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Summary:
The world of Torpin is open, dragging in Others from different worlds. The majority of them are monsters, prone to violence. There are some, however, that are not, and are able to live amongst the human population, if allowed to. Marland should know; he's one of them. His job is to hunt and stop the Others that seek only to destroy what's around them. On one job, a human Other drops through a portal, an event which Marland has never heard of happening before. And that's not the only thing different about the human...
Rating: M
Notes: Contains swearing.
Any questions or clarifications, just ask. (Unless it’s, you know, plot-related. XD)
As for the italics thing, I'm going for if the word's in caps, then chances are, it's supposed to be in italics. Similarly, if there's words encompassed by -' '- , then whatever's in between them should be italicised.
Genre: Urban fantasy
Word count: 1,026
Total word count: 51,204
Status: Work in Progress
Shodin had tried starting conversations with him on the way back home, but Marland ignored him the whole time. There just… wasn't any point in talking. Not when Shodin was going to leave; it was better that he just got used to not being used to someone being near him again.
-'Why aren't you talking? He's worried.'-
Marland growled, ears going flat, but he still didn't say anything.
The click of the door closing seemed too loud in the flat. Marland headed straight for his room, pausing only to turn on the light.
A quick sigh. "Marland, hold on – we need to check out those wounds."
He slowed down, his thoughts warring with each other. Shodin didn't have to see to them, but his injuries were in places that would be difficult to reach for him, and, as much as Marland wanted to just go to bed, he knew what could happen if he left them.
A growl constant in his throat, Marland sat down heavily on one of the chairs in the sitting room area. He could hear Shodin moving about behind him, getting the first-aid kit, but he didn't turn around to look. At least he could hear properly again, even with the throbbing pain, but he could still move his ear where he wanted it to.
He heard Shodin come over with the basin.
"Marland, do you think you can stretch out your right wing?" Shodin asked gently.
He did it slowly, until his wing was unfurled, but not taut.
"Okay, thank you." Shodin was bordering on using that tone again, the one used for scared animals hiding under a bush. Marland clenched his teeth, just barely cutting off his growl, and dug his claws in to the seat.
He heard Shodin sit down on the floor, and felt a warm hand hold his wing just beside where he'd been bitten.
"It's okay," Shodin said softly. That was the sound of the cloth being brought out of the basin and water dripping from it in streams.
His wing twitched at the contact with the water, then shivered as it tried to retract to his back, Marland not letting it. Shodin continued to murmur phrases under his breath with every stroke, and Marland tried to tune them out, just tried to concentrate on keeping his wing up. He turned his head away when Shodin came around the front.
"Hmm. I guess I can't bandage this up," Shodin said, once the cleaning was done, inspecting the wound and the surrounding area closely. That was obvious; they'd end up wasting a ton of bandages, just to wrap it around once around his wing. "So, plasters then?"
Marland grunted.
Shodin got up to get a towel, and after warning him like he usually did, began drying the membrane. Another soft-spoken warning for the antiseptic, Marland's wing nearly snapping back at the first touch. The sound of the plastic getting ripped off seemed to echo and enhance the silence. It didn't seem the Other had bitten right through the membrane, which was good, but they were still fairly deep. A few minutes later, Shodin was leaning back, double-checking that everything was sticking well.
As Shodin carried the basin over, Marland stretched out his other wing. This one had taken more damage, the holes ragged and long, but they were still small and nothing too long damaging. They went through the same processes and once that was done, Shodin cocked his head at Marland's ear. His ear went down at that, and Marland had to concentrate to bring it back up so that Shodin could take a proper look at it.
"This doesn't look bad either," Shodin said, sounding more like he was saying it to himself. "Hmm, I guess the cotton buds would be better for this." Instantly, Marland's ears went down. He didn't want THAT going in his ears, but the thought of the cloth going in there wasn't much better either. He brought it up again with difficulty, and not just because he didn't want the cotton buds in his ears.
Shodin didn't say anything, waiting.
With his ears flicking flat and back up again over and over again, Marland growled, "Fine. Yeah."
