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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 20, 2018 18:59:25 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ It was a beautiful day in Radiant Garden. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and the clouds were nice and fluffy. Everyone in town was probably outside enjoying the nice weather at the market or having picnics or even just visiting each other. Everyone was having a beautiful, wonderful, glorious day, except Rina. She was not having any sort of good day at all. The poor girl was currently locked in her bathroom, bent over the toilet throwing up what little she had had in her stomach.
Rina was on Day 3 of being sick from some sort of sickness that she had picked up while making some off-world deliveries. Day 1 she had started to have chills and spent most of the night planted on the couch. Day 2 she had an outright fever and nothing she did would make it go away. Each time she took her temperature it was just climbing higher and higher. And now it was Day 3 and she still had a fever and at 8 am on the dot she started throwing up. She was in absolute misery. I wish I would just die already…
Rina looked up blearily to the clock hanging on the wall. It was barely noon. She groaned pathetically and thunked her head against the porcelain of the toilet. “Make it stop…”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2018 9:10:30 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3 found himself muttering some choice words under his breath as he remained cooped up in the dark, practically unlit chamber of Rina's study, doing his best to block out the noises her sickness. The Flame he had cupped in his hand for light, light that he used for the studying of this world's magic swelled with each retch he heard writhe it's way into his peace. He had been putting up with this non-stop for 3 WHOLE DAYS and he was starting to lose his patience! Stupid humans and their pathetic susceptibility to disease! He had half a mind to burn this place to ashes! Not in his best interest... BUT IT WOULD'VE BEEN SATISFYING! Letting out a loud huff, the Black Waltz shot up from his seat, stomping his way out of the study, purposefully or not knocking over a small stack of books he was reading through as he made his way to the source of the noise. The Mage stared down at the whining, weakened Rina as she clung to her toilet, a certain flare of disgust flashing across his eyes. He said not a word as he waited for her to notice his presence outside her door, his arms crossed and sparks flashing across his coat. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 22, 2018 16:56:57 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina could hear Black Waltz 3’s heavy footsteps thunking up the staircase. Oh great. Now I’ll have to deal with His Majesty. The closer the Waltz came, the louder he thunked, and the greater the headache Rina was having. She felt his looming presence outside the door and stretched out her arm to open it, and then sat back against the bathroom wall. Black Waltz was standing there, arms crossed and looking so grumpy like he usually did. Rina had her legs pulled up to her chest, and just sat there glaring at the construct.
“What? What could you possibly want at this moment? I-I’m sorry, but I can’t go out to get you any ite-” Her sentence was interrupted with a groan as she scrambled back to the toilet, only to dry heave into it. There was nothing left in her stomach. Nothing, not even bile. Everything she tried to ingest just came back up, so she stopped trying. She hadn’t even had any water, which she knew she desperately needed.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 8:14:20 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" "What could I want...?" Black Waltz rumbled, ducking under the door-frame so that he stood fully blocking the door. Items? She was thinking he'd get up from his studies for something so minuscule as a potion or something? Was she so delusional in her sickness that this was the best reasoning she could come up with!? As if to show what exactly he was up here for, Rina began to heave in into her toilet again, the familiar noise sending a spark of anger across his face. He was so TIRED of hearing that cursed noise! Before he could say anything, Rina stopped him, stating that if he was going to complain, he should just kill her... Another spark of anger flashed across his face. You know what...? Maybe he WOULD! Without a word, the black mage held out his clawed hand, a ball of Thundara forming in his palm, the lightning arcing off the tiles of the bathroom... Something held him back, though... Something kept him from completing the spell... It was... Painful...? Something that told him that if he went through with this... he'd regret it. Letting out a loud huff, the Black Waltz clenched his hand into a fist, fizzling out the spell in it's crib before he walked over to the incapacitated Rina, scooping her up (if roughly) in his arms. Whether she struggled or not was of no consequence. He carried her back to her room throwing her on the bed roughly. That is where she would stay! Without another word he'd move out of the room, disappearing down the stairs.... Not a minute or two later, a large empty mixing bowl would slide into her room, banging against the wall near the head of her bed, a little something she could vomit into without her needing be so close to the stairs where her acoustics could carry. Black Waltz 3 made his way into the Kitchen, pulling out various ingredients from the girl's personal storage, cursing and grumbling to himself as he got to work making something... Something that would hopefully shut the girl up! He held a pot in one hand, his other bursting into flame... His eyes glowed angrily... Should Rina stay where he left her, the Black Waltz would stomp back up the stairs with a hot bowl of home-made soup clutched in his claws, a cool plate to hold, spoon and crackers included. He wouldn't say a word as he held the food out to the girl with one massive taloned hand, the expression in his eyes telling her he wasn't going to take no for an answer... @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 23, 2018 16:24:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina watched him with unblinking eyes as white-hot anger went over his face and he summoned some magic to attack Rina with. The sick girl closed her eyes, content with whatever Black Waltz 3 would do. Rina was that miserable. But he didn’t do anything to hurt her. Quite the opposite actually. He was helping her in his own strange way.
