Fairy Tail RP

"Your mother became more than that. So are you." Melody smiled.

Salem coughs as he tries to sit up, then flops back down as his head spins. “Don’t know.” He lies.

"Salem. Who was that?" Kaiya asked again. "Or do I need to get your mother involved?"

“My mother doesn’t know who she is either.” He reponds, giving her a dreamy smile similar to Claude’s.

"I don't think she will be too happy about how I found you with her now would she?" Kaiya asked.

*Fenwick shakes his head.* "She just gave it to me."

“I don’t think she will be either.” Salem replies. He blinks rapidly to try to keep the room from spinning.

"What happened to you?" Kaiya sighs going to get bandages.//"its still pretty powerful regardless." Melody speaks.

Salem closes his eyes as his shoulder throbs and he plays the incident over in his mind. The wound doesn’t seem as bad as it did Earlier. “I don’t know.” He lies again.

Kaiya starts to patch his wound up "right.."

Salem grimaces. “I-if you don’t know-ow, you can’t tell her.”

Kaiya finished. "Should stop the bleeding. It'll take a while to heal. I stitched what I could."

“Thanks Kaiya.” he murmurs, as he closes his eyes. “I’m just going to lie here for a bit.”

"You can lie in a bed." Kaiya picks him up and takes him to the other room in AJ's place.

His head rolls back as he goes limp, essentially fainting from blood loss.

Kaiya sighed. "Well at least you wont be bleeding anymore." Kaiya looked at broken glass. She places him on a bed with a glass of water beside him and heads out to clean the glass.

(The wound would’ve healed quickly) “If you want.” Wyatt says. // “I guess?” He sighs.

Fleur collaspes to the ground as her starvation begins to settle the and regret sinks in. What's wrong with her? She looks down and picks up a hand, looking at her bloodied palm. She licks her lips and savors the last bit of blood that she has, licking the chunks of Salem's meat from between her teeth. She sits not far from the house.

Salem sleeps peacefully, his thiughts and dreams blank as the wound seals up. // David lights another cigarrette for light. “My mother will help you.”

"She will? Is she a nice lady?" She asks, watching the smoke.

Fleur grabs her stomach and groans. His scent hasn't left her nostrils. It's almost addictive. She begins to head back toward the house, looking up at a window, which is closet to him. She climbs it, ripping her dress in the process and enters. Growling lowly as she stalks her prey. She needs to be careful, she needs to let him heal a bit before she eats again, or she could end up eating him completely without knowing it.

“She is. I promise.” David responds. “She used to work for the Magic Counsel.” // Salm stirs slightly, turning over onto his side with a groan. The glass of water by his bed is still full.

"Well..." She looks down. "I suppose I can go." // Fleur watches Salem, she paces back and fourth from the foot of the bed. She stops growling and tilts her head at him. He looks peaceful when he sleeps. She looks over to the glass of water, and her feet tipper tapper as she walks to the nightstand and picks the water up. She sits with her legs at her side, and rests Salem's head on her lap. She puts the glass to his lips.

Salem’s eyes flutter open and he jolts up and rather quickly, moves to the other sode of the bed and falls off with a thump. // David stands. “You need to open the wall and come outside to do that.”

She looks behind him. And shakes her head. "I can't." // Fleur gasps and moves the water up to keep it from spilling.