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Posted 2023-04-14 05:28:31
#996675
Quentin doesn't move, he just glares at the ground in anger and pain. 'Damn that beast!' He thinks to himself with cold, narrow eyes. He then looks up after a moment, and he dully realizes that they're in Sprig's house. He looks around for a moment, biting the inside of his mouth until he tastes blood. All he can think about is the pan, and how he just wishes it would go away.

He comes to his senses and realizes that the pain hurts like hell, but it will get better. With Gorisk and Sprig working to help him, it would go away sooner than he thought. Or... At least he hopes that is how it will happen. He likes certain types of pain, yes, but pain like this... It is hard for Quentin to bear.
Russkie
#83665
Posted 2023-04-15 10:22:08
#997749
Sprig was sitting in her chair then her eyes grew with worry seeing Gorisk carrying Quentin and was gently placed on the bed. Zynthrah mewed in worry as she jumped off of Sprig and made her way over with soft news before jumping to sit next to Quentin's head.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I've seen injury before"
Sprig some hastily making her way towards Quentin and eyes his wound.
"It may hurt but any details will help"
She may not be able to see but her other sense are heightened such as sense.
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#37038
Posted 2023-04-19 05:24:02
#1000370
"It was a frog-like beast. Or I... I thought it was at any rate... It was in the swamp. And I was in my feline form..." He knows that he's not supposed to transform when injured, but he could not do anything about it when in feline form. "Before I was stabbed with the spike, it had slimy skin on it. But when it went in me the skin pulled back, and it burned."

The fact that, although he is in a burning pain-fever, he had remembered that small fact is interesting. He feels Zynthrah gently rubbing her head against his long inky black hair that is damp with sweat and swamp-water. His usually bright eyes are dull, and pain filled. His entire body shivers, and he knows that if someone was going to kill him they should best do it now.

Then... It surges. Quentin cries out in pain, his eyes widening in shock as he feels the burning feeling pulsing through his veins and arteries, and it is harder for him to breathe because of the pain. Despite the difficultly in breathing, he cries out Gorisk's name, and reaches out to him. He then feels slightly calmer as Zynthrah gently rubs her soft furred head against his own head, letting out worried mews.
Russkie
#83665
Posted 2023-04-21 09:47:45 (edited)
#1002461
Gorisk's eyes were filled with sorrow as he watched Quentin cry out in pain and his runes flashed, he made up his mind. With loud popping and snapping of his bones he was back to human form and storming the entire room, grabbing various herbs and animals fat. His gaze went bleak as he selectively chose the rarest herbs in the region, Sprig watched with a bit of concern, at least the best she could since she is blind.

"A-are you sure Gorisk? Doesn't it…."
Her voice trailed off as she heard Gorisk never stop her moving and soon, he was slicing his form open and letting the blood drip into the stone bowl he was using to mix the herbs together.
"Will taste horrible, but trust me…."
He made his way back over to Quentin and kneeled next to the bed and used his free hand to grab his partner's hand then handed the bowl over. Gorisk's blood served as the base and his runes flashed brightly, making the blood softly glow, if Quentin were to drink he would slowly feel the burning stop and have this odd sense of fullness despite how terrible it tastes, yet the brute's cursed blood is what helps to mend his wounds in due time.
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#37038
Posted 2023-04-27 06:07:25
#1006182
Quentin stops making the pained noises, and he stares up at Gorisk with wide, frightened eyes. He reaches for his partner, attempting to open his mouth before he stops. Something feels off, different, but not in a... bad way? He questions himself and he pulls himself to Gorisk and lays his head on his shoulder before he stops moving.
Russkie
#83665
Posted 2023-04-28 10:30:49
#1007002
Gorisk understand how conflicting this entire moment must be for Quentin, he knew that before the turning he, himself, had found it to be overwhelming.To have infused blood that had some magic properties, or rather is capable giving that needed boast his body needs to mend itself faster.
"Are..you ok?"
He asked softly, Gorisk used various herbs to help null the pain and push the poison out while his blood would help give that needed boost.
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#37038
Posted 2023-04-28 10:35:38
#1007005
Quentin shrugs as he holds Gorisk against him. "I've been better, I will admit." He murmurs before offering a shaky but grateful smile. Opening his eyes, he laughs slightly before cringing.
Russkie
#83665
Posted 2023-04-28 10:51:42
#1007024
"It takes a bit to kick in fully"
Gorisk spoke softly as he slowly and gently rubbed Quentin's back, he knew that such dangers were common in the realm of hunting yet it doesn't mean he will ever get used to the idea of his partner being wounded, and by a giant frog at that.

It may seem odd but Gorisk felt an incredible need to pamper Quentin, he has no idea why he feels such urge to do everything for the man but he had to, perhaps he was more fond of with the male then he thought and gently tightened his arms around his partner, wanting to keep him close and softly whimpered with large tender eyes.
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#37038
Posted 2023-04-28 10:58:26
#1007032
Quentin lets out a soft, delicate mewing sound before cuddling close to his love. He smiles against his neck slightly, happy that - although he's in pain - that it is Gorisk who is here, and not others he doesn't care about. The mewing sound turns into a purring noise, though, and he is obviously happy.
Russkie
#83665
Posted 2023-04-28 11:08:48
#1007045
"Oh you're a were creature as well?"
Sprig was still in the hut and had been moving around, mostly reorganizing her herbs from Gorisk being a typical brute, Znythra was still on the bed and upon hearing the mews and purrs made her inch to Quentin, wanting to join in the affections.

"Come on, you can join cub"
Gorisk smiled and gently moved so there would be a little gap between he and Quentin, the perfect place for the cub to squeeze herself into and snuggle the two.
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