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Michael Corner ([info]inthedarkness) wrote in [info]inpoormerit,
@ 2010-05-09 23:56:00

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Entry tags:cath, cath and eden, eden

After The Moon
Who: Eden & Cathair
Where: Cathair's cottage
When: Early morning



That evening... Eden had taken to the trees once more. She had left a wake of destruction behind her and quite a few dead creatures. She'd played cat and mouse with several monkeys until they had gone into an utter frenzy and she had decided to just flat out eat them. Her beastly form was rather freeing if she had been able to think about it at all but to be honest she hadn't. Between the utter pain she'd felt at first and the wild desire to destroy and kill just because she could, there had been very little ability to think at all.

Some time in the wee hours before sunrise, she had made her way back into town padding softly along. She had picked up on a particular scent and had followed it to a door... Eden had then spent the next hours clawing at it but not trying particularly hard to get in. It was rather like she was trying to purposely scare whatever it was she had followed. When the sun had finally begun to rise, the pain retook her once more and her naked form was thusly curled into a ball at the foot of the door asleep. That was where she stayed not moving a single inch.


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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-10 03:53 pm UTC (link)
Cathair hadn't slept too badly considering the ruckus going on in the woods. The screaming monkeys had woken him, as well, as the bloody wolves and just about every noise loud enough.

Until the clawing and thumping at his door started just before dawn. Then he was awake, armed with a few knives and his slingshot. Not that expected to be able to do much against anything around here with such crude weapons. He might have to break down and make some very crude nail bombs. Something with a bit more punch.

The noises tapered off, changing to familiar cries of pain. Eden. He'd figured it was her, but now he knew. Then, there was nothing. He waited for a few more moments, taking the knife with him as he carefully opened the door.

And there she was, completely naked and filthy, curled up on his stoop. Cathair debated for a second on whether it was wise to bring her in, but he couldn't very well leave her like that either. Setting the knife aside, he opened the door all the way and knelt down, gathering her up into his arms. His head was still aching, but he'd carried her before.

So long as she didn't wake up and try to eat him. Or whatever else mad thing that could happen.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-10 04:31 pm UTC (link)
At first, she made no movement and was only limply slumped against his body. And then her arm moved, curving over one shoulder and face burying itself in his neck. A familiar scent was comforting but she was just too exhausted to open her eyes just yet. Not a single sound came from her and other than those little movements. It seemed that she was very much just a doll for his carrying.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-10 04:58 pm UTC (link)
All right, that was rather sweet. Cathair couldn't resist the small smile that passed over his lips as he carefully lifted Eden against his chest. He had to stop a few times to get his balance back, but he managed to get her to the bathroom and settled down next to the tub. Turning on the water so it would fill, he check her over for injuries. He shouldn't have been surprised there was nothing of note. If what he knew of lycanthropes was true, she likely healed any injuries overnight.

Making sure the water was a decent temperature, Cathair gently lifted Eden into the tub. He used a folded up towel to prop her head up above the water he hoped comfortably. Slipping off his tee shirt, he grabbed the soap and began to wash off the grime. She was filthy, having been God only knows where since she ran him over the night before last.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-10 05:19 pm UTC (link)
A shiver ran through her once she was set on the bathroom floor. The tile didn't exactly agree with her bare skin after all. Tile was generally always cold. She had very little injury to her person. A few scratches and bruises remaining but those would be gone soon enough. She'd come through remarkably unscathed though she would never remember if that had been the case the whole night through.

There might have been a little help getting her in the water from her end as she slowly regained consciousness. She couldn't say she was entirely comfortable not really knowing what was going on but that would change, slowly but surely. The momentary lapping of the water as it settled was pounding in her ears. And then there was the gentle scrubbing of her skin. A soft groan escaped her and her head rolled to one side. As consciousness returned the first words out of her mouth were particularly childish, "My tummy hurts..."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-10 05:25 pm UTC (link)
Well, she seemed to just be in an exhausted slumber, not unconscious. Which was a good sign. Especially when she started to stir. As for the childish murmured, he shook his head, smiling a bit.

"You're all right, Eden," he told her in soft, gentle tones as he continued to wash away the grim, dirt and blood that obviously wasn't hers. "Let me know if you need to puke, I'll get out of the way." He didn't really want to see what she might have eaten last night. She likely didn't want to either.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-10 05:31 pm UTC (link)
The movement of water and, well, everything else was still pounding on her ears. She bit her bottom lip tasting blood that wasn't her's. "Matter of opinion," she muttered, her voice rather rough from a lot of things to be perfectly honest. She didn't think she was going to throw up but she didn't want to focus on the feeling of her stomach in case that made her actually desire to. Instead, she asked, "What in the bloody Hell happened?" She honestly couldn't remember anything from the past two night. And the day inbetween.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-10 05:55 pm UTC (link)
Cathair scoffed lightly. "Last thing I remember of the night before last was something big and black bashing me into a wall. There were claw marks on the doors and big cat prints around your cottage." It wasn't hard to put two and two together.

