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JUNE 18TH, 2015
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Blinking, Penelope turned her head slightly, before smiling at him. He was blushing, and it was pretty adorable. She had herself covered up with suds, and at least the tub was big enough to submerge most of her body into water with. The water was already murky, and she knew she'd have to hose down once she was done, but the warm water was welcoming, and she hadn't had a bath in ages. Just quick showers at the pokemon centers.
She motioned him over and turned herself again, making sure her back was exposed. There were tons of little scrapes and bruises, some new, some already scarred and obviously years and years old. There was a thin layer of dirt that had permeated the fabric of her jumpsuit, and you could see the clear slide pattern of where she had fallen down the ravine.
"Can't reach, my arm is too jacked up." She mumbled softly, staring at the wall. Her fingers picked at a loose piece of grout. "I hope you don't mind." She didn't want to be a bother.
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 5, 2015 3:32:05 GMT
It wouldn't be like him to refuse, so he doesn't. He leans over the tub, a warm smile on his face, though really its mostly just him being dopey with the blush. "Not at all." He says, too happily. He must sound like a pervert, but hey, at least it was Penny that had suggested it and not him so that was the redeeming part of that.
He's vaguely aware that Praline is standing just outside the door, so he closes it shut for privacy. He grabs the soap, spread in his hands before rubbing them on Penny's back. He can feel the little scars and bumps as he passes along, feel the curve of her spine. Gently, he grazes over the harsher wound, applying just enough force to remove the grime but would no doubt still hurt Penny. "Sorry." He mumbles as apology.
He remains quiet for most part. It feels too intimate, too close for him to be comfortable.
"How's the leg? Did it start bleeding again?" The stitches would prevent that, for most part, but every little movement might cause the skin to break and start pouring out blood again after all.
Penelope sucked in a bit of air as he went over the gash on her shoulder, lathering it so the dirt and grime would come out of the more open parts of the cut. His hands on her back had been so firm and nice feeling, that she had almost forgot about her shoulder until he started rubbing the soak into it. It was just enough to bring her eyes to a full well, but she quickly wiped any tears that threatened to fall away and closed her eyes, waiting for it to be over.
Once he had rinsed the soap off, she sighed heavily and glanced down at the water, biting her lip at the now murky brown-red it had turned. "It's not too bad. My shoulder hurts more. My leg is bearable." She answered softly, turning a bit towards him so she could lift her leg and show it to him. The stitches had held up, and there was only a bit of blood leaking from the very end of the wound. She had also managed to get all of the dirt off, and now her legs could actually been seen as more than the brown colour that they were the night before.
"See? Not too bad." Penelope offered him a smile and sunk back a bit, before shifting in the water.
"I should rinse off, though."
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 5, 2015 4:05:05 GMT
"UHH." She doesn't seem to realize she's naked or something. Elijah doesn't know, except he's doing the best he can to avert his gaze from her naked body. Or maybe she does and this is all some ruse to tease him. Either way, he's not playing that game. She turns around, show the rest of her body, even stretches out her leg for him.
The temptation.
He can't take that smile seriously.
"I see." He gulps, and then stares at the water instead, convincing himself that he's face is only hot because she's teasing him so much. "I'm going to get you a towel." He says instead, suddenly getting up and leaving her by herself to fetch some towels. Anything to suddenly be able to breath properly again because things might actually get awkward with how his body rising to the bait.
He doesn't think it's proper, not with the fact that she's injured, and takes deep measured breaths as he strides over to a closet and pulls out a couple of towels for her. "Here." He says without looking, placing the towels on the sink where she can get them. He figures he can just throw the towels out after she's bloodied them, no sense in trying too hard to wash them out.
"I'll be downstairs if you need me." He says, all flustered as he hastily makes his exit.
Penny stared as Elijah practically tossed the towels and made a run for it out of the bathroom. It was nothing he hadn't seen before. Was she really that hard to look at? She blushed and stood up, wobbling on her bad leg as she dragged herself into a standing position. Once she was actually steady, she tugged the plug out of the tub and turned on the water to the shower, rinsing off quickly.
Once she was sure all the murky water was gone from her body, she tugged a few towels around herself and climbed out of the tub, taking a break from standing by sitting down on the lid of the toilet. She heaved a bit of a sigh and moved to stand up again, wincing at the pain in her leg. It was like fire burning up her body.
"Fuck." She groaned to herself and dragged her body from the bathroom to the bedroom, pulling open her rucksack. Inside she had slim pickings for clothing, so she opted to pull on just fresh undergarments and one of Elijah's t-shirts again.
