Routine [Sima Oratio]

[Sima Oratio]

Sima looked down at her, his demonic ears easily picking out her words. He bent down, eyeing her dress only to find the would. Sima accidentally tore some of the dress with his claws, as not being used to using them. "Don't say that!" Sima spoke rushed with tears in his eyes. For a moment he swore he was losing her. Sima's body was no longer elevated in that emotional state, yet it was still in the form of a demon, their was only one way to revert the changes, but Sima was far too pre occupied with something more important. If she couldn't keep her promise Sima was going to keep his, without losing focus Sima tore a long piece of her dress. "Your an idiot!" He spoke loudly as he took the strip and tied it around her waist covering the wound. He crossed the strip and squeezed it tightly tying it to keep the blood from spilling out. Sima then picked her up bridal style, despite the immense pain he felt in his arms, from the muscle tearing earlier, he lifted her regardless. Sima made his way back as fast as he could, his own vision was blurring, that state was rather taxing for him, despite this however he was determined, no amount of pain was going to stop him. 

Sima made it back to her home in record time, opening the door. He made it look easy, but the pain his arms felt were tremendous. He set her down on the floor in the kitchen, it being rather clean. He didn't bother shutting the door, he instead took his claws and made an incision down the side. Sima wasn't caring for pleasantries right now. He also tore what he had tied earlier to keep the blood from coming out. After doing undressing her Sima checked the wound which was still bleeding rather quickly. Sima went to the bathroom and grabbed any material that could help him. Their was very little in this era. Sima did his best, he turned on stove the stove. Sima then took off his jacket and shirt. Sima specifically bought this same type of shirt because of it's properties, it was good fabric for using for wrapping injuries, and the threads were strong enough for stitches. Sima used his claws to sew her wound, he did this very quickly, using threads that he pulled apart from his shirt. This was a difficult process for him, and the smell of blood irritated him. 

After stitching her up Siam placed a fork in the oven, heating up enough to be hot to the touch. This was crude but effective, the stitches were not doctrined, so this was insurance so to say. Sima used the hot fork to make sure all the threads were properly places and any wound that wasn't able to stitch would be coterized. After doing this Sima grabbed some water and some towels and began cleaning her off, he then set her in the bed, where he went to close the door locking it. Sima then went into the bathroom to wash himself up. Happy enough that she would survive Sima turned to the second thing on his mind, those demonic features. Their was only one way to get rid of them. Sima tore them off one by one, he tore his fangs out, tore his ears out,  tore his claws off, and tore his demonic features off, he threw them in the oven to burn, the only evidence that would live was his teeth. After doing this Sima cleaned everything up and headed back into the bedroom. Figuring Lillith would need as much room as possible Sima sat down beside the bed, and decided to keep an eye on things for the night. 

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Lilith felt her body being raised, and it hurt. That’s all she could think about, was it hurt. She hear her thoughts repeating themselves It burns… it burns… She kept her eyes closed, but was able to move her head slightly, groaning lightly, and pushed her face into the chest of whomever was carrying her. It really should concern her more, who it was, but she felt safe in the arms of the person, so she didn’t question it. She’d heard a voice before, one she knew, but she was to far gone to place it. The pain was growing, her head throbbing, her breathing quickening. She knew when they had stopped moving, when she was being placed on the floor. She knew these things, yet she made herself remain silent, unmoving, even when she felt a strong breeze as her dress was torn off. She didn’t care, she just wanted the pain to go away. She was mostly successful in remaining silent, until she felt something even hotter than her wound searing through her system. Her body jolted and she let out a small scream of pain, tears sliding down her face through closed eyes. It was painful enough to knock her out for a while, so she was completely unaware of what was going on.