There was a small sound of acknowledgement from Shodin before he stood up to go to the toilet. This was going to be difficult. Marland knew his ears were going to be in constant motion –and they already were- at the thought of having something poking in his ear, and if they caught the cotton buds, or somehow made them dig in deeper in to his ear…
Marland's ears were flat on his skull when Shodin came back. Constantly shifting and shredding the chair, Marland said, "You're gonna have to hold my ear in place." Because Shodin, while Marland knew to not try to predict his actions, was polite and would let Marland try and sort out his ears by himself. Which wouldn't work. All of Marland would be moving away from that, so even if he held his own ear, it wouldn't do that much good.
"Are you sure?"
He growled for an answer, but it was a half-hearted one. He didn't want it in the first place, but it had to be done. He nodded, wanting to turn his head away, but that was a stupid thing to do now.
"All right." Shodin positioned himself so that Marland could watch him, sitting on the edge of the table and leaning forward. Slowly, Shodin reached forward, and Marland's ear twitched away as soon as Shodin's fingers brushed the tip.
Growling at himself, Marland brought his ear up again. That happened twice more before Marland snapped, "Just GRAB it." His ear wasn't going to 'calm down' with patience so whatever the hell Shodin was doing, it wouldn't work.
Shodin paused, his hand stilling, before he nodded again. He grabbed hold of Marland's ear with two fingers and Marland could feel his blood pulsing under them. His ear tried to flick away again, but Shodin had it in a strong enough hold that it only slipped a little bit before Shodin tightened it more.
Summary:
The world of Torpin is open, dragging in Others from different worlds. The majority of them are monsters, prone to violence. There are some, however, that are not, and are able to live amongst the human population, if allowed to. Marland should know; he's one of them. His job is to hunt and stop the Others that seek only to destroy what's around them. On one job, a human Other drops through a portal, an event which Marland has never heard of happening before. And that's not the only thing different about the human...
Rating: M
Notes: Contains swearing.
Any questions or clarifications, just ask. (Unless it’s, you know, plot-related. XD)
As for the italics thing, I'm going for if the word's in caps, then chances are, it's supposed to be in italics. Similarly, if there's words encompassed by -' '- , then whatever's in between them should be italicised.
Genre: Urban fantasy
Word count: 1,026
Total word count: 51,204
Status: Work in Progress
Shodin had tried starting conversations with him on the way back home, but Marland ignored him the whole time. There just… wasn't any point in talking. Not when Shodin was going to leave; it was better that he just got used to not being used to someone being near him again.
-'Why aren't you talking? He's worried.'-
Marland growled, ears going flat, but he still didn't say anything.
The click of the door closing seemed too loud in the flat. Marland headed straight for his room, pausing only to turn on the light.
A quick sigh. "Marland, hold on – we need to check out those wounds."
He slowed down, his thoughts warring with each other. Shodin didn't have to see to them, but his injuries were in places that would be difficult to reach for him, and, as much as Marland wanted to just go to bed, he knew what could happen if he left them.
A growl constant in his throat, Marland sat down heavily on one of the chairs in the sitting room area. He could hear Shodin moving about behind him, getting the first-aid kit, but he didn't turn around to look. At least he could hear properly again, even with the throbbing pain, but he could still move his ear where he wanted it to.
He heard Shodin come over with the basin.
"Marland, do you think you can stretch out your right wing?" Shodin asked gently.
He did it slowly, until his wing was unfurled, but not taut.
"Okay, thank you." Shodin was bordering on using that tone again, the one used for scared animals hiding under a bush. Marland clenched his teeth, just barely cutting off his growl, and dug his claws in to the seat.
He heard Shodin sit down on the floor, and felt a warm hand hold his wing just beside where he'd been bitten.
"It's okay," Shodin said softly. That was the sound of the cloth being brought out of the basin and water dripping from it in streams.
His wing twitched at the contact with the water, then shivered as it tried to retract to his back, Marland not letting it. Shodin continued to murmur phrases under his breath with every stroke, and Marland tried to tune them out, just tried to concentrate on keeping his wing up. He turned his head away when Shodin came around the front.
"Hmm. I guess I can't bandage this up," Shodin said, once the cleaning was done, inspecting the wound and the surrounding area closely. That was obvious; they'd end up wasting a ton of bandages, just to wrap it around once around his wing. "So, plasters then?"
Marland grunted.
