Post by Schrödinger's cat on Aug 12, 2011 2:52:38 GMT -6
Staggering into the Stock Pot Inn through the guest's upper floor, Sappho helped a huge hulking figure into the warm inn and out of the freezing air from outside, his breathing was clearly labored as he tried to help the injured Dragon warrior inside.
"Sappho, I can walk just fine." Reimuno groan, only to get cut short by the sea dragon boy.
"Shh, look at you, you can barely even walk Rei, you need my help obviously. Besides the prince should be due any minute here now." Leaning against the wall beside the door to his room, Sappho fished for the key to his room until his nimble fingers brushed against the rough metal of the key. "Last thing we need is for him to see us. . . Alright in ya go."
Leading the dragona warrior in first, Sappho quickly took a look to his left down the hallway, then to his right towards the stairs to the main lobby and once satisfied that there was no one watching, he closed and locked the door. "Really Saph. . . it's just only a cut." he insisted as the Sea dragon came over and begin to inspect the wound he sustained. With the thick tunic covering most of his wound, Sappho simply just grabbed the bottom edges of the leather tunic and cotton shirt underneath and begin to help the fire dragon pull it off.
"Quite honestly, it looks more like a deep gash that needs to be tended to Rei." Sappho flatly stated, just wincing so slightly when he heard Reimuno grunted in pain as he tried his best to not cause any more pain by undressing him.
Reimuno eased back down into the bed once they finally pulled the shirt over his head, not bothering to protest about it when Sappho just cast it aside to the corner. "Saph, it's fine, I've suffered worse wounds than-*hiss*-this." The Sea Dragon had applied a gauze of alcohol to his wound, making the dragon warrior hiss in pain again as he cleaned the bacteria away from the cut before inspecting the cut even more.
He frowned, it was a deep cut for sure, but luckily it won't need stitches Sappho thought to himself. Besides, the pack with his needles and thread were in Prince Lien's room, and he would rather not accidentally run into the young heir of Dragona and leave Reimuno here all alone. "I'm sorry if I worry too much. . . but you are lucky to note suffer any more severe wounds from the young prince. . . Sappho trailed off a bit to think as he applied a thick gauze to his wound, holding it down with his hand as he allowed Reimuno to painfully sit up to wrap the roll of bandage around his waist to hold the gauze down and stop the bleeding. "He's starting to become more skilled in his way of battle, that feat you saw when you were in combat with the prince was only merely defensive moves."
"I know. . . he had absolutely refused to fight back. . . speaking of him, how is the mission coming along?"
The sea dragon stayed silent, pausing from bandaging Rei's wound. Then spoke. "Rei. . . I know I'm taking too long in finishing my mission, but I know if I kill the prince now, it will only be such a futile attempt to prevent anyone from stopping our Liege's attempt to gain control of Hyrule. After all, you saw that small army of mercenaries that came to fight against your men. . .
"Ugh. . . never knew such a small group could take on us. . . but I see what you mean Saph." Reimuno muttered as he laid back down on his back, watching Sappho carefully pack his medical bag away and into the corner of the room. "But he is starting to become restless, you know how much he's afraid of Ganon taking control of Hyrule before him."
"I know." Sappho sighed, taking off his iron tiger mask and gazed at the stylized features of the teeth and fangs before setting it down on a table. "But I'm really trying Rei. . . . You know I a-!" When Sappho had attempted to sit on the edge of the bed at the dragon warrior's side, the man wrapped a muscular arm around Sappho's thin waist and pulled him close.
Kissing the Young sea dragon boy on the lips. Sappho blushed insanely as Reimuno broke the kiss. The shade only got deeper as Reimuno flashed Sappho a small smile of assurance to the beet-red sea dragon. "Of course I do Saph. . . and I know it's not easy trying to not have they suspect something of you. . . but I know can do this. . . after all you are Artof's right-hand Sea dragon." He gently brushed away some of Sappho's platinum bangs out of his eyes with his calloused fingers and trying to brush the loose strands over his ear to keep the hair strands from falling back into his face.
