07-28-2015, 11:04 AM
Ivan let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding when he felt a sense of menace fill the other man. His first instinct was to sit up straight, maybe even to stand, to be ready for whatever was going to happen. The sense of impeding danger was that strong.
But the man's eyes were kindly and there was real concern in them. And then Ivan felt the touch of the power and his body went rigid, as if he were being dunked in a pool of ice water. All thought left him as every part of him was on fire, a burning searing freeze, muscles bunched and knotted.
After what seemed to be an eternity of agony it ended abruptly. His jaw ached from clenching as hard as it had and his knuckles were sore from where he gripped the bed sheets. His breath came in ragged droughts, but that, in and of itself was a miracle. Despite the pain killers, breathing before had been painful. The broken ribs had made sure of that. Now, he could breath deeply- was breathing as deeply as he knew how- and there was no pain.
Gingerly he felt at his side where he had been stabbed. Nothing. And his shoulder no longer felt sore. Come to think of it, he no longer felt a bit punchy. He could think clearly too. As much as normal anyway.
His math dropped open in awe. Than man's attention was on the doorway, his cute nurse looking at them. Suddenly Ivan wondered what she had scene. The man looked terrified.
He scrambled quickly trying to think of something to say. "It's ok. I was just..."
he trailed off. "I had a bad spell for a moment and he was trying to help."
He wasn't sure what she'd do. It's not like the guy had done anything wrong. Ivan would pull rank if he had to to make sure the guy was left alone.
Still, it was up to her. And the guy. He had so many questions. He wanted to be alone with this man. His stomach rumbled and he realized he was hungry. He put on his winningest smile. "I'm starving. You wouldn't happen to have a powerbar or something on you would you, sweetheart?"
But the man's eyes were kindly and there was real concern in them. And then Ivan felt the touch of the power and his body went rigid, as if he were being dunked in a pool of ice water. All thought left him as every part of him was on fire, a burning searing freeze, muscles bunched and knotted.
After what seemed to be an eternity of agony it ended abruptly. His jaw ached from clenching as hard as it had and his knuckles were sore from where he gripped the bed sheets. His breath came in ragged droughts, but that, in and of itself was a miracle. Despite the pain killers, breathing before had been painful. The broken ribs had made sure of that. Now, he could breath deeply- was breathing as deeply as he knew how- and there was no pain.
Gingerly he felt at his side where he had been stabbed. Nothing. And his shoulder no longer felt sore. Come to think of it, he no longer felt a bit punchy. He could think clearly too. As much as normal anyway.
His math dropped open in awe. Than man's attention was on the doorway, his cute nurse looking at them. Suddenly Ivan wondered what she had scene. The man looked terrified.
He scrambled quickly trying to think of something to say. "It's ok. I was just..."
he trailed off. "I had a bad spell for a moment and he was trying to help."
He wasn't sure what she'd do. It's not like the guy had done anything wrong. Ivan would pull rank if he had to to make sure the guy was left alone.
Still, it was up to her. And the guy. He had so many questions. He wanted to be alone with this man. His stomach rumbled and he realized he was hungry. He put on his winningest smile. "I'm starving. You wouldn't happen to have a powerbar or something on you would you, sweetheart?"