And there was more. "They've turned Gwyn into a snake thing. Jamie called her a naga," he explained. "Snake gods in most Hindu legends. They're talked about in epic stories. Not good or bad." He shrugged. He hadn't told Jamie this, because while he had a copy of Mahabharata and had read it several times, it wasn't amongst the books that made it to their prison with him. "She tried to kill somebody, but apparently, that was a misunderstanding."

Back to the topic at hand. "I don't really know what all you've been up to," he said as he continued to scrub her. "Cooper found me in your cottage. Hitting the wall gave me a concussion. He sicced his missus on me, who tried to make me stay in bed and sleep." He squeezed warm water from the wash cloth over her skin to wash away the soap and dirt, which was quickly turning the water a brackish color. "Or else I'd have come searching for you."

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-11 02:54 am UTC (link)
A shadow crossed Eden's face as the pieces did come together but she still didn't want to believe it. She listened quietly to his story about Gwyn, knowing full well what a naga was but not capable of finding the effort to tell him that she knew. An eyebrow arched at the idea that an attempted murder was a misunderstanding but for now she let it slide. She was too tired to honestly care at the moment.

She closed her eyes, trying to think and breathing deeply like she was falling asleep again although she definitely wasn't. Finally she said, "I smell... Water first off. Dirt. Animal blood." She licked her lips which were feeling cracked and rather dry, "A man. I distinctly remember kneeing someone again." At least it hadn't been Cathair but beyond that she couldn't recall anything else and it was a visible effort to even get that much.

It was a good thing she didn't see the color of the water or else she would have started insisting on a shower or something. Disgusting. Completely and utterly disgusting.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-11 10:49 pm UTC (link)
He didn't want to believe it, but Jamie was far too naive to lie to him. Especially about something like that. Somehow, if people were being turned into animals, the idea of accidental homicide wasn't unreasonable. Especially since they were already on edge from being prisoners. He was actually rather surprised no one had killed themselves or ended up dead yet.

She'd kicked another man in the lad? Cathair scoffed at that. "Should I be jealous?" he teased her wryly. He was mostly teasing anyway. "I suppose we should find out who the poor bastard is."

Yes well, he was likely going to have to change at least once to get her completely clean.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-13 02:15 am UTC (link)
No, instead they were just turning into monsters and hurting themselves, animals and almost killing people which wasn't really anywhere near as bad... Riiight.

Eden arched an eyebrow and cracked her eyes open to glance at Cathair curiously. She could smell the mixture of emotions on him and it was rather disconcerting. "I don't recall much else. Why are you actually jealous?" Well that was kind of blunt but she'd never been known for her tact.

She shifted the way she was laying in the tub a little, just scooting her back up a bit and resting her arm on the edge. Filthy water dripped down the sides as it slid off her skin.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-13 02:30 am UTC (link)
Near death was still surviving. In their situation, it was wise to take count the blessings they had.

Cathair chuckled wryly at that, shaking his head. "Well, maybe a wee bit," he admitted. "Aren't I enough fun to torment that you have to go and start on some other poor fool?"

The water needed to go. "You feel up to standing to rinse off the rest?" he reached over to the drain the tub. "I'll find you a tee shirt to wear as well. You look ready to fall asleep as it is now."

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-13 02:42 am UTC (link)
"I don't actually recall doing it so I don't think it counts, love," she wasn't really paying attention to how that sounded but she couldn't ignore the defensiveness bubbling up inside of her. How strange it was to feel that.

Eden breathed deeply then nodded. She didn't exactly have a choice if she wanted to get clean. Very carefully, she stood up resting her shoulder against the tiled wall with her eyes half closed. The corner of her mouth perked up, "I don't need a t-shirt. It's not like I have any unseen modesty to protect."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-13 02:53 am UTC (link)
Cathair made certain the water was still warm before turning it on her. "All right, then I still feel special, since you came to try to bash my door down." He didn't care how either of them sounded. He was just glad she was alive and relatively all right.

He chuckled at that. "The tee shirt is for my sanity," he told Eden as he pulled the curtain shut. "There's only so much temptation a man can resist." Not that he much felt like he'd be up for that sort of thing. She definitely wasn't.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-13 03:02 am UTC (link)
Eden wasn't all too keen on assisting in the rinsing off as about all she could do was slowly turn and pray she didn't slip and crack her skull open. It wasn't a pleasant situation to be in. "Mm, as you should, sweet."

She arched an eyebrow when he closed the curtain but then of course, with the shower part on, he wouldn't want to get water all over the floor. "Mate, don't you know that covering it up makes it more desirable?" She chuckled tiredly, "And anyhow... I'd likely end up biting you and if it's all true..."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-13 03:27 am UTC (link)
Sweet? Cathair hesitated, then shook his head and went to fetch one of his less ratty tee shirts he used to sleep in. He did indeed know that and he had to admit to himself the idea of her sleeping next to him in one of his shirts was rather appealing.

As for that last bit of nonsense. Cathair dropped the tee shirt on the counter and pushed the curtain halfway back, not caring if he or the floor got wet. "Eden, I don't bloody care," he told her. "There's no guarantee what they have in store for me or anyone else here is any better than what they've done to you. I'm not leaving you alone when you're nearly too weak to stand just because I might get hurt."

