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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 24, 2007 16:54:20 GMT -5
Jordan looked at the boy and sighed. Darius having passed out might make it easier to take care of him. May came in the room. She helped clean Darius and put him on clean clothes. Jordan carried the boy to his own bedroom and lay him on the bed. He started at him seeing how pale and soft his skin was now that it was clean. They had not put pants on him not wanting to jolt his injured leg. Just one of Jordan's long night shirts. Jordan tucked him in knowing how cold it got at night. He sat down at his desk in case Darius woke up during the night. He had the feeling the other would be afraid if he awoke alone or with a slave in the room.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 24, 2007 17:08:38 GMT -5
Darius was really like a little angel once he was clean. His hair shined liek gold and his skin seemed so soft and pale. It liek like flower petals. He was actrually a terribly attractive young man. It was a real shame that he had been ruined by the war. His arm seemed pretty bad off too, the burn on it had scarred, leaving a perminant mark.
He really was like an angel. But he was soon thrashing in his sleep. Trying to ward things off. "No...No.." His hands seemed to make motions upon the sheets, fisting them liek drumsticks. He was seeing something from the war. In less than a minute, he jolted awake, hiding his ears with hsi hands, screaming yet again. His throat was so raw from the easlier screaming he had done that it was much softer. Much weaker. He didn't even see the man in the room with him. He was too busy tryign to get the sounds of cannons out of his head.
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 24, 2007 17:15:51 GMT -5
Jordan was jolted from his quiet reading by the other's screaming. He moved over and gently pried Darius' hands away from his head. "Calm down... you are not on the battle field child. You are safe in the bed of a priest. No battles will happen here." He pet the other's head and moved him to lay back. He kept brushing the other's hair back. Jordan had noticed the other was attractive. It was the only challenge he had in maintaining his vow to the Lord, his attraction to those of the same gender. He gulped, his face did not show his slight discomfort as he pet the other to soothe him.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 8:46:26 GMT -5
At first, the small boy did not feel the hand stroking over his hair. He didn't hear the soft voice. He could only hear gunfire and cannon shot and the screams of the men as they fell around him. He could only see the staring vacant eyes of his Captain staring up, an oozing hole in his head. His chest heaved and his body shook.
It took a bit to make him lay back. He was actually pretty strong. Probably from dragging around a drum all over the place. His body calmed however, as the stoking continued. He pressed his face into the hand and sighed once he was calm again. His voice cracking. "Not child...Daruis." His voice was raw and about to give out from his screams. "Daruis..."
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 8:56:50 GMT -5
He nodded his head and gently caressed the other's cheek. "Darius. you are safe here. I am Father Jordan Winterborn, you may refer to me however is easier for you." Most of the children called him Father while the older people called him either Jordan or Master Winterborn. He didn't really much like the latter but it was hard to break people from their habits. "I will stay right here if you'd like so you can get more rest." He thought the other needed days of sleep. He wasn't going to force him out of the bed any time soon even though it left Jordan with no place to sleep. He didn't mind, he had gone without sleep before when he had brought some slaves that were so broken they could not even move.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 9:07:32 GMT -5
Daruis leaned against the soft and gentle hand. Somehow, this man made him feel conforted. He felt safe. But he was afraid to sleep. When he slpet, he saw the war. He saw terrible things no child should have seen. And sometimes, he almost saw what had happened to him that one night he had been caught stealing by a buch of slaves.
His small hands clamped around Jordan's and he whispered sleepily. "Captain..." That was who this man reminded him of. HisCaptain had been a good man. When the men in the army were getting needy, his captain would keep them away from him. His captain had always given him extra food on the sly. He had worshiped and loved his Captain. "Stay here, Captain. I'll sleep better with you here."
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 9:14:13 GMT -5
His brows furrowed at hearing him call him. He did say he could call him whatever was easier for him. He just hadn't expected that one. He nodded his head and moved to seat himself more comfortably on the bed. He let the other keep a hold of his hand. "I'll stay you just rest." Jordan looked at the other's face seeing how tired the other looked. It seemed this captain the other called him by was the only one that showed him kindness. He wondered if that man had hidden intentions. As kind as Jordan was living at a time like this made him think the worse of more people. Even thinking like that he still extending his hand out to help. He didn't care that one day somebody might just shoot it off.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 9:37:35 GMT -5
He squeezed the other's hand softly and pressed his face against it more. His eyes slid closed and he snuggled against the hand. He was glad that Jordan would stay. When his Captain was around, Daruis was always safe. Always. He even smiled slightly and he snuggled against the man's palm. Soft lips brushing against them in a small, tired kiss. As if he didn't even know he was doing it.
"Night, Captain..." He actually moved a little to hug the man's arm. He was not going to let Jordan go anywhere. Not when the man's presence was sure to keep the nightmares away.
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 9:44:55 GMT -5
Jordan could not help but blush a bit as the other kissed his hand. It was such an odd feeling. He looked down at Darius then took his bible from the side table. He was going to need those words to keep himself from thinking impurely about this boy. He let Darius hold his arm as he held his bible up to his face with the other hand. He couldn't reach his reading glasses so he was going to have to squint a bit to read the words. "Good night Darius." He responded softly and then read the words on the crinkled pages to himself.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 10:13:48 GMT -5
Daruis turned agaisnt the heat of the body next to him and hugged the arm tighter. He lightly sighed and murmured in his sleep. Really, he needed the sleep badly and he seemed to have not gotten a lot of sleep. He couldn't really relax while his leg was hurting. He relaxed and actually looked like he was managing to get a decent night rest.
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 10:20:19 GMT -5
Jordan looked at the other hearing him murmuring. He brushed hair away from the other's face and looked away once more. He hoped the other was sleeping peacefully. It must have been hard being on a battle field. He himself had never had to be part of a battle. He'd been in a lot of one sided fights but that was about it.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 11:45:04 GMT -5
The boy smiled in his sleep at the touch and attempted to roll. He seemed to want to hug the other while he slept. His voice murmured sleepily. "Captain..." He he had his way, Daruis was probably going to make this man into a pillow and a sleeping toy before this night was over.
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 11:58:52 GMT -5
Jordan noticed the other was trying to roll over. He looked at him and wondered how the captain treated Darius if the other expected to be held. He frowned and hesitated but Darius made the choice for him by rolling onto him. He looked down at him and gently held him.
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Post by pvtdariusangelico on Apr 25, 2007 12:21:18 GMT -5
Daruis smiled softly and suggled into the embrace. He seemed so much better now that he was before. Stioll, it was obvious that he was much too light for a young man his age. It would take a gereat deal of tiem to return him back to full health. He was also going to need a lot of help to get over the war and everything else he had been through. It was also obvious that he was not going to be letting go tonight. The man was stuck with this young, fragile drummer clinging to him.
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Post by Lady Sin Ra on Apr 25, 2007 12:33:07 GMT -5
Jordan placed the bible down on the bed and leaned back so his back was against the headboard. He would not lie down, that would be a bit sinful. He looked at Darius clinging to him as he was thinking of how frail the boy was. He wondered at what Darius might have been like before the war. He was a child destroyed. He pet Darius' hair and let his own eyes slide shut. He fell asleep in the upright position.
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