poor Dez. Her fur stood on end at the thought.
As she thought, he seemed to prefer the presence of his Panzer friend to sleep, considering they were the same size. Elixir was maybe a third or even a fourth of Dez's size. She tilted her head to the side when she saw him laying down, clearly exhausted, but fighting off the sleepiness to make sure he wouldn't destroy anything or hurt anybody. "I understand your concerns," she meowed back frankly, her wings folding and unfolding as she thought about it. "But you're clearly exhausted, Dez. If I bite you or ram into you, I should be able to wake you up. What do you think?" She paused for a moment. What if her small size still made ramming and tackling and biting and scratching ineffective? What would happen then? "It's not good for your health to stay up for so long, Dez."
Dez chuckled, the sound muffled by the fact he could not open his mouth.
I think you're not listening. Nani had to set me on fire.
He put emphasis on the word, practically forcing Elixirs mind to write the word in bold, white letters in her mind. Invading others minds, making them almost think certain things, he didn't mean to do it these things just... happened. Well, now they did.
Only then did I wake up. It just keeps getting worse and worse... I don't think I can get better; or sleep.
Even though he said he couldn't sleep the big cat was curling up to do just that. Dez was exhausted in body and mind so even though he was telling Elixir "no" everything else was saying, "Yes, yes, YES!".