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Dec. 17th, 2006 | 11:34 am
Mood: worriedworried
posted by: hellion_abi in the_alterverse

She was in the gym, standing at the shooting area. There were numerous arrows in the target already. Grabbing a few more she took aim and let the next one fly, a second later it landed in the target with a heavy thud. Sweat dripped down the side of her face as she kept shooting.

Setting the bow down she took her shirt off, wearing a bitchbeater beneath it, half damp with sweat already. Grabbing her bow up once more she kept going. Her arm was beginning to burn but she tried to ignore it. When she'd gotten up to come down here for this he still wasn't home from hunting or whatever it was he was out doing right now.

Her hair pulled back, standing there with her bow, one of his undershirts and boyshorts she could only imagine how ridiculous she looked. Glancing at the clock on the wall she clenched her jaw, wishing now she'd gone out with him tonight. Worry swept over her and she hoped he was okay. Mentally she slapped herself. There were times he didn't come home til well into the morning. It was only a little after five now.

Trying to keep her mind off of it she kept shooting. Her arrows not quite hitting the target now and she knew why, her head wasn't as straight as it had been moments ago.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:16 pm (UTC)

When he finally stumbled home he was a mess. Drunk, beaten and bloody. After running into Alan the other day Hannibal started thinking about her a lot. About the life they had and the friends he left behind. Then he went hunting and on an all night drinking binge.

His gun was thrown to the floor, his boots tugged off and Hannibal hit the floor. He was pretty sure he had gotten stabbed in the leg, maybe his back but right now he didn't care.

Note to self. Drinking and vampire hunting are never a good thing to do in the same night. Unless the drinking is done after the hunting. Out cold he lay in a heap in the middle of the floor, blood seeping from his wounds mixing with the ash and grime that covered his tattered body.

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:31 pm (UTC)

She heard a nose that startled her. Setting the bow down she grabbed the gun he left for her and went out to see what it was. Fear crept through her, she hoped it was something she could handle on her own. Getting to the living room she saw him and her jaw clenched. Silently she went over to him and started to lift/drag him to the couch. It took a while but she got him there and onto it. Her muscles were screaming at her for it.

Then she went to the bathroom, grabbed some towels, wash cloths and a basin of hot water. Gently she wiped at the dirt and dried blood. She smelled the booze on him and tears pricked her eyes. Quickly she tended to his wounds, sewing him up where he needed it and bandaging the others. Then she went upstairs the shower. Things hadn't been the same between them since his friend the other night, and she didn't say anything about it.

But now the drinking was back and she felt completely deflated. Tears leaked down her cheeks as she stood beneath the spray.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)

Hours later he woke up. Sober and in a lot of pain. His head hurt, pounded. But his body felt like he had been hit with a freight train. Looking down he saw that his body was clean and the tattered cuts sewn shut. Sitting up he held his head in his hands and called out for her. God he really fucked up this time.

"Abi? Abi...baby...you here?"

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:42 pm (UTC)

She heard him, long ago she'd stopped crying. She'd stayed in the shower long past the water turning cold. Now she was in the kitchen, sipping a cup of coffee. Or at least cupping a cold of what used to be hot coffee in her hands on the table. Hearing him she looked up.

"In here."

Getting up she poured the cold coffee out and washed the mug.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:49 pm (UTC)

He tried to stand but it hurt. Slumping back down on the coach he groaned in pain.

"You think you could come out here princess?"

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 07:54 pm (UTC)

She took a deep breath and walked out, carrying some pain killers and some water. Giving him a smile she sat down beside him, leaning in she checked his bandages to make sure they weren't bleeding through.

"How are you feeling?"

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 08:00 pm (UTC)

Turning on the couch he faced her.

"I am sorry Abi."

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 08:02 pm (UTC)

She furrowed her brows when she looked up at him.

"For what?"

She didn't want to make a big deal about it, didn't want him to know it bothered her like it had.

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from: hail_king
date: Dec. 28th, 2006 08:07 pm (UTC)

"You know what."

He hung his head in his hands. He felt so bad that he had let her down.

"Sometimes it just hard."

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from: hail_king
date: Jan. 1st, 2007 03:18 pm (UTC)

He wasn't really sure what she meant by that. So he asked. "What do you need help with princess?"

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Jan. 1st, 2007 04:08 pm (UTC)

"Guide me."

She didn't think she could do it on her own, she'd need his help. Her hands cupped his cheeks and she kissed him soundly as she sunk down on him a little. It made her moan against his lips.

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from: hail_king
date: Jan. 1st, 2007 04:47 pm (UTC)

"That's a good start baby." Gripping her hips Hannibal slowly slid her down his shaft. "Just go slow."

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Jan. 2nd, 2007 01:01 am (UTC)

She licked her lips and kissed him hungrily as he begas to fill her. It didn't hurt, actually he seemed to slide in as if it was where he belonged and she didn't question it.

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from: hail_king
date: Jan. 2nd, 2007 01:31 pm (UTC)

Stroking her cheek Hannibal looked into her eyes. "You okay princess?"

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Abigail Whistler

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from: hellion_abi
date: Jan. 5th, 2007 05:28 pm (UTC)

Looking up at him she nodded and brought her arm around him, pulling him closer and kissed him.

"I'm better than okay Hannibal."

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