Julian Took Out His Key And Unlocked The Door. He Too Looked Up, And Frowned. He Liked Rain, But He Didn't

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“Do you have any alcohol? He’s gonna need it,” Julian asks, already crouching down beside the young man, and looking at the wounds. He took one of the strips of cloth and dunked it into the wat water, rung it out, and then cleaned the wounds as carefully as possible. Thankfully none seemed infected. He cleaned each wound as carefully as he could. He then took the needle and thread, stitching up the wounds that needed it. He did it as fast and cleanly as he could. He took the other pieces of cloth and bandaged him as tightly as he could, but not too tight as to restrict breathing.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent shook his head. Setting out three bowls and pouring food into each. He looked out the window. But he shook off the feeling and took out some spoons to eat the stew with. The little winged lizard on his shoulder chirping and eyeing Julian. “Will you need to stay here? I wouldn’t mind to give you shelter if you need it.”

“Oh, definitely not. I must thank you again for saving my life, it’s not every day that happens.” Julian says, smirking. Julian tripped on a branch and fell on his face. His face hits the ground, and he grunts. Of course, why not! Run from guards. Ok. Run from a werewolf? Why not! Get saved by on. Alright. Fall on his face? Of course. Just his luck.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent watched still. Making sure that the ferals were indeed gone. Not laying in wait for him to leave so that they could devour the new comer. He turned on his hind leg then. Looking over the male as he spoke. He nodded and closed his eyes. It looked almost uncomfortable to change back to a human. He flinched a little but felt no pain. Till finally he was the same red headed male as before. Dressed in furs and animal skins. A cloth shirt, and breeches, but buck skin boots, and grieves. He looked to be a tribal men from the mountains. 

He looked the male over before cracking his neck, and moving to pick up his bow and arrows. “You were brave to come into these woods human. What are you running from?” He said scooping up his belt as well with the few rabbits still hooked to it. Tucking the bow back over his shoulder as he crossed his arms. 

Ah. You’re alive, Monty. Hell of a shocker, really.

You will not be soon.

*gives Lucio a quick smooch*

Ah! What?! I do not... Do it again.

Portia.... I have some sad news. While I love you and Pepi, I’m afraid I can’t visit as often anymore. I’m allergic to cats. ( ; w ; )

Oh no! I can come to you if that's ok? Maybe you can show me some places I haven't seen before! We can go on a tiny adventure!

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Yes, my Lord. I look forward to seeing you there.

Good. Make sure to wear your best, anything less will not be accepted.

Julian didn't want to get up, rolling over in bed. His mind wandered until he remembered the night before. He shot up, which he instantly regretted. He held his head. He slowly got to his feet, to check the time. He had a few hours to get this hangover in control. Which meant lying on the ground trying not to die.

He got up and threw his clothes around, trying on different clothes before settling in an outfit. His tall boots, and black tight pants. He found a flowing shirt and put it on. He decided against his gloves; he messed with his hair but it wouldn't do what he wanted. With a sigh and a glance in the mirror he was out the door.

It didn't take long to get there, and saw Ellyon staring into the fountain. He slowly walked up, before tapping her 9n the shoulder.

"It's nice to see you again, ma'am." Julian says bowing slightly with a smirk.

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Julian smiled and watched her leave, then stared at the table. She was… interesting. Really amazing actually. He got up and swayed slightly, eating the rest of his bread. He’d have to make sure he got up early to make sure he looks acceptable. He’d wear his best shirt, with it buttoned.

He slowly walked out, taking in a deep breath of fresh air before heading home.

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Ellyon had made it to the palace, barely. She collapsed onto her bed and fell fast asleep. The next morning, oh yes, she woke up with quite the hangover. Ulric brought her tea to help her headache. She spent a few hours in bed. She finally got up and put on her outfit. 

She wore a black sleeveless tunic, elbow-length fingerless gloves, black pants, and same color boots. She did put on her left one shoulder dark blue cape. Her hair in a long ponytail. She walked out of the palace and headed to the Townsquare. She was five minutes early and walked toward the fountain to observe the sculpture. She got lost in her reflection in the pouring water.

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