She let the fabric settle against her skin, making sure that all of her parts were adequately covered, before limping downstairs. Elijah was on the couch, looking rather pale. She stepped over to his and sat next to him, leaning her head onto his shoulder.
"Sorry. I didn't think you'd be uncomfortable." Penelope bit her lip and shrugged a bit, before closing her eyes. "You want to wrap me up, now?" She had already half-assed her shoulder wrappings, but her leg still needed some gauze.
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 5, 2015 4:29:58 GMT
He has a cup of coffee in his hand now, and adjusts just the slightest as Penny takes the seat next to him. The cup was to calm his nerves. He'd nearly forgotten his daily intake of caffeine and he blames that for the way he's been easily flustered.
"I'm not uncomfortable." He says defensively, frowning at her. Was this more teasing? "It's just that I'm not entirely sure about this. You don't have to tease me like that." He scowls, before shaking his head with sigh and taking a drink of coffee. He places the coffee on the table, looking at her sadly. "Don't think for a second that I don't want you like that either, if you weren't injured I'd jump you right now." This is all getting so complicated, since when did he care if someone really liked him or not? Just with Penny apparently. Why did she make him want to vie for her attention?
"Yeah, yeah, shirt off, I'll get the supplies."
He's really starting to run low on supplies, the gauze nearly gone along with the rest of the items but they would do. He sees the poorly done coverings on her shoulder and shrugs, and only adds some more tape and gauze to secure it firmly, at least enough to make sure that they don't come off accidentally. He kneels on the ground as he takes her leg in his hand, checking for a moment for any bleeding before starting to wrap it up.
Penelope pouted as he got up and left her on the couch to get more supplies. He''d jump her if she weren't injured? Her eyebrows raised slightly. Did he think she was trying to torture him? Her teeth found her lip and she ground down on it slightly, waiting for him to return. She pulled the shirt down over her arm, so that only her shoulder was exposed, her arm poking through the neck hole.
When he returned, he mentioned being flustered, and Penelope blushed, wiggling her toes as his fingers tickled her leg and wrapped the bandages around the wound. She smiled a bit at his show of emotion and was a bit proud that she could provoke such a reaction without even trying. It made her wonder what she could actively do if she put her mind to it. Not that she would right now.
"Who says I wouldn't like it anyway?" Penelope shrugged and laughed slightly at him, before rolling her eyes. "Although it would definitely not be the best idea... I'm... Flustered, too." Penelope bit her lip. He had made her breakfast, and was being so kind to her. He was special and she wanted to make sure he knew it.
"I'm really grateful to have you doing this." She motioned to her arm and leg, although her words had a much deeper meaning. She was just grateful to have him in general.
"Thank you." She leaned forward and kissed both of his cheeks before leaning back and smiling at him. "I'm not trying to tease you or anything. I promise. It's unintentional. I'm just happy to be here."
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 5, 2015 5:50:29 GMT
"Oh yes, and then you start groaning because of the pain. I'm into yelling and screaming as much as the next guy, do go on." Except that he's probably into it more so than most men, and truly he wouldn't be so bothered. Which makes for some light conversation. Sarcasm.
He turns his head in the last moment to meet her kiss with his lips. Just a chaste kiss, really nothing more than lip on lip but he's happy to be able to get it anyway. He winks at her, setting aside the medical kit and sitting back down next to her. So she didn't mean it? He highly doubted that, the actions just don't add up, and he's found out in more ways than one that she's not as innocent as he had thought her to be. He believes her anyway, it was a little fraying on the nerves but easier all the same. She can appreciate his gestures at least.
"Happy?"
To be injured, bleeding and with him?
"You're weird." He says, flicking her arm jokingly, getting comfortable next to her. But the events from last night replay in his mind. The light mood simply cannot continue. "So. Questions." He starts off, looking at her. "Why were those Magma after you? Did you take anything from them?" Straight to the point, he thinks they've dallied enough and that he's given her enough time to think about her answers. Whether she answers truthfully was all up in the air.
As soon as he had sat down, Penelope knew that the easier time was over for the time being. As soon as the questions slipped from his lips, Penelope rolled her eyes and pouted a bit. She folded her arms across her chest and tucked her knees up, frowning as she stared at the carpet. "It's not like people like them took anything from me, right?" She grumbled at the thought that one of those Teams had taken her mother away from her.
"No. I didn't take anything. I was bush-whacking and I saw their camp. I was too scared to keep going, so I circled around a few times to see if I could get out the easy way." Unseen, unnoticed. It wasn't entirely false. It probably would have happened regardless of if she had gotten the text or not.
