Post by Jane Bloodletter on Apr 11, 2012 9:58:27 GMT -5
Soon enough she thought. He was going to have to talk to her about it all but for now, he kept himself locked down in the forge and its been days now. Of course she would check on him, no matter if she was pissed off at him or not, she could not relinquish her need to care for him. He was her Hellren, her Vishous.
Time after time, she would bring him food, replace his empty bottle of Goose as he finished it off and just sit with him for a few minutes watching him work. Those corded muscles of his back flexing as his glistening skin shown in the dim light. Letting out a low breath as she turned and went back upstairs, leaving him to finish what he was working on.
Part of her was so proud of her hellren, seeing the personal touches and time spent he put into his projects. Taking back part, 100% of her was always so very damn proud of him. Although his hard headedness frustrated her as well. Okay that made her laugh as she faded out at the top of the stairs and back to her office. They were so much alike, she could admit she had a stubborn streak as wide as a 10 lane highway at times.
Appearing in her office, she walked over to her desk and sat down, flipping open her laptop and staring at the screen for a few minutes, decided to place the order for supplies. She had went through the clinic and wrote down a checklist earlier to keep her mind occupied so she supposed she needed to complete the task. And that is what she did, she made herself concentrate on placing orders and not on her silly anger over something that was neither her fault nor her loves. But they would TALK, soon.
Time after time, she would bring him food, replace his empty bottle of Goose as he finished it off and just sit with him for a few minutes watching him work. Those corded muscles of his back flexing as his glistening skin shown in the dim light. Letting out a low breath as she turned and went back upstairs, leaving him to finish what he was working on.
Part of her was so proud of her hellren, seeing the personal touches and time spent he put into his projects. Taking back part, 100% of her was always so very damn proud of him. Although his hard headedness frustrated her as well. Okay that made her laugh as she faded out at the top of the stairs and back to her office. They were so much alike, she could admit she had a stubborn streak as wide as a 10 lane highway at times.
Appearing in her office, she walked over to her desk and sat down, flipping open her laptop and staring at the screen for a few minutes, decided to place the order for supplies. She had went through the clinic and wrote down a checklist earlier to keep her mind occupied so she supposed she needed to complete the task. And that is what she did, she made herself concentrate on placing orders and not on her silly anger over something that was neither her fault nor her loves. But they would TALK, soon.
