Panic with Sharmila

[morgan]

Sharmila Priti

-Under the Protection of Fabian McDonald & Nuello O'Connel-
-Pregnant Loup Garou-

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"Open up please open up!"

*It was Yuri, bang on Fab and Nue's door, almost half climbing it. He wanted in just to get them to come out, and he was doing it the one way he knew how. He didn't know what was wrong with his sister. When she had came upstairs and to their room, she had someone else's shirt on and being carried by Fabian. That should have been the first sign that something was wrong with her. Yet no one ever said he was bright, he was doing good to have the intelliegence of a seven year old with the hell he had been through. He was half sobbing as his fist hit the door. He was willow thin and looked more like a rack of bones than a fifteen year old boy's body should be. There was no bit of flesh that hadn't been scarred in some shape or form. There were whip marks, from prolong beatings to eve wolf bites the jaws large than what Shar's could ever do. The tracks in his arms were the scariest, mostly because they were still healing along with some claw marks on him. He was shorter than Sharmila and looked almost painfully thin where Shar had the pups and her muscles to help make her look bigger. If it wasn't for the eyes there was no way to tell that they were even kin. He didn't try the knob on the door remembering the one time he about walked in on his sister had a bottle of shampoo come flying at his head. He never knew a woman to have that much shampoo when she had short hair. He was glad she let it grow out, it looked better than the short spiked stuff she had worn. She looked more feminine more like a woman than a woman trying to be a man.*

*Shar on the other hand didn't know what was going on outside of the ball of blankets she had curled into. She was still cold but the good thing was the heat she had was wrapped around her pups. They and her organs were safe nice and warm while the rest of her thought she was freezing. She snuggled deeper into the blankets and sheets, still in the flannel shirt on. Yuri had helped to pull her clothes off after Fabian leaving nearly having a fight when he went to pull the flannel shirt off of her. He had stood there calmly after she got her hands out and undid the knot she had put in the sleeves. Yuri coming to help when she started growling at it. The boy helped her with it stepping back as she worked her way out of her sweater and bra under it. She throw them at Yuri's head before sticking her arms back through the sleeves. Yuri then went hunting through one of her bags pulling out a pair of boxers that had goofy smiley faces on them. He went back to help her out of her pants before she took the boxers from him. She tugged them on and flopped around till she got comfortable. She wanted to stay warm and it was warm. She curled up as tight as she could within the blankets. Yuri had went about the room putting things into a pile for her to deal with later. Sneaking down to bring her jacket up for her. He watched as she shivered and whined, moving to lay down by her.*

*Now the boy was half dressed in a pair of blue jeans and socks banging on their door. His narrow frame coating in sweat from trying to wake Shar up. His dark hair damp and curling on his forehead. He was almost screaming as he banged on it, using his fist on it, leaning on his elbows against it. More than likely when the door opened he would fall inside the room.*

"Fabian! Nuello! Open up! Something is wrong with Sharpie! Come on guys!"

*He was wigging out quite literally, he had never seen her sleep all day. Normally she was up the second the sun was up even if she had just went to sleep a couple of hours before. Now she had sleep all day and was whining again, curling to one side and than the other. Sometimes laying there with one arm tossed up above her head a cold sweat having broken out on her. One of the blankets smell a bit like a tiger and the room down below. Showing she had been up and about at one point. The envelope Syd had pushed under the door had been picked up by Yuri and set on the desk, out of the way of being walked on.*
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[The Captain]

It wasn't a giggle, he doesn't care how it sounded .. Nuello does -not- giggle! He would maintain that fact till the day he died! However, he does giggle softly once more as Fabian reaches out to tickle lightly across his bare sides before nuzzling closer to the larger male. It had been a long day full of misunderstanding, fear, hope, and finally, -understanding-. Of course, it had also been filled with tension, panic, and shopping .. the last one a bit surprising as far as Nuello was concerned.

Nuello nuzzles lightly along Fabs' jaw, the older shifter whining happily at the sensation, turning to press a kiss to Nuello's lips when the banging begins at their door. Fabian snarls, his entire form tensing in Nuello's arms .. Elly tries to bite back his own snarl, his entire form going rigid, protecting Fabian in his arms .. until he recognizes the pleading voice. Damn it .. if Yuri wasn't careful, he was going to wake up the entire damn Inn!!

Nuello slides off the bed, leaving Fabian behind, the older shifter groaning and growling as he makes himself leave the comforting heat of the bed. He stands and follows Nuello to the door, tossing the larger man his pants, both of them dressing quickly in at least pants for now. Nuello yanks the door open, snarling down at the youth.

"What the hell is your problem, little man!? What's wrong with Shar? Go .. to the your room .. come on .. we'll check on her ..."

