META; The Spirit of Change ((Shifter RP))

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Ezekiel gave a fairly winsome smile, letting out a light bubbly chuckle before leaning his large lithe frame back away from Maddi and the kitchen chair. However his expression quickly turned somber, his icy blue eyes still narrowed upon the blood that looked like a wet red ink stain- however it wasnt.

"Let me see it." His gruff tone stated quickly. It definantly was not a question this time.

[seopard]

((Sorry guys, I just finished my chamber concert...))

Maddi

When Ezekiel backed up, she let out a small sigh of relief and scooted out of the chair. It surprised her that he was actually concerned for her well being, considering that they only met that night and all of Maddi's previous relationships never ended well for her. She was also pretty shaken up, and her hands trembled slightly, but she did not look as shocked as Cry, who seemed to be clinging onto on of her lamps for dear life.

Turning back to the tingling sensation on her shoulder, she looked for a way to uncover the wound, but found none. First, the sleeve was too long and tight, only reaching her elbow before it became constricting and uncomfortable. The second option was to pull the collar over the shoulder, but that also proved very difficult as the collar only reached a few inches away from her neck. That left the option of taking of her shirt, which she was very adamant about not doing.

But the numbness won her internal argument and she slipped the shirt of her body, cringing as the fabric ran over the open wound. She suddenly felt very exposed while standing there in her sports bra, and also very self conscious. Maddi didn't like seeing herself bare, let alone other people, so obviously she was very bothered by having to strip. Other people might not have been able to see it, but she could always see the bits excess fat around her waist and how her chest was small in relation to her height, and this made her feel bad about herself quite often.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Ezekiel's demeanor remained it's arrogant and confident self, however he didn't pay much attention to Maddi lifting her shirt up and over his head. His icy blue eyes remained trained upon the wound. Seeing the actual gash itself made him cringe slightly, and he gave a whistle to exert his surprise to Maddi herself and the wound's openness.

"You're lucky they barely nicked you, but it still might need stitches if it doesnt start to close in a day or so. So we should probably wrap this up." Ezekiel stated, his tone not mocking nor arrogant- only in service to aid a fellow Meta. He added lowly, "Oh, and yes, get you a new shirt." He smirked for a second and a half before arching his eyebrows up, awaiting for her to get some gauze or bandage or something that he could close up the wound with- anything, even his own freaking shirt- to cover up the blood that slowly oozed from it's fleshy hole.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi ran a hand through her knotted hair, chuckling uneasily while she fidgeted under his gaze. "Oh y-yes right... A shirt, I-I'm uh sorry about this and uh... Yeah I'll go put on a shirt now." She gave him a weak smile before slipping out of the kitchen, thankful to be away from prying eyes. When she got to her room she found a Dr Who shirt sitting on the cabinet and pulled it over her head quickly.

Then after making sure she was totally decent, she went in search of a bandaging material. In the bath closet she found her old first aid kit, from which she grabbed a few rolls of gauze, some disinfectant and more cotton bandages. She hurried back to the kitchen and set the stuff down in the counter, wanting to get it over with.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Ezekiel shuffled a bit until Maddi returned, a Doctor Who shirt now covering her frame. He gave a devilish grin, recognizing the logo and perhaps remembering one or several episodes he may or may not have watched. "Lovely shirt." Ezekiel's raspy tone responded genuinely, however there was a hint of amusement coating it.

The lad took the bandage and disinfectant in hand, before gripping the material and lowering it so that it hung off her shoulder, giving Ezekiel enough room to pour some of the disinfectant onto a gauze pad and slowly wiping the open wound. Blood stirred lightly in the wound, but Zeke tried in his best efforts to keep it as painless as possible. "Hold still, this might hurt." He murmured, chewing on the inside of his cheek lightly as he began placing gauze over the open wound and then wrapping white bandage around her shoulder, wrapping and sealing it underneath her arm.

He pulled the fabric of her shirt back up so that it covered the bandage. It was fairly noticable, but only to someone with a keen eye. "All fixed up, m'lady." Ezekiel gave an impressed-with-himself bow before turning to go back to the bookroom.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi gave him a half smile when he mentioned her shirt "Thanks, I happen to like Dalek Zec." She said lightly, referring to the half melted Dalek on the front of her shirt " sometimes knowledge is a curse." She then handed him the disinfectant and bandages, trying to remain as still as possible as he lifted her sleeve and awaited the stinging sensation that she knew would follow the disinfectant.

"Holy shiz! Dang that hurt like hell." She hissed as the pain registered in her mind and she tried to shy away from his hands, but knew that he was still working and tried her best to stay still. She bit her lip almost to the point of bleeding as he wrapped her shoulder, not because he was prodding the wound, but because she was also slightly a hypochondriac and didn't like pain very much.

Once he was finished, the boy simply turned towards the door way and began to make his way out after a small bow, but she grabbed his wrist with her good arm "Uhm, thank you Ezekiel." She whispered with a grateful expression on her face before she let go and sat back down in the chair and began to stair at the dirt walls.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Ezekiel chuckled under his breath at Maddi's show reference reguarding her t-shirt which featured Dalek Zec. He tossed his head over his shoulder to eye her shirt momentarily, glancing one last look at the Whovian. He arched both of his eyebrows up momentarily before facing forward once more and trailing his fingers along the wall as he made his way back to his room. "Oh, no problem." He shrugged casually. Ezekiel, once in his room, made himself comfortable on the chair, and whistled to himself lightly.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi gave him a short nod then she too went to bed. Sinking into the covers, she shivered slightly when she found the sheets slightly chilly to the touch. The girl could hear Ezekiel's whistles, but they slowly faded to nothing as she drifted to sleep.

She woke into a very familiar scene, except for the fact that she was asleep and dreaming of her 10th birthday. Her whole family was standing around the kitchen table with wide grins on their faces. Her mother was setting down a large pink frosted cake, Jack was securing a pink princess crown to her head, her father was singing happy birthday with the rest of them, and little Maddi sat at the center of the table, smiling at the cake and flickering candles. "I wish I could find a Prince Charming and we'll live together in his castle in Ireland and we'll be in love forever..."

Then a voice made her freeze, looking around she found Jack and her mother gone, leaving behind her dad who seemed to be very drunk "Sorry princess, but those things only occur in fairy tales. Welcome to reality" and with that he lunged towards her before she woke up screaming.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

The young lad had fallen into a deep sleep- quite the miracle for the natural insomniac. However, he was soon pulled from his oblivion of sleep as a ear shattering scream woke him up with a jolt. He fell right out of the chair, and growled as his sleep-deprived body fell smack onto the floor.

Ezekiel rolled over with a groan before getting up and brushing dirt off of himself. He glanced around, trying to detect whom was the bearer of the scream- and where it was coming from. He walked out of the reading room and traced his fingers along the side of the wall. Was it Maddi? Or Cry? "Hello? Is everything okay?" His hoarse voice whispered,  his eyes flickering around, a bit concerned.

[seopard]

Maddi

cringed when she heard someone get up out of their sleeping position. She didn't mean to wake anyone up, and so when she heard a voice in the hallway she ducked under her covers and pretended to sleep, adding a soft snore every so often. She mentally scolded herself for allowing her emotions to get so out of control and for trying to remember how life had been before she left home.

When Ezekiel appeared in her door way, she held in a breath while her heart still raced from the dream.