forum The Wish Granter (Fantasy RP) OPEN FOR A SHORT TIME

Started May 15, 2018 by Deleted user

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"That's a reasonable rule." Cal answered, looking up at Marya as he rested, a soft smile on his lips. "What's the name of that man. . . Nimue's boyfriend."

//lmaoooo

Ailith put her arm around Marya. she placed her other hand over the wound, "Sorry, I think the wound reopened."

"Don't say sorry." Marya helped Ailith reach the med wing.

"Ailith?" Cal called out, as he caught a glimpse of her figure through the door of his room. He pushed himself up, but a nurse held him back. "Is she okay?"

"She's doing okay, for now." Marya helped Ailith onto a cot and walked over to Cal, giving him a half hug. "Don't worry."

Cal nodded faintly, sitting back down on the cot. The nurse headed over to his side and lifted up his shirt, checking the wrap once again.
"If you keep moving, it will re-open again." The woman said, checking the pills and ointments on the stand next o her.
"I know. . ." Cal sighed, glancing over towards Marya and giving her a small, half smile.

"When you're feeling better, we can go on a picnic together." Marya brushed some blood off of her chin.

"Hey, are you okay. . .?" Cal asked softly, wiping some blood away from Marya's face.

"Never better." Marya brushed his hand away. "It's you we should be worried about anyway."

//morning

Ailith's wound stung as the nurse re-applied the bandages, "You shouldn't be moving or doing anything. You're badly injured."

Ailith looked at the nurse, "And who's going to stop me?"

"Never better." Marya brushed his hand away. "It's you we should be worried about anyway."

"I'm fine." Cal countered, leaning forward on the bed. "I'm worried about you."

Altheia watched the exchange from her place beside the window.

"You don't have to be. I'm more than capable of taking care of myself, assnut." Marya took his hand.

Cal leaned against her and closed his eyes, yawning a little. He realized that he needed to check on the rest of the fairytale characters and get started on attacking the king. "I know that. . . I'm just a little worried, that's all." He murmured in response.

"Okay." she pressed a kiss to his forehead and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. "Your eyes remind me of the blue broken glass my mother would find on beaches and hang on our windowsill, so the sunlight would reflect off of it." Marya never talked about her mother.

Altheia raised her head at the boy and let a wisp of magic loose. it went to the boy and entered his wound.

"Okay." she pressed a kiss to his forehead and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. "Your eyes remind me of the blue broken glass my mother would find on beaches and hang on our windowsill, so the sunlight would reflect off of it." Marya never talked about her mother.

"What was she like? Your mother, I mean." Cal asked, looking up at Marya and studying her brown eyes again. Many people he had met always thought that brown was ordinary. But, not to him. They were beautiful. Brown was capable of holding the magnitude of a black hole, but they could be as soft as freshly turned soil, the color of the world after it rained.

//Mind if I join

"She was like a wisp. Tethered to ground and floating around, doing amble things to take p the hole she had inside. She felt like she was supposed to be part of a bigger thing. One day, the chains that held her back were unlocked, metaphorical chains, I mean, and she left at midnight, all the things in her room gone, but every chore in the house done and a note taped to almost every surface." Marya took a shuddering breath. "I'm sorry, the note said. I'm sorry."