When he calls Yuri little man, he would pick him up by the nape of the neck, his long, strong fingers digging faintly into the flash, grabbing him as a wolf would grab an errant pup, though not using his mouth inhuman form, obviously. But yeah, when he grabs him, he would lift him clean off the floor, turning until they were facing Shar's room, following him toward the room, Fabian at Nuello's heels.

[morgan]

Sharmila Priti

-Under the Protection of Fabian McDonald & Nuello O'Connel-
-Pregnant Loup Garou-

*Yuri made yipping noise that sound human and animal at the same time as the door was yanked open, almost falling through the door. He made the noise again when Nuello pick him by the back of his neck. He didn't weight anything, it would be a good guess he might weight ninety pounds if that. His feet swung for a moment before he relaxed some, he was getting them to come and check on Sharmila. Sharmila had grabbed him enough times by the back of the neck that he almost went limp when she did it. He knew she wasn't herself right now, hell right now he couldn't even go outside to play with the two dogs. He swallowed, not really having shut the door completely, leaving it cracked opened an inch. She had him worried, she was all he had left for a family the rest of the old pack gone. She protected her family, as bad as any mother wolf would, she just hadn't know what would happen to him when she left the first time but their parents had been alive than. He made a soft whining noise when they got to the door, his violet eyes peering at the door.*

*When the door was opened completely, all that could be seen of Sharmila was some of the sweaty blonde locks that were still outside of the blankets. There was a huge ball of them, all the sheets and blankets wrapped around one form. With all of them on her it was hard to see the shaking she was doing. The stabbing spasming pain in her stomach, it was from being cold. The blankets were helping to keep what heat she had hers, and most of it was wrapped around her pups and organs. She whimpered under blankets, squriming to buried herself deeper into them. She didn't wanted to come out from under the blankets, she wanted to be warm again.*

*Yuri started to squrim now that they were in the room, he had done what he thought was right. His hands going to the hand on the back of his neck. He twisted some tilt he got loose turning to look at them. They protected them, they could help, that and they were like Sharmila. They had to know something to help her.*

"She never sleeps late, for any reason. She is cold to the touch."

*He went to the bed and tried to undo some of the blankets, a growl coming from within them though no movement to come out. It could been seen that she was tighting up more into a ball, more of her blonde hair vanishing inside of the blankets. She was normally a very neat person, but the sweater and jeans were still piled where Yuri had taken them off. Yuri back up from the bed looking at her, well the blankets anyway where he knee she was at.*

*She was sick not really, it was just how her body was reacting to not having enough heat back yet. She could borrow heat put off but it never replace what her body lost, it gave her comfort and enable her with a chance to relax and rest. Even with all the noise Yuri had produced she hadn't came out from under the covers. If they braved the blankets to pull her out of them or them off of her. The would find her body cold, though not as cold as she had been after healing Jaime, she was warmer. Just she had broken into a cold sweat and it just happen to get her feeling colder, and than the pain had started to. It hadn't been so bad to start with but it had gotten worst and that was what had her in bed, shivering. She growled slightly, feeling like someone else was in there. One pale hand coming on to grab the edge of the blanket and pulling it on down more into her ball. She had growled some words in the last growl but it wasn't real understandable as to who it could have been at. Her fingers still curled into the blanket, around her finger nails were showing it the worst. It was like she had been outside too long in her underwear making snow angels. The beds of them a light blue color.*

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[The Captain]

Fabian was -not- in a good mood when the door is suddenly assaulted by the worried youth, the moment with his friend broken. He bites back a snarl, managing a faint growl that is far less threatening than the noise he truly wants to make. However, he is out of the bed a few sort moments after Nuello, not used to the larger, younger shifter taking point on anything. Not that he didn't -let- him or anything, Nuello just tended to be a slightly more submissive person when Fabs is around, so he's taken a bit aback.

However, when he sees Nuello grab the youth by the nape of the neck, he almost snaps, managing to keep the sudden welling of anger somewhat capped, so as not to start another fight with his friend. After all, they had just spent the long day making up and getting comfortable with one another again, something he didn't think would ever have to happen .. them having to -try- at being close. It was actually rather terrifying, because he just doesn't like the unpredictability of the situation, or the sudden arrival of the pregnant shifter. She was trouble .. but she's also -in- trouble, packless, and needed protection. Sometimes, he wants to curse his nature, but he is what he is .. something he had come to terms with decades ago. Oh god .. it -had- been decades ... he tries so hard not to think about that, watching as Nuello carries Yuri to his shared room with Shar.

The sight that greets them is not very promising and Fabs winces faintly, silently berating himself for letting his own personal problems keep him from doing what he was supposed to do. He was supposed to be protecting the poor female and her unborn pup(s). When Yuri walks to the bed, he walks forward, his hand resting gently on the small of Nuello's back .. not that anything was small about his behemoth.

"Nelly, go on back to bed, rest up, fy cariad. I will sit with her."