Black Waltz had picked Rina up from the floor, like she was nothing. “H-hey! Put me down you ape! Let me go!” Rina was too weak to fight him off though and her verbal assault did nothing. Waltz tossed her unceremoniously on her bed and then stormed out of the room. Seriously! What is the problem today?! Rina wiggled her way under her blankets, tucking her head under her pillow. Her fever was coming back and causing her to have the chills. With a loud clang, one of Rina’s mixing bowls crashed into the room, landing on the floor at her bedside. Rina rolled her eyes and put her head back under the pillow. Puke bowl. Great. Thanks, Waltz.
A short time later Rina could hear his footsteps thundering back up the stairs. Rina groaned and looked at Black Waltz as he walked back into her room. He had a bowl of steaming soup in one hand and crackers in the other. What…? “You…you made me soup?” Should I tell him I don't like soup? Better not... | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 17:07:19 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" "Eat it." The Waltz commanded setting it down in her lap. He wasn't going to waste any time being gentle... He already took time out of his scheduled to move this girl back into bed and make her this food and now he would see her eat it! Leaning up against the wall beside her bed, Black Waltz 3 crossed his arms and stared down at the girl expectantly. He wasn't going to leave the room until that bowl was empty. Why? Because he knew that soup put the sick to sleep, that's why! That was his intent anyway. Between her sickness and digesting some easily digestible food, her body would probably send her to dream land and he could make some progress in his work in peace and quiet! He could then leave this cursed house and be rid of Rina forever! He didn't much care if she enjoyed it either. That's what the crackers were for, to at least dull the flavor if it ended up being terrible. The things he did for the sake of his mission... "You're only going to get worse if you don't eat." He muttered, tapping his talon on his arm impatiently. "It'll help you regain your strength."@tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 25, 2018 13:26:18 GMT -5
Rina blinked a couple times, not entirely sure that this was actually happening. It could have all been a fever dream for all Rina knew. He…made me soup? He… wants me to regain my strength? What? “Since when have you cared about my well being…? You won't even give me a band-aid if I get a paper cut, Waltz.” He's probably trying to poison me. Rina was only half joking with herself. She knew that the Black Waltz was more than capable and more than happy to end her sad human existence. But hey. Maybe the soup would help.
Regardless of her suspicions, Rina sat up in bed and placed the steaming bowl on her blanketed thighs. Even though her stomach had no appetite whatsoever, the broth smelled yummy. Before she wanted to chance the actions of her stomach, Rina nibbled on some of the crackers that Waltz had brought her as well. They felt like sawdust in her mouth, but they didn't seem to upset her stomach. Rina decided to brave the soup.
