#mangledchaos

Too damn early, too damn cold, and too I’m missing my fucking shoes. So an average Monday morning. Well, really, it felt more like a Sunday. Because her Saturday never quite ended.

Wait, it was Monday, right?

Naked (and cold) feet dragged her across the streets. The hotel she was crashing at was some ways away this time; last night she’d had the cash for a cab. But with the way she budgeted for her morning, she’d been expecting her latest partner to take her home.

Yeah, he was a delightful prat. His girlfriend? Oh, even better. It was a boring cliche, one she’d lived through many times. 

She hadn’t even had the chance to grab anything beyond her shirt and shorts. Yeah, she wasn’t going back to that party any time soon. It wasn’t that great anyway.

Miserable as she was, was it any surprise she wanted to stop the pretty, dark-haired man? Maybe he wouldn’t be so vastly above giving her a ride to the hotel. Okay, wild shot from all kinds of hell, but she had to try.

“Deep and clean,” Jasmine observed, gently  touching around the wound. Reaching in one her pockets she pulled out an antiseptic wipe and began cleaning the cut, careful not to irritate it, or cause more bleeding.“…but I think we can get away without just stitches.” A comforting smile tugged at the edges of her lips, before her eyes returned back to the injury as her hands began to dress it. She had found this strange man in alley, banged up and bloody, by the looks of it, he had gotten into a fight, a very dangerous fight. So unwilling to leave a person in need, she had managed to bring his unconscious body back to her apartment, and treat all of his major wounds. It wasn't until she was almost done, patching up his minor cuts and bruises that he woke up and now he was just staring at her, watching her work. “I'm finally done,” she said taking off her gloves. “I would prefer you going to a hospital but you'll live. Do you need anything Mr...oh, I don't even know your name.”

@mangledchaos

The love spirit kept his eyes on his arrow, adding feathers to the end of the arrow. “So why are you here, most only come to see me if they want someone to fall in love with them. Or….” He said looking up at the stranger. “To try to seduce me” he said winking at them. “So which is it you want?”

118. “Don’t question my authority!”

Growling the man turned quickly to look overhis shoulder at the man. How dare this beingquestion him! Kylo Ren, the leader of the Kightsof Ren.            “Don’t question my authority! Unless you           wish to have a painful death!”