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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 5:05:49 GMT
Hearing the noise, Gerome looks at her quickly, studying, then frowns and reaches over. He shakes her shoulder gently. "Rowan. Row, what's wrong?"
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 5:20:59 GMT
"Rowan. Row, what's wrong?"
Jerking awake, Rowan looks at him, green eyes slitted and full of pain as she clutches at her chest, trembling "My chest... I need-" voice slipping, she hunches further in on herself as coughs rack her, unable to get the word inhaler out
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 5:32:03 GMT
"My chest... I need-"
Gerome quickly sat up as she started coughing and helped her to into a sitting position. "Make a motion about what you need. An action, an item shape, something."
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 5:44:41 GMT
"Make a motion about what you need. An action, an item shape, something."
"In-inhaler..." Rowan gasps, forcing the words past her teeth before another round hits her, twice as worse then yesterday since she skipped out on medicine
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 6:21:02 GMT
"In-inhaler..."
Without another moment's hesitation, he lept from the bed and searched for the inhaler, and at first he panicked, unable to find it, though he remembered the last they had it was the couch where he read to her, so he quickly darting down the hall and snatched it from the table of books. He ran back, bumping into the wall just slightly as he navigated without his glasses, and handed Rowan the worn inhaler.
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 6:51:00 GMT
Eyes squeezing shut the moment he's gone, Rowan pulls her knees up to her chest, face twisting as she covers her mouth with a hand, trying to hold the coughs in, hair falling from behind her ear into her face. After a few seconds of holding her breath she starts to shake, skin turning pale as she drops her arm, cough after cough sounding before she slips the inhaler past her lips when she feels it in her fingers, presses the trigger, inhaling sharply
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 7:05:16 GMT
Gerome sits beside of her, eyes studying and watching her closely to insure the fit has subsided. His dark hair was ruffled up on one side and its curls twisted around a cheekbone as he looks at Row's face. "Easy breaths."
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 7:16:16 GMT
"Easy breaths."
Catching her breath, she exhales slowly and opens her eyes to look at the wall, unmoving until she shifts. Falling back, her hand reaches out and grabs his shirt, pulling him down along with her silently
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 7:20:39 GMT
Slowly, he lays back down beside her on his side, facing her, green eyes studying as they always do. He doesn't say anything as he lets the fits fade, his hand coming to a rest on the hand that grips his shirt.
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 7:36:53 GMT
Turning on her side to face him after moments of lying still, she slowly looks up at him when his hand covers hers, gaze wavering before her fingers slip through his loosely. Moving their arms to rest near their waists, she scoots closer and buries her face in his neck, inhaling
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 7:42:45 GMT
He gives her hand a gentle squeeze, relaxing now that the danger has dissipated, eyes closing when she buries her face. "Are you all right?" he murmurs quietly, wanting to make sure. Though the tension is fading, the worry doesn't, though that was common for him.
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 7:53:34 GMT
"Are you all right?"
"Shhhh..." Rowan whispers quietly, inhaling his scent, trying to memorize it "I want to do this, while I still can..." voice slipping, her hand tightens in his, lips brushing his neck briefly
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 8:06:12 GMT
"Shhhh... I want to do this, while I still can..."
A small smile touches his lips and he remains still, his other arm wrapping around her as he holds her close. After a short moment, he turns his head and plants a kiss in her hair, touch soft.
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Post by Dia on Nov 16, 2015 8:24:51 GMT
Relaxing when he pulls her closer and returns the gesture, Ro's free hand comes to rest on his chest as she pulls back some, gaze hidden as she kisses along his jaw slowly, nervous
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 8:32:42 GMT
Gerome's eyes open, half lidded as she trails along his jaw, and he pulls back only slightly and studies her face before he leans in and brushes his lips across hers.
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