#rauldantedrago

Jody hadn’t expected Raul to have been this bad off. The casts, the cuts and bruises... Clara and Quinten he knew could heal scarring and wounds with their power, and Qhuinn was terribly talented in medicine. Jody gave a small sigh, unable to help it, and came to Raul’s bedside, touched his face and kissing his forehead.

“I’m sorry,” He said quietly, brushing his thumb over Raul’s cheek. He stood up, setting the small antique silver vase of bright pink bougainvilleas on the small dresser in the hospital room where they were out of reach but easily seen and admired. Jody pulled over a chair as close as he could, looking near tears, taking a slow, deep breath.

“I don’t remember this weekend... So... I know that my dark side came out. I don’t... I don’t think I hurt anyone. But I know I didn’t help anyone. I’m sorry, Raul. I’m so sorry...”

[text] You can ask me anything you want!

[text] Is everything okay Raul?

Text - Are you okay? Please tell me the truth.

rauldantedrago:

Raul probably shouldn’t be reading while he walked back to his cell.

He knew that, but he always had a better chance of being ignored if he looked occupied. Of course, it had his dangers and he shouldn’t have been surprised when he nearly ran into someone. He cleared his throat, looked up and muttered a quick apology, “I’m sorry.” He moved then, with the intention of moving past them. Eyes already back in his book.

Lucas smirked as he shifted position to block the man’s attempt to walk away.  “Apology accepted, provided that you agree to make it up to me,” he said.  He’d been coming down to the cells to find a night’s entertainment, this man would do.

[Text]: Of course, I am a doctor. That’s very generous of you, come by my house sometime, we can get you all set up to donate. 

One thing that didn’t change about Juniper when she changed was her love of hot showers, in fact it seemed to have increased. The feeling of the hot water flowing over her cool skin almost made her moan as she ran her hands through her hair tilting her head up to let the water flow over her face and hair. It was her favorite part of the evening, taking her shower, so when she heard the door open she didn’t automatically respond until the shower curtain was pushed back and someone stepped into the shower with her. “Is the water okay or is it too hot?” she asked.