"When one of their... Grunts... Saw me, I started to run. They thought I took something. I didn't take a goddamn thing, I was just a bystander." Penelope grumbled again. Another truth; she had no idea she was going to encounter any Magma's. She was just given a time and a place. She hadn't even responded to the text because she was so busy running for her life.
"It was just a simple misunderstanding. I didn't do anything. They're just... They just chased me for the hell of chasing me." Penelope narrowed her eyes. That was how mom had died, running, in the direction that would take her back to her home.
"It's all very stupid."
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 5, 2015 12:44:01 GMT
He sighs at her answers. Slowly he places a hand on top of hers, trying to comfort her without being overbearing. If he pulled her in a hug, he feared that she would take it as him coddling her, softening her up with his words.
"You know I only ask because I'm worried right." Half a life. He's also worried for himself, as well as her involvement. If the Magma's ever find out that he'd kept her safe well. Truth be told they probably wouldn't care too much, not if she had merely stumbled into their camp. They'd be a little suspicious of him, no doubt, but he could still feign innocence. "I believe you." He adds softly. "I only wanted to know whether they'd continue looking for you. You've taken nothing, so they have no reason to look for you." He says firmly, trying to leave no doubt that he believed her.
Still, he can't help but feel that there was more to the story, but continued questioning might just close her off even more. So instead he lightly brushes his thumb over her hand, trying to soothe and calm. "Thanks for telling me." He smiles, deciding to drop it for now. "You're safe for now, there no need to run off." Brittle words, for the matter than he knows this can only keep up for so long until something comes up that he can't ignore.
"You're free to come here whenever you like. At least until I decide to move again."
Penelope smiled weakly as he placed his hand on top of hers, lifting her fingers to sprawl them between his own. It was warm and tender, and although holding his hand with a sheet between them had seemed more intimate in a way, this was just as nice. Almost nicer, although it wasn't as forbidden as she originally allowed herself to think. Elijah cared about her, worried about her, and wanted to keep her safe. That was more than she could say about a lot of male figures in her life.
Sighing softly through her nose, she leaned into him, looking like she was about to kiss him, before landing her head right in the crook of his neck. She nestled her face there and closed her eyes, feeling her eyelashes brush against the skin on his neck, before exhaling against the skin. He smelled so nice, and at least now she didn't smell either. Her shoulder and leg were in a bit of pain now, but it seemed to have subsided with the new bandages. Most of it must have come from being wet.
After a couple of moments of silence, she curled into him even further, and snuggled into his side as if it were the most safe place in the world. "I hope you don't move soon, then. I like it here." She mumbled quietly, before pulling her head from his neck, staring up at him. Her cheek squished a bit against the end of his shoulder, and she grinned slightly at him.
"Are you happy today? You were smiling an awful lot."
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~
♔ KHALEESI
Last Edit: Jun 5, 2015 23:20:33 GMT by penelope reed
Post by Elijah Castaire on Jun 6, 2015 1:38:58 GMT
She smells of soap and flowers, covered in his clothes and curled up to his side. He's never felt like someone was so his until now. A part of his brain short-circuits as she curls close, as if she were meant to be there, slotted perfectly by his side. It's unnerving to think how things could change after a few short weeks, how much words could clarify what months of silence meant. He still has a lot to tell her, or rather, to admit to her. But she neither asks nor seems to worry, so he feels no obligations to provide any explanation.
He looks down at her, where she leans on his shoulder, looking curiously over him. There's no pressure to answer, just a smooth rush of warmth to know that she asks only because she wants to know. No hidden agendas, no double meanings. Just her.
"Happy." He repeats the word, letting it roll off his tongue in thought. He hadn't even noticed all the smiles. They simply felt right, none forced unlike any other time. "I guess so." He ventures, before flashing a dazzling smile at her. "Happier with you. Happy to have met you again."
Raising her eyebrows at his answer, she grinned even more and lifted his arm over her shoulder, wrapping her own arms around his torso. The smile he gave her, along with the rest today, were gentle and sincere, and she was happy he would admit that to her.
"Good." She whispered, leaning over him slightly, she kissed him and nuzzled his face, before dipping back down. For a moment, she rested on his shoulder again, before biting her lip.
"Do you want to be made a little happier with me?" Penelope smiled coyly and leaned back, wiggling into a better position. She took his surprised look as a yes, and tugged off her shirt, before going back to kiss him once more. If she was in control, she could know her limits.
It was her turn to show him what she could do, now.
NOTES: Penny is back, babeh TAGGED: Elijah Castaire WORDS: WHOCARES~