The next time she awoke, she felt more comfortable, on something soft. It actually felt very much like her own bed. The pain was more dull now, though still very much alive and present. She didn’t know how long it had been, but she knew she was alone, so she kept her eyes shut, not wanting to face reality just yet. She would imagine she was in her own bed, she would stay calm and not cry. If she could control it, she would. She heard someone come out of a room and towards her. It sounded like they were just sitting next to her, watching her. She wanted to feel creeped out, but she knew this presence. It was comforting to her. Why? Lilith wanted to open her eyes, to see who it was that had helped her, spoken to her and saved her, but she couldn’t find the strength to keep them open for long. So with what she did have, she struggled to tilt her head and peek her eyes open just barely, to see who it was.

Sima? He looked terrible, racked with worry and pain. Was it him who had helped her? Fought those men, stitched her wound, brought her home? Had he protected her? No, it had been that demon man, hadn’t it? But the voice had sounded so familiar, and she’d thought she’d seen Sima’s face back then, didn’t she? But if they were the same, would that mean Sima was fated? It didn’t really matter to Lilith, but it made her curious as to why he hadn’t said so. her eyes slid shut again, not able to stay open any longer and she felt her body and mind slowly falling again, and her thoughts became muddled and slow. She gave into sleep now, knowing she was safe if he was there, despite her curiosities.

This time when she awoke she was much more aware. There was a breeze around her, and she remembered that her dress was torn in order to get to her wound. She could still feel the presence of Sima next to her, and she really wanted to thank him, but she couldn’t move yet. Her mind was awake, but it was taking a bit more for her body to be. After a moment, she was able to open her eyes and turn her head. She remained still otherwise, not wanting to disturb her wound.

…Sima? Her voice was hoarse, cracked from yelling so much the night before, but it was filled with worry, with questions, and with pure gratitude. She held in her emotions though, just incase she felt like crying. She’d already broken her promise twice, she didn’t want to do it again.

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Sima stayed calm, not wanting to worry her, get her excited, make her move to much. "Lillith you need some rest," He responded abruptly to her really not wanting her to be up right now, although he did want someone to talk to, however too afraid to discuss the real truth. Sima just relaxed against the wall, tired in his own right, but not as much as Lillith. Sima just waited there, not wanting to bother her while she slept. "I will leave you in a moment if I'm bothering you sorry," He spoke confidently despite the situation. Sima simply moved up to a different position so it was easier for Lillith to look at him. He chuckled slightly though, it was interesting how something like that, and Sima would be walking by now. She really was small and delicate wasn't she? Sima of course was worried because of it, but he always felt power was only best used in one manner, defense, protecting something that you cared about. 

"I'll make you soup or something later," Sima yawned exhaustingly. "I think I'll go sleep on the floor, I don't want to bother you" He sighed lightly. 

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Don't leave, please. Her voice barely made it out, just a coarse whisper of what it normally was, but she was frowning, so the emotion was still there. She had so many things to say to him, but she knew neither of them had the strength for that right now. She reached out to him, catching the sleeve of his shirt, and tugging on it.

No!... you can sleep on the bed with me. I'm okay. She blushed slightly, just wanting him to be next to her. She didn't want to feel alone while she slept, she needed his presence with her, so keep her safe, even if only in her dream state. She didn't want to tell him this, didn't want to seem that needy, so she just held onto the sleeve of his shirt, looking up at him with her torn eyes.

Please, Sima? If she had to, she would explain it later, but for now she just wanted him to accept it and lay with her. She felt a breeze yet again, and glanced down only to notice her lack of clothes. Her face instantly brightened in colour, but it still wasn't as flushed as it would have been. She managed to pull the blanket up a little with one hand, keeping the only on his sleeve. But then, she decided she didn't care, not in that moment. She knew she would later, but just then, she wanted to sleep more, and wanted to keep him by her side, even if she was dressed as she was. Clearly he'd already seen her if she'd been this way all night, so what was the difference now? She'd fret about it later.

I mean, you don't have to... She realized she could be asking to much, and dropped her eyes, but her hand remained where it was, clinging to his arm.

