Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

Layla gave him a small smile as she sat on the edge of his bed adn pulled his hand into her lap. "I am sorry, I think Ryker better give you the details when he gets here, I was a bit numb while they were patching you up. To be honest I am not even really sure everything thats broken. Only that its not good, I wish I had better news for you." She said with a sigh as she looked into his eyes. She leaned up and brushed some of his hair out his face before sitting back down and patting his hand where it rested in her lap.

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(Lol :lol: yeah she is kind of bi-polar. She is ok with Alastor right now because it gets her what she wants and he seems like a decent person. But she does not like Ryker as she blames him for how poopy her life is. So yeah she would have probably flipped her lid if she had realized he was there. )
Leverett looked to Layla as she spoke. He actually felt his stomach drop at the grim, though vague prognosis. What if he did heal properly and Ryker had to put him down. Layla's words brought no measure of comfort to him. Though he knew she meant well. It wasn't her fault his hope slowly being devoured by fear. But he hid it well and smiled politely up at her as she so kindly brushed the hair from his eyes. "Thank you, Mon Cher. " He said quietly.
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Ryker was almost back to the lab. He was just down the hall.
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( :p )
 
"You're going to have to give me more of a hint besides that smile you're wearing," Alexis said smugly.
(I googled it already :lol: )
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Allen poked her lightly in the rib. "I repeat, madame, What do you do in your free time around here?" He said, choosing to narrow down his wording for his own sake.
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Haley shook her head slowly as she backed into the room and leaned against the wall. "There's a whole language within flower giving," she explained, not meeting his eyes, "roses included. And within that, black is no exception. But where yellow or pink means friendship or admiration, black means the opposite. So no, I don't think this is a gift from the kind of admirer you're thinking of."
(Did Madison give her the rose???)
 
( :lol: )

"Flowers?" Alexis shrugged. "Unless, unless you Russians have different preferences in the scent department."
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Allen gasped dramatically. "How dare you assume such preposterous things!" He stepped away so she could see the face of shock he had.
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Haley hurried after him. She took ahold of his elbow and stopped, determined he would as well. "Dyrus! Wait a minute. How do you know for sure that it's her??" She demanded.
Dimitri just gave her a dull stare. "So that's what you think about me? About my motherland?" He asked quietly.
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Ashton looked to him I'm convinced with his acting ability. " Even corpses fart. So get over it. It natural and unavoidable. Part of a healthy gut." She said dismissively as she turned to continue on.
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"Who else could it be? If that implies hateful sentiment, then she would be my first choice as to who's behind it." Dyrus explained his reasoning. He was so tense with anger that he fairly shook from the strain.
 
Not too long later, Vasper emerge from the bathroom spiffed-up and smelling nice. He hurried to the door and smiled shyly. "I tried to hurry." He apologised quickly.
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"Well that's gratitude for you." Razeth replied with a wicked smile as he managed to settle the books before he dropped any.
"I'm in no rush." Amaryllis assured gently. She smiled as he came out to meet her and moved from the doorway.
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Laurel simply rolled her eyes at his comment and ran ahead to get the door for him.
 
( :caf Hummm, decisions decisions. I'll think about it. I don't want that to just be a cure all. Plus he needs to suffer a while. Let's see how nice he stays. :lol: I'm sooo of mean to my characters sometimes. Every time there's a Time skip something tragic has to happen. First Razeth, now Leverett. :cool: )
(I understand, I enjoy torturing my characters too. Also, there wouldn't be any excitement if Amaryllis cured everyone, which is why I've made it impossible for her to heal Anuerin.)
 
Leverett looked to Layla as she spoke. He actually felt his stomach drop at the grim, though vague prognosis. What if he did heal properly and Ryker had to put him down. Layla's words brought no measure of comfort to him. Though he knew she meant well. It wasn't her fault his hope slowly being devoured by fear. But he hid it well and smiled politely up at her as she so kindly brushed the hair from his eyes. "Thank you, Mon Cher. " He said quietly.
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Ryker was almost back to the lab. He was just down the hall.
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( :p )

Layla looked down at him, she had a feeling that what she had said wasn't what he wanted to hear. "Your welcome. And don't worry you really will be fine, I will make sure of it." She said soothingly and then muttered under her breath, "No one will ever hurt you again." She was going to protect him, whatever he needed. She was set on this one thing, whether he knew it or not he now had a body guard.
(Now we get to see the weirdly possessive not so great social skilled side of her. lol )
 

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