After a while, Sappho just smiled, snuggling up closer to Reimuno, resting partially atop of Reimuno's bare chest. "Ahh, but Rei. . . I'm his Only Sea Dragon in his force." Sappho chuckled, trailing his hand over his cheek and down to his mustache and bearded chin as he felt Rei trail a hand and allowed it to rest on Sappho's waist.
"Hmm, but that doesn't mean you aren't one of his best men Saph. After all you do kick some serious ass, especially when you are mad~."
"Oh now Rei," Sappho cooed, Just shut up and kiss me then~" With a purr he allowed the Dragona Warrior to gently kiss his lips once more.
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The moon had already risen high into the sky as a weary Lien came in through the front entrance of the inn, sighing as he made his way to the bar area of the inn and sat down at the counter. It irked him that the sea dragon Oarashi had left so early from the fight. Wait, now that he thought about it, Lien couldn't recall finding Oarashi anywhere when the battle hadn't even started.
Frowning as he picked up his tankard of mead, he recalled how his acquaintances who fought at Lake Hylain commented on how he had cleared part of an army in the middle of battle. Well, apparently they must have been referring about someone else. Lien had never saw a sea dragon in his life before, but this Oarashi was just so damn talkative, he would always tell endless stories of how his village would hunt for fish, the weather of his home island all year round being sunny and fair and the same damn repeating story about how his people would always led lost ships back home.
Seriously. . . doesn't he ever shut up? Of course despite the fact that he would annoy Lien with his constant conversation and insistence on wearing his. . . pauper-like traditional clothes of his people, the Dragon prince actually does enjoy his company. Some strange reason, the silly nature of Oarashi and his constant need of attention strangely reminded him of Yo-Ko. . . Of course with the rumors of a plague going around, Lien knew he had to leave Yo-Ko in the safety of Kakariko village, after all Lien knew that the young fox was only a child still and he couldn't risk him getting hurt again.
Maybe he should visit him this week, Lien absent-mindly thought to himself, taking another sip of his mead.
"Sappho, I can walk just fine." Reimuno groan, only to get cut short by the sea dragon boy.
"Shh, look at you, you can barely even walk Rei, you need my help obviously. Besides the prince should be due any minute here now." Leaning against the wall beside the door to his room, Sappho fished for the key to his room until his nimble fingers brushed against the rough metal of the key. "Last thing we need is for him to see us. . . Alright in ya go."
Leading the dragona warrior in first, Sappho quickly took a look to his left down the hallway, then to his right towards the stairs to the main lobby and once satisfied that there was no one watching, he closed and locked the door. "Really Saph. . . it's just only a cut." he insisted as the Sea dragon came over and begin to inspect the wound he sustained. With the thick tunic covering most of his wound, Sappho simply just grabbed the bottom edges of the leather tunic and cotton shirt underneath and begin to help the fire dragon pull it off.
"Quite honestly, it looks more like a deep gash that needs to be tended to Rei." Sappho flatly stated, just wincing so slightly when he heard Reimuno grunted in pain as he tried his best to not cause any more pain by undressing him.
Reimuno eased back down into the bed once they finally pulled the shirt over his head, not bothering to protest about it when Sappho just cast it aside to the corner. "Saph, it's fine, I've suffered worse wounds than-*hiss*-this." The Sea Dragon had applied a gauze of alcohol to his wound, making the dragon warrior hiss in pain again as he cleaned the bacteria away from the cut before inspecting the cut even more.
He frowned, it was a deep cut for sure, but luckily it won't need stitches Sappho thought to himself. Besides, the pack with his needles and thread were in Prince Lien's room, and he would rather not accidentally run into the young heir of Dragona and leave Reimuno here all alone. "I'm sorry if I worry too much. . . but you are lucky to note suffer any more severe wounds from the young prince. . . Sappho trailed off a bit to think as he applied a thick gauze to his wound, holding it down with his hand as he allowed Reimuno to painfully sit up to wrap the roll of bandage around his waist to hold the gauze down and stop the bleeding. "He's starting to become more skilled in his way of battle, that feat you saw when you were in combat with the prince was only merely defensive moves."