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Sima looked at her as she grabbed a hold of him. Sima wasn't sure why she wanted him so close, did she not see what happened last night? Sima sat on the bed for a moment listening to her proposal. It was true, Sima didn't have to, he wasn't really concerned she would not survive, but he didn't want her wounds to re open. He however did what she asked and slid into the bed, slipping off his socks only. He decided to keep most of his clothes on to hide his own wounds, which had taken care of to the best of abilities earlier in the bathroom. Sima was used to being stabbed, oddly enough anyways people found demons good pincushions. Sima kept under the covers and looked at her curiously, this way she didn't have to strain too much if she wanted to talk to him about something. It was quiet, it was quite nice, yet quite tense in the air at the same time. Sima tried his best to relax, and make sure he wasn't moving the bed with too much motion. "I can make you something if you want," Sima asked her curiously, not finding the bed too much comfortable at this time. The bed had not changedm uch since he had last been it, but he didn't like what had happened and felt responsible for it. 

Sima was akways the one responsible because he had the drive to change things, and if he didn't take action it was his fault. Sima explored something that had no value other then curiosity, and because of it Lilith was hurt. It was very simple reasoning in Sima's head. "You feeling okay?" He questioned. "Perhaps you should take a break from work tomorrow, " Sima doubted he would let her go to work. 

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Lilith felt instantly more comfortable when he laid next to her. There was a presence there, and she felt safe around him. She was still very shocked about what happened, and felt that if she slept while alone, a nightmare would consume her- she didn't want that. At least with Sima next to her it couldn't be that bad. She smiled softly to herself, still laying on her back so as not to disturb her wound. She liked the quiet, it was nice, calm. But she could feel like Sima was tense. She knew it had something to do with what happened. When he proposed to make her food, she couldn't deny him the escape.

If you'd like to, I will never refuse food of your making, Sima. Her voice had cleared some, no longer overly hoarse, but still quiet. She turned her head to look at him, smiling with her eyes. He'd helped her so much, she could never thank him enough. This is twice now, that he had saved her life.

I'm a little sore, but I promise you I am fine. Taking time off of work would do me no good. I'll be fine. She smiled at him again, and raised her hand once more to pat his cheek. Stop worrying about me Sima. You saved me, so how could I not be okay? She dropped her hand but continued to look at him with gratitude. She'd put the pieces together in her mind over the night, and though they were fuzzy thoughts, she could think right now. She'd been attacked. A man had come to save her with a voice she knew. That man had turned into a demon of sorts, and the men called him fated, but his voice was still familiar to her. She'd sworn his face was similar to Simas. Now it seemed obvious to her, what with him surviving a wolf attack, his speed, camping in the woods, fear of magic. She understood it all now, and she felt awful for him. What a retched past he must have. How badly did his old world treat him? She wished she could tell him that this world was far more accepted of Fated, and demons, but she didn't know how to bring it up. She knew he was sensitive about it, or he would have told her already.

She just looked up at him, the colour slowly making its was back into her face, as she was secretly using her magic to heal herself. Very slowly, so as not to over extort herself. She really owed this man her life.

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Sima laid their looking at her. "Well I'm taking a small break." This mean that he was not making her something to eat. "Your taking a day off, even if I have to lock the door, and go tell your boss myself" They already thought the two were engaged, and Sima was rather charming, he could talk Lilith out of work no problem! He would just tell the truth, mostly anyways. "So lay down, and I won't leave, and take a day off in the morning" Sima thought that she would have to agree, she didn't have the strength to argue regardless. Sima slid a little closer to her, but leaned in a certain way, and his attitude was more or less. "GO TO SLEEP" So Sima waited for her to sleep, he didn't want to stay up all night, but had she chosen not to sleep he was sure that was what he would be doing. Sima did feel safe in this home, however, what would the people think when they spotted the dead bodies he left. Would they simply think it was murder , or would they come to the conclusion a demon was hiding in their town. That was never good, and despite Teair having different view points Sima was almost oblivious to this, only living on the way that he did in his previous world. 