It. Was. Delicious. Rina's tired eyes got wide with shock with the first spoonful she tried. The second spoonful was just as great. Before she knew she had devoured every drop of the savory liquid, her stomach full and her body no longer chilling. She was sure she would regret eating the whole bowl so fast, but at the moment she was content and actually feeling a little better. Rina looked up at Black Waltz. “Thank you…that was probably the best soup I've ever had. Where…where did you learn to cook like that?”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2018 19:35:25 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" "A paper-cut isn't a threat to my ability to think clearly." The Waltz responded dryly, s very small smile creeping up upon his face from beneath his shadow-veiled face. "But retching into the toilet is another matter entirely. Do not be mistaken. This is for my benefit more than it is for yours." That had to be absolutely clear. The last thing he wanted was for this woman to start thinking he was trying to help her merely out of the kindness of his heart. Next thing he knew, she was going to start calling him "her friend" and then there would be two of them sick and retching into the nearest hole. Rina finally began consuming what he made for her and... her positive reaction shocked him... What started out as a careful prodding became an absolute ravenous attack on his creation, the sickly girl slurping it all up... Which no doubt meant he'd have to play maid in a couple hours if he was lucky... AND NOW, like he predicted, their disdainful relationship for one another was tossed aside for but a moment, Rina remarking that was the best soup she ever tasted, asking where he learned to cook like that... "...Nowhere. It does not matter." He spoke quickly, harshly, as if he were flustered by her compliments... He had no reason to be... He was the powerful, mighty Black Waltz! Perhaps because their distaste for one-another was such that he didn't expect to hear such things from her....? "You need to rest."@tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 26, 2018 23:56:46 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Even though Rina was still feeling miserable, a small and mischievous smile creeped up on her tired face. Oh ho ho. Have I found a bashful spot in Big Bad Black Waltz’s “heart”? It wasn’t a big change in his demeanor, but Rina noticed that the dark shadow that surrounded his face almost got darker. Almost like…no. No way.
“Waltz…are you blushing?? Have I made his grace EMBARRASSED?” Rina couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped her lips. She would blame the small moment of happiness on being sick. Black Waltz 3 didn’t deserve any of her happiness, because of the hell he had been making her life as of late. But if she could laugh at his expense she sure would. He quickly brushed her aside, commanding her to go and get some rest.
She sighed and shook her head, the small still plastered on her face. “Fine. I still think you’re out to get me though. I’m just too sick to do anything about it. Go. Do your stupid spells.” Rina waved her hand at Waltz to leave and buried herself underneath her blankets. “And turn off the lights!” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]191 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: n/a |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2018 7:05:28 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The Darkness Rina had noticed darker than the rest...? It only got darker at Rina's remarks, the Black Waltz's eyes BURNING WITH HATRED! Despite the fact he towered over the woman, had the ability to kill her any time he pleased and that his form was quite intimidating, Rina STILL saw fit to keep teasing him! "Cease this foolishness!" The Waltz demanded, but the slight drip of embarrassment in his tone took away any authority he wished to convey. "I won't stand for this insult!"...He would though and Rina knew it. She displayed this knowledge by just laughing in the Waltz's face, telling him to just disappear downstairs and practice his stupid magic! STUPID MAGIC!? She dare mock him!? HE WOULD... HE WOULD... Do nothing. With a loud huff, the seed took him over once more, compelling the Black Waltz to do as he was commanded. Why was he taking orders from her!? He should be in control! He had every reason to be and yet he was taking a back seat to his ANT of all people! He made his way back to the door, halted only when Rina requested he turn off the lights on his way out... And like a good dog he complied... switching it off with his talon... engulfing the room in darkness... The only light came from outside, and the glowing eyes of the construct as he glared at the woman over his shoulder before ducking beneath the door-frame and slipping downstairs, muttering. @tag
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Message Rina Croft
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 28, 2018 23:43:28 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina laughed softly at how flustered Waltz had become. She had never seen him like this before and it really got her tickled. As she settled against her pillow and the lights went out (“Thank you, Waltz!”) Rina laid quietly with her eyes wide open. She was tired. She was beyond tired. But she just couldn’t get the Black Waltz out of her head. He made me soup. Good soup. Not poisoned soup! Maybe… But why was he being kind? Then it dawned on Rina. He wasn’t being kind! He was just being his usual jerk self, but he was being less mean. What? That didn’t even make any sense. Go to sleep, Rina. You’re sleep deprived. No! Wait! Maybe he was being nice…no! He said it himself. He was trying to get you to feel better, so you could stop making his life miserable. He was only thinking of himself…Rina mentally sighed. There’s nothing kind about him, Rina. Stop looking for it.
With that solemn thought, she closed her eyes and exhaustion took over, lulling her fast asleep. The last thought she had was of Black Waltz maybe bringing her some more soup when she woke up.
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