#iamanotherknight

A nearly agonized laugh slid from his lips as the stranger made the comment about the other guy. The laugh faded as his company continued to speak. Axel had half-expected the other to leave immediately. He knew that if the situation were in reverse, he most certainly would have. On a good day, he may have put whoever the victim was out of their misery -- just for his own satisfaction.  " 'M fine, really. Just stings a little, heh." Things were blurring in and out and he could feel the anxiety building within him, because he didn't want to admit that he didn't want to die, and yet he also didn't want to die. So it was admit the fear of death, or...die.  "Help?" He slurred out, raising his gaze to the other, closing in on being incoherent. 

He was just...bleeding from the stomach. That was all. It wasn't much, and he was slowly making his way back to where he needed to be in order to help himself the best he could. And that meant taking a Potion and falling asleep or paying a traveling Healer to aide him. He'd never rely on a Healer who was a full time resident. That would mean seeing them again and again whenever he returned to town. So, stumbling, with his hood up and hand pressed to the wound, Axel swore his vision wasn't getting blurry, but why else would he have staggered off course and ended up in the opposite direction of where he was headed? Tch. Oh well.Deciding he was too tired to press on, he used his free hand to navigate along the wall of a building, and then when he reached an alleyway, he stumbled into it and slid down the nearest wall. Hands searched for his last potion and as the liquid made its way down his throat, a shadow blocked the setting sunlight."D'you mind?" Axel managed to spit out at the stranger, in a rather unfriendly tone, as the potion started to ease the pain very slowly.In hindsight, he probably should have considered being a little more pleasant. Picking fights was what caused him to be injured in the first place. "Eh. If you think this is bad," he paused to cough, and continued to cough as he attempted to compensate with pained humour, "y'should see the other guy." 

Khint swallowed thickly and turned around to face the person who spoke. Oh no. Alternis. Shit. The spell fencer had come to the training room to work off... the extremely tedious feelings he was having at the moment. He had thought it would have been safe. But no, of course not. Coughing to try to hide the flush on his face, he crossed his arms tightly over his chest. Fighting might relieve the tension.. but it might also make it worse. "Perhaps not. I am... um... feeling under the weather."That was an understatement...

It had been too long of a time since the two lovers had been together, and what better way to enjoy the other's intimate company than with a bath? And to indulge the poor Dark Knight who could use some extra special tender loving care by his Vagrant. Toasty warm and bubbly bath water ready, Ringabel guided his lover into the tub with kisses and followed right after by settling behind his counterpart. If Alternis wished, he could lay back and rest his head on his twin's bare chest as a soft towel washed over his naked body. "Mm, you always get so dirty, love." Ringabel hummed, pressing light kisses on his neck as he worked.

"Then move closer, silly." Ringabel murmured with a lazy smile, not entirely awake but enough to register his counterpart's words and cuddling. If Alternis wanted to bask in his lover's warmth, then Ringabel would grant him that as he cuddled close. Moving his arms, Ringabel embraced the Dark Knight and pressed his forehead against his while his legs interwined around Alternis's own until the cocoon of warmth had successfully engulfed him. "Warm good, yes?"

Ringabel smiled warmly as his counterpart sat next to him, being sure to grant him every welcoming attention in form of happy kisses and cuddling even before the addition of the blanket that the Dark Knight had brought with him.The blanket brought Ringabel even closer to Alternis, extremely content to have his lover all to himself in what could be described as a snuggly puppy with his master.

"Might've?" Ringabel repeated with a moan laced with amusement and need, submitting to the arousing hair pulling and kisses completely. As much as he wanted to complain--as Alternis clearly wasn't playing fair--there was no way Ringabel was going to as he draped his arms over his counterpart's shoulders, tilting his neck to the side and welcoming more.