Shodin got up to get a towel, and after warning him like he usually did, began drying the membrane. Another soft-spoken warning for the antiseptic, Marland's wing nearly snapping back at the first touch. The sound of the plastic getting ripped off seemed to echo and enhance the silence. It didn't seem the Other had bitten right through the membrane, which was good, but they were still fairly deep. A few minutes later, Shodin was leaning back, double-checking that everything was sticking well.
As Shodin carried the basin over, Marland stretched out his other wing. This one had taken more damage, the holes ragged and long, but they were still small and nothing too long damaging. They went through the same processes and once that was done, Shodin cocked his head at Marland's ear. His ear went down at that, and Marland had to concentrate to bring it back up so that Shodin could take a proper look at it.
"This doesn't look bad either," Shodin said, sounding more like he was saying it to himself. "Hmm, I guess the cotton buds would be better for this." Instantly, Marland's ears went down. He didn't want THAT going in his ears, but the thought of the cloth going in there wasn't much better either. He brought it up again with difficulty, and not just because he didn't want the cotton buds in his ears.
Shodin didn't say anything, waiting.
With his ears flicking flat and back up again over and over again, Marland growled, "Fine. Yeah."
There was a small sound of acknowledgement from Shodin before he stood up to go to the toilet. This was going to be difficult. Marland knew his ears were going to be in constant motion –and they already were- at the thought of having something poking in his ear, and if they caught the cotton buds, or somehow made them dig in deeper in to his ear…
Marland's ears were flat on his skull when Shodin came back. Constantly shifting and shredding the chair, Marland said, "You're gonna have to hold my ear in place." Because Shodin, while Marland knew to not try to predict his actions, was polite and would let Marland try and sort out his ears by himself. Which wouldn't work. All of Marland would be moving away from that, so even if he held his own ear, it wouldn't do that much good.
"Are you sure?"
He growled for an answer, but it was a half-hearted one. He didn't want it in the first place, but it had to be done. He nodded, wanting to turn his head away, but that was a stupid thing to do now.
"All right." Shodin positioned himself so that Marland could watch him, sitting on the edge of the table and leaning forward. Slowly, Shodin reached forward, and Marland's ear twitched away as soon as Shodin's fingers brushed the tip.
Growling at himself, Marland brought his ear up again. That happened twice more before Marland snapped, "Just GRAB it." His ear wasn't going to 'calm down' with patience so whatever the hell Shodin was doing, it wouldn't work.
Shodin paused, his hand stilling, before he nodded again. He grabbed hold of Marland's ear with two fingers and Marland could feel his blood pulsing under them. His ear tried to flick away again, but Shodin had it in a strong enough hold that it only slipped a little bit before Shodin tightened it more.
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Date: Nov. 25th, 2010 09:21 am (UTC)Shodin had tried starting conversations with him on the way back home, but Marland ignored him the whole time. There just… wasn't any point in talking. Not when Shodin was going to leave; it was better that he just got used to not being used to someone being near him again.
Aw, Marland. ):
-'Why aren't you talking? He's worried.'-
This is Puzz? Is he speaking only to Marland, or can Shodin hear him too? :3
More wounds. More bandaging? XD Marland's injuries this time sound pretty bad... but then, his injuries last time were pretty bad too.
Shodin was bordering on using that tone again, the one used for scared animals hiding under a bush.
Haha. Well Marland, you are pretty on edge. =P
Growling at himself, Marland brought his ear up again. That happened twice more before Marland snapped, "Just GRAB it." His ear wasn't going to 'calm down' with patience so whatever the hell Shodin was doing, it wouldn't work.
Oh gosh, Marland's ears. They're like, alive. Completely out of his control. =P
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Date: Nov. 30th, 2010 07:42 am (UTC)Marland's being all sad again. :(
Yep. He's keeping the conversation... mostly quiet. I think Shodin knew he said something, but not what exactly. XD;
Yeeeep.
I think they're kinda like the blink reflex - you can control blinking for the most part, but once you want to do something near the eye, you can't stop them from doing them the exact opposite of what you want. XD
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Date: Nov. 30th, 2010 09:09 am (UTC)Ahhh, interesting that Puzz can speak without Shodin hearing even though they share the same body (which means they share the same mind...?)
Ah, yeah, can't stop my eyes from blinking. XD
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Date: Dec. 3rd, 2010 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Dec. 4th, 2010 08:19 am (UTC)