Tender Loving Care ~ by SaralynArati

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7 years ago

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Mark's smile was faintly wry. "Distract. Disarm. Disable." Marea laughed. "That's suitably vague. You haven't given away your secrets." "All right then, distraction," the Yeled offered, and manifested his wings. They were glorious, although the left was stained with metaphysical blood at the shoulder. "Ow," he reiterated. "That's something I haven't done in a while," he confessed, "not to mention the getting shot thing." "That would've worked. I was distracted... baby," said the Witch.

7 years ago

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"Don't go," Mark said quietly. "Why not?" the Witch questioned, noticeably not going. "Just... don't," he replied. She sat down facing him, at a loss as to what to say. "Hey, what did your Gran tell you before tonight?" the renegade Yeled asked suddenly. "That the Traitor might be her sister." Marea's voice was low. "What did she tell you and Robin?" Mark swallowed hard. "The safest way to drag you out of here if... it becomes necessary," he admitted. "And how's that?" she queried calmly.

7 years ago

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"You only called me that to make me feel better, didn't you?" he remarked wisely. "Did it work?" asked the Witch. "I'm... not sure. You should probably repeat it under a variety of test conditions." Mark started to turn part way in order to see her face, and winced slightly. "Hey man, take it easy, all right? You're not up to intensive flirting... quite yet," Robin told him, getting up to leave the two of them relatively alone anyway. Marea, feeling conspicuous, picked up her staff to leave.

7 years ago

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"You can hold him still while I pull," Marea finished. The two friends looked vaguely ill, but did as she instructed nevertheless. Bracing her calves against Mark's back, the young Mistress got a good grip, counted to three, and hauled. "Ow," the rebel Yeled said in the smallest and faintest of voices. Sluggishly, the spot where the bolt had penetrated began to bleed again. Holding a pad to the hole, Marea leaned forward and kissed the side of Mark's neck. "It's all over, baby," she said.

7 years ago

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"Thanks," Mark said dryly. "Are you sure you can't... you know... do something? Acupuncture? Anything?" "Nope, Mom's the healer. The best I can do is put you to sleep, but I'm pretty sure yanking this thing loose will wake you up again; that's really going to hurt!" Marea confided. "It will, yes," her patient agreed. In desperation, he appealed mutely to his flatmate. "Dude, don't look at me," Robin told him, "I just blow bubbles." "You can help, though," the Witch smiled a bit wickedly.

7 years ago