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World 03 - Returning to Normal Space [ Action / Audio ]

[ Okay, this sucked. This really, really sucked. To be quite honest he wasn't very sure how long he had been locked up and poked and prodded, but it was long enough and he had never been quite so happy for fresh air and trees. He just hated that he was jumping at every little crack and tweet. He hadn't been this twitchy since... well, he couldn't remember. Maybe his first big storm, but what did it matter? He was twitchy, but wouldn't you be after being held captive for so long?

And he was seriously out of shape if this jaunt through the wood was making him pant and sweat. He gulped, aching everywhere, and pretty sure that his already bruised up body would not thank him for this later. In fact, it was not thanking him now. It was violently protesting, and he finally gave him and found a place to ease himself down and sit.

He thought it must have been some sort of cruel mercy that his captors had given him back his journal-thing when he woke up inside the forest of his original birdcage. He glared at it for a minute as he tried to remember how to turn it on, and finally got it going, so a little image of him appeared to whoever was listen. ]

So, contrary to what I assume is popular belief, I'm not dead. But, uh, could use some help making it all the way home, you know? I'm sitting in the woods, hugging a tree, so come and find me. I don't plan on moving any time soon.

[ He doesn't think he looks to bad to others, at least. He has a few bruises around his jaw and nose, but otherwise does not seem overly harmed. Though the bruises are a lovely shade of blue and green at this point. ]

[ooc: Yup, he's back from kidnapping!! With a little side-effect: his flirt skills are going to be seriously cramped for a bit, since anytime he sees a girl, he'll get physically ill. Don't take it personally ladies.]

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I was under the impression you'd been sent back to wherever it was you came.

[Zevran shakes out the blanket and offers it over, popping into a crouch next to him so he could pull a small jar of ointment from his pack.]

They left you in a rough state, didn't they? How cruel of them to muss your face so.

Heh, at least someone else is worried about those. I think they had needles or something there, but I'm not sure...

_{[He frowns, but that hurts his face, and instead he concentrates on getting into the blanket, a bit shaky on his feet, but managing better now that he had rested]}

Mmm. Needles. They always seem to bring out the fun toys for the pretty ones, don't they?

[He cracks a low laugh, unscrews the lid and motions for Kirk to lean close.]

Tilt your head down just a bit?

Heh, remember the last time you said that?

_{[He tried to crack a smile, but that hurt too, and it faded quickly as he did as told, hugging the blanket tightly around him, breath misting slightly.]}

Mhmm. It ended quite well for the both of us.

[Zev smooths a measure of the ointment over Kirk's bruised skin. Healing poultice it wasn't, but this would help with the swelling and pain.]

And while normally I would be quite eager to see you on your back once more, I think a proper bath, meal, and rest would do you far more good.

I'd appreciate that - all of that, actually. A part of me thinks I haven't properly showered in awhile...

They did not make much time to tend to you.

[Zev sighs and finishes daubing Kirk's bruises with the ointment, caps the jar, and tucks it back into his pouch.]

I shall walk you home then, mm? See you cleaned and fed.

Geez, make me sound like a little lost puppy.

_{[Still, he managed to get to his feet and leaned against Zev for support, still aching in all the wrong ways.]}

Mmm. But a sexy lost puppy.

[He cracks a soft laugh and loops an arm around Kirk's waist, starting in the direction of the village.]

Damn right.

_{[He was glad for the support, picking his way carefully through the wood, wincing when he got squeezed to hard or his foot hit something. Screw you forest. He liked the desert better - or the city.]}

How ya been since I went AWOL?

Fairly well, if...contemplative. This place has given me a great deal to think about as of late and I am not all that certain what to make of it.

[He tries to keep Kirk on the clearer part of the path, but. There is only so much one can do in the woods.]

Like that? I'm bruised up, but my brain is fine. Give me something else to think on.

_{[He sighed when he could spy the village through the trees.]}

Is it sad I am glad to be back here?

...The nature of the relationships I have made, here. Where it is I stand. I find that I have few allies in this place, and it is not something so terrible as to cause me concern but. Hm.

[He shakes his head with a faint sigh.]

Sentiment. It's useless, yes? It is distracting.

Not at all. Far better to be here than left to the not so tender mercies of those that jail us.

For what it's worth, I'mg lad I have a friend enough in you to come play fetch.

_{[He smiled a bit at him, though again he had to stop because aching cheeks.]}

It would be ungentlemanly of me to leave you alone in the woods in such a state. Besides it's not entirely altruistic. I thought perhaps I might earn a kiss from this.

Heh, we'll see how I feel after a bath.

_{[He chuckled at that, glad to get on more even ground and out of the wood.]}

Don't tell me you haven't found another sweetheart since us?

I will hold you to that.

[He smirks and starts heading to the apartment he hasn't been to for roughly a week.]

Mmm. A few. But what can I say? I am partial to leggy blondes from time to time.

I thought that was your role.

_{[He could not help but grin at him, feeling some of his usual charm come back as he warmed up and got closer to the sanctuary of an apartment and the promise of a hot bath.]}

It can be, but you, Kirk, are far more leggy than I- at least if I remember how it was you had them wrapped around me properly.

[There might be a bit of a dip to his hand- maybe he slides it down enough to get a quick squeeze of that sumptuous rear. Maybe he doesn't.]

_{[Well, if he did, he'd get a groan - and not a good one - for his efforts. Every part of him hurt, Zev, sorry.]}

Let's leave the hanky-panky for after I've soaked into the shape of a raisin.

[And that hand's going back up to Kirk's waist to help him through the front door of his apartment complex.]

You seem like you could use a massage as well.

Uh.. maybe. I dunno, everything just hurts right now, you know?

_{[He sighed, looking around and suddenly needing the bathroom more than ever.]}

A soak first would do you some good. We're almost there.

[Just a little further and he's popping open the door to his apartment and helping Kirk inside, leading him right to the bathroom.]

You can manage the basics on your own, yes? I will try to find something that will fit you.

Thanks.

_{[He made it to the bathroom okay and turned on the hot water, nearly moaning in bliss as it ran past his fingers. He stripped down, revealing his body sporting a number of bruises, though they seemed... to precisely placed to be random. Needles indeed.

Gingerly he worked himself into the tub, sinking down and letting the heat work at his body and do its magic.]}

[It takes a moment of digging through his larger articles of clothing before he finds something that might fit Kirk. He folds what he finds over his arm and returns to the bathroom, a steaming tray of soup and coffee in between his hands.]

Feeling better?

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