It wasn't just that. He wasn't just leaving her alone because of what they'd done to her. Cathair had never really had a true friend before, someone he didn't have to hide at least part of himself from. The rest was messy and complicated and likely stupid on bother their parts, but when it boiled down to it, he'd risk having his throat torn out to help her because she was his friend.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-13 03:53 am UTC (link)
Quite a bit of the dirt and grime was finally gone when he opened the curtain again upon his return. She snorted a little when all he picked up on was her worry of him getting hurt. "I appreciate your help but that's not what I meant... If I really am... And I bite you. Doesn't that mean you'll become whatever I am? Isn't that how it works?"

She ran her hands through her hair and under the water. She wasn't bothering with any sort of shampoo, simply wanted to get basically clean and then get out. She was too damned tired to care. Whatever internal conflict they were both having, she was just too tired to care or focus or even pretend to think on it. It was too complicated and her brain was simply trying to compensate for the loud noises and the desire to eat him. In a bad way. How could she feel so hungry despite being so damned full?

And just thinking about it had her eyes narrowing but she shook it off with a gentle movement of her head. "I don't want that to happen..."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-13 04:16 am UTC (link)
"I don't know," he admitted. And he really didn't care. "If it makes you feel better, I'll sleep on the settee and you can have the bed." Not that he was really that worried about her trying to kill him in his sleep.

"Here," he said as he helped her rinse out her hair at least. He'd have to change his sweatpants but that didn't matter. Grabbing a towel for her to wrap herself up in, he leaned down to turn off the tap.

He wrapped an arm around her to help her out of the shower, then wrapped her up in the towel. "Sit down whilst I dry you," he told her. "I don't want that to happen either. But I'll not just leave you alone." And right now, he doubted either her eating him in any way good or bad was going to happen. She was too exhausted to stand even.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-13 04:33 am UTC (link)
Eden bit her bottom lip, eyebrows furrowing together. She cleared her throat a little then shook her head, "No... Stay. I." Cutting off, she took a moment then continued with a soft sigh, "I don't really want to be alone. I think you can understand." Who couldn't?

She leaned over further into the water when he offered to help, amazed that she managed to stay upright for it. When finished, she stepped back out of the water as much as she could, waiting for the water to be turned off before she tried to wrap the towel around herself. For some strange, reason she hadn't wanted to get it wet from the shower water. Because that made sense when she was putting it around her wet body. Only it wasn't quite working as her arms did not want to go in the direction that she wanted them too.

Thankfully that was when he helped her out of the shower and took over. She settled down on the edge of the tub, knees together, back curving her forward and shoulders hunched towards her ears in a sort of defensive position. What did she have to be defensive about? Well... Everything. "Good... I don't think I'd make it to tomorrow alone."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-13 05:59 pm UTC (link)
Good, he was hoping she'd say that. He'd rather take his chances with her than make her deal with this alone. None of them should be dealing with this alone.

He couldn't very well dry her all haunched over like that. "You're not alone, Eden," he told her. "Now sit up so I can dry you properly. Then I'm putting you to bed." He might not stay the whole time, but he hadn't gotten much restful sleep the night before and he'd be lying if curling up with her in his arms didn't sound like paradise right now.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-15 12:24 pm UTC (link)
He was very foolish then because God only knew what she was going to be like when she was well rested. Likely not as pleasant as she was being now...

Her eyes flicked to him and she gave him a rather bland and vaguely annoyed look, "You'd have a difficult time too if you felt like your body had been repeatedly ground up into a powder." Still, she carefully sat up, stretching out her back. Funny how she didn't really remember but was so damned close to being right.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-16 12:39 am UTC (link)
Then he was a fool. He still wasn't leaving her alone.

"Then let me help you, so that I can get you to bed so you can rest," Cathair reminded Eden patiently. He wasn't going to go on about how much like rubbish he'd felt the day before and still did. Because their was no point. She hadn't meant to hurt him and trying to make her feel guilty about it was stupid.

He finished drying her and slipped the tee shirt over her head. "Can you walk or am I carrying you again?" It was a fair question.

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[info]inthedarkness
2010-05-18 08:49 pm UTC (link)
No, she hadn't meant to hurt him... And to be perfectly honest, a concussion didn't really compare to having your bones literally grind and shift around repeatedly. But she wasn't going to argue about who was suffering more.

Eden simply let him dry her off then helped slip into the t-shirt, rubbing her face briskly with her hands then running her fingers through her hair like that would help. "Mm... Maybe just help me along," very carefully she stood up and it was rather clear that she was about two seconds from falling over. At least until she settled a hand on Cathair's shoulder.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-05-20 02:55 pm UTC (link)
Well no, he'd be the first to agree with her on that. While he still had a headache and some bruises, he didn't consider himself badly injured. Eden was exhausted beyond her limit. Which was why Cathair was helping her instead of leaving her to do things herself.

He rose and wrapped an arm around her waist, the other ready in front of her in case she stumbled. How weak she was worried him, if she hadn't come back to the village and to his door, who knew what would have happened to her out in the jungle. "We'll take it slowly," he agreed as he started towards the bed. Luckily it wasn't very far.

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