For a moment, Nuello looks as if he will protest, though it is not being sent away, but the fact that Fabs wouldn't be coming with him. He whines softly in protest, reaching out suddenly to catch Fabs about the waist, pulling him up, in to his arms. He nuzzles lightly along the older man's jaw, Fabs whimpering softly before their lips meet in a light, far too brief kiss. When Nuello sets Fabian on the ground, the older man staggers for a moment, missing the warmth of the embrace, watching sadly as Nuello turns and sulks from the room, dragging himself back to their shared room.

He turns toward the bed, once more fighting down the wave of anger, unable to help but think that Shar had come between him and his. He takes a deep, silent breath and watches as Yuri walks back to the bed, trying to pull the blankets away from the cold woman. The sound of the growls almost calls forth his own authoritative growl, but he manages to make himself behave for the moment. If she protested his help, -then- he would remind her who has rank .. and who does not.

"Yuri-bachgennyn, go sit down at the desk, alright? I will take care of Shar. She is simply cold .. it is not that bad, don't worry."

In truth, he had no way of noting how bad it may or may not be, but he does know that he could do nothing for her with the young man hovering, it went against his every instinct as a wolf. The boy was useless, far too young for his age, and weak .. Fabian could -smell- the weakness on him, and it was a cloying scent that was about to drive him out of his mind. He actually finds himself wanting to take a nip out of the boy, but he'd do no such thing .. again, he is no longer an Alpha, though he is beginning to long for those days, a fact he keeps dearly secret from his precious Nuello.

"Shari, it's Fabian .. I'm going to pull the blanket back, alright?"

He kneels carefully on the side of the bed, so that he can dive backward if she attacks. Carefully, he grasps the edge of the blanket and pull sit back.

[morgan]

*Yuri looked up from where he was standing, he wanted to pull her out of the blankets. He just didn't want her to turn and attack him, his hands rubbing the scars on his stomach. He whined slightly but he did as he was told wandering over to where the desk was. He climbed on top of the desk, pulling his knees up to his chest. He sat near the note from Syd, he picked it up and showed it toward Fabian. He jerked slightly when he heard a door slam somewhere else in the Inn.*

"This was pushed under the door when we sleeping. It has Sharpie's name on it so I haven't."

*He grew quiet again on the desk, pressing back into it and the wall. It showed slightly he was use to hidding and getting out of the way. He had seen his sister when she snapped before, but her eyes were hidden he wouldn't even know where she would go to stay out of the way.*

*Sharmila though wasn't going to snapped, it required too much work. That pale hand fought to try and keep the covers up over her. The blanket she had worn wrapped around her as tight as she could was about half way down in the pile. Showing she had gotten some more blankets at some point to try and warm up more. The edges around her nails were blue atleast the whole nail bed wasn't, it showed there was some warmth in her body just not everywhere it need to be. She wasn't really awake enough to be much good at the moment, but she moved. Sharmila was rolling over under the blankets, turning from laying on the other side, facing toward Fabian when he tugged the blankets down. She started to growl and try and fight to keep the blankets around her, the growl was cut short. Maybe cause she knew it was Fabian? It didn't stop her from trying to keep the blankets wrapped around her. She wiggled slightly under them, staying curled up in a ball even as she peeks over the blankets. She keep it up over her mouth and nose for the most part. If and when he got the blanket tugged down he would be able to see the edges of her lips were a light shade of blue too, the center still fleshy and pink. Part of the flannel shirt showing still under the blankets, showing that Yuri still hadn't managed to get it off of her. It had started to smell a bit like her from wearing it as long but it still smelled of Nuello too. Her eyes blinked looking at Fabian slowly focusing on him though she wanted to keep the blankets up covering her. Her belly and internal organs were still nicely warm since that is where most all of her body heat was. It was hard to tell if it was just the healing that had gotten her this cold or if the walk to town she had done right before the healing. She had to swallow and cough slightly before she started to talk. She wasn't as snappy sounding, just sleepy sounding.*

"What is it Fabian? Can't I sleep?"

*If she had know she could get away with it she probably would have done slid off the bed and curled up against him. But she still didn't know where she stood with him or Nuello. She was under their protection and had to listen to them both though Fabian did more of the talking and Nuello telling her to be more feminine. The telling her to be more feminine had been something Joey had said and tried to get her to be. It had just pissed her over more hearing it from someone else. She had been on her own since she was sixteen and worked as a mechanic. Now she couldn't even do that to earn money. She blinked lifting her head slightly before her head before it fell back down on to the bed. Sharmila blinked looking back at Fabian, swallowing again before she spoke. She had saw someone on the desk she just hadn't focused hard enough to see who it was, too much work.*

"Where is everyone?"

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[morgan]

played out in room

to see what happens now after Fabian helping Sharmila watch All hell Breaking Loose *giggles*