Sima was glad that he was pretty much free here, yet, something was nagging him, like something that his old world was still here to taunt him. Sima wasn't sure what it was, but Sima had to be prepared. 

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That's perfectly fine. I'm not hungry anyway. She let out a nervous laugh, admitting to it. She kept her heard turned towards him, to lazy to move it back, it required to much effort in addition to still healing herself. She had so many questions for him, but she still refrained. She knew she wouldn't wing the battle of her going to work, so she shrugged and let it go, but winced at the movement, and settled back down, sighing.

Fine. I will sleep if you do. I got stabbed and yet you look absolutely dead right now. You may need the rest more than I do. Sleep Mr. Hero. She called him that without realizing the implications of her knowing the truth. She shut her mouth and looked away from him, pretending nothing happened. She snuggled closer just slightly to get more comfortable and tried to do as he said, for his benefit now, knowing he needed the sleep.

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Sima laughed at her comments. "Perhaps I am dead, you just don't know it" Perhaps not the best thing to say, but Sima didn't really thing about what he wanted to say. Sima cuddled up under the blankets but kept a gap between Lilith and him, this was because he didn't want to to accidentally open her wounds. Sima was rather tired and did fall a sleep rather quickly, perhaps without even noticing it. In fact the plan was to make sure Lilith fell a sleep first, but Sima couldn't stay up he was really exhausted. After sleeping for a while his eyes opened up, almost brightly scanning the roof of the building. He coughed slightly realizing something was off.

When Sima looked across the room he noted something very similar. It was him! Sima's own demonic image, it lunged at Sima stabbing it's hand through his chest and then through to Lilith's chest. Then almost as quickly as this happened it was as if Sima's role was reversed and he was the demon attacking Lilith. Sima jumped up slightly in the bed, panicked from the dream he had witnessed. He slowed his breathing, and looked at Lilith to make sure that she was ok. 

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Lilith smiled and watched as Sima fell asleep. She knew he'd wanted to make sure she slept, but he was just so tired. She paid no mind to his comment, not wanting to say anything that would upset him, and she too slowly drifted off, ignoring the dull pain in her side. She didn't move while she slept, her head still turned towards him. She didn't dream, which is what she hoped for. She was scared the image of the men who attacked her would haunt her sleep, and it's why she wanted Sima there next to her. The next thing she knew she was startled awake as Sima jumped up looking afraid, as though he'd had a nightmare. Lilith sat up slightly when he looked over to her, holding in a groan as she moved the wound.

Sima, are you alright? Her voice was worried, thick with sleep, and she raised her hand to his shoulder, letting him know he was in the present, not his dream. Her eyes scanned over him wondering if he was hurt as well, after last night, but not wanting to ask. It was just a dream. She consoled him quietly bringing her eyes back up to his face and smiling at him.

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Sima looked at her confused. "Of course," He replied sternly. "I'm going to make breakfast," Sima headed back to the kitchen quickly getting everything he needed ready. He light stove letting it's heat build up, and he then prepared some pots. Sima was making the same thing as last time due to a lack of available resources. "Perhaps you should get some more food when your feeling better," Sima explained to her, Sima enjoyed the food, but he did like to have something different usually most meals. Sima grabbed water and began to let it boil, placing a top on the pot so that the water could steam.After doing his began to drop vegetables inside the pot. Sima was doing this really because he didn't want to explain anything to Lilith, it was why he so readily jumped at making breakfast. Most people gave themselves a moment to take in the day, but Sima was just jumping head first into breakfast. 

Sima was beginning to miss bacon and eggs, he hadn't had it for a long time. Bacon and Eggs, such a simple, yet amazing breakfast. Sima knew that he could eat over 10 eggs in a single sitting if he really wanted to, and sometimes did he want to, but his family usually yelled at him for doing so. "How are you feeling?" Sima called from the kitchen a bit unsure. After the pot was done steaming the vegetabls Sima prepared them on the plate, their was really no reason Lilith couldn't walk today, as long as she wasn't going very far. "It's ready," Sima spoke calmly setting up the