"I know. . . he had absolutely refused to fight back. . . speaking of him, how is the mission coming along?"
The sea dragon stayed silent, pausing from bandaging Rei's wound. Then spoke. "Rei. . . I know I'm taking too long in finishing my mission, but I know if I kill the prince now, it will only be such a futile attempt to prevent anyone from stopping our Liege's attempt to gain control of Hyrule. After all, you saw that small army of mercenaries that came to fight against your men. . .
"Ugh. . . never knew such a small group could take on us. . . but I see what you mean Saph." Reimuno muttered as he laid back down on his back, watching Sappho carefully pack his medical bag away and into the corner of the room. "But he is starting to become restless, you know how much he's afraid of Ganon taking control of Hyrule before him."
"I know." Sappho sighed, taking off his iron tiger mask and gazed at the stylized features of the teeth and fangs before setting it down on a table. "But I'm really trying Rei. . . . You know I a-!" When Sappho had attempted to sit on the edge of the bed at the dragon warrior's side, the man wrapped a muscular arm around Sappho's thin waist and pulled him close.
Kissing the Young sea dragon boy on the lips. Sappho blushed insanely as Reimuno broke the kiss. The shade only got deeper as Reimuno flashed Sappho a small smile of assurance to the beet-red sea dragon. "Of course I do Saph. . . and I know it's not easy trying to not have they suspect something of you. . . but I know can do this. . . after all you are Artof's right-hand Sea dragon." He gently brushed away some of Sappho's platinum bangs out of his eyes with his calloused fingers and trying to brush the loose strands over his ear to keep the hair strands from falling back into his face.
After a while, Sappho just smiled, snuggling up closer to Reimuno, resting partially atop of Reimuno's bare chest. "Ahh, but Rei. . . I'm his Only Sea Dragon in his force." Sappho chuckled, trailing his hand over his cheek and down to his mustache and bearded chin as he felt Rei trail a hand and allowed it to rest on Sappho's waist.
"Hmm, but that doesn't mean you aren't one of his best men Saph. After all you do kick some serious ass, especially when you are mad~."
"Oh now Rei," Sappho cooed, Just shut up and kiss me then~" With a purr he allowed the Dragona Warrior to gently kiss his lips once more.
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The moon had already risen high into the sky as a weary Lien came in through the front entrance of the inn, sighing as he made his way to the bar area of the inn and sat down at the counter. It irked him that the sea dragon Oarashi had left so early from the fight. Wait, now that he thought about it, Lien couldn't recall finding Oarashi anywhere when the battle hadn't even started.
Frowning as he picked up his tankard of mead, he recalled how his acquaintances who fought at Lake Hylain commented on how he had cleared part of an army in the middle of battle. Well, apparently they must have been referring about someone else. Lien had never saw a sea dragon in his life before, but this Oarashi was just so damn talkative, he would always tell endless stories of how his village would hunt for fish, the weather of his home island all year round being sunny and fair and the same damn repeating story about how his people would always led lost ships back home.
Seriously. . . doesn't he ever shut up? Of course despite the fact that he would annoy Lien with his constant conversation and insistence on wearing his. . . pauper-like traditional clothes of his people, the Dragon prince actually does enjoy his company. Some strange reason, the silly nature of Oarashi and his constant need of attention strangely reminded him of Yo-Ko. . . Of course with the rumors of a plague going around, Lien knew he had to leave Yo-Ko in the safety of Kakariko village, after all Lien knew that the young fox was only a child still and he couldn't risk him getting hurt again.
Maybe he should visit him this week, Lien absent-mindly thought to himself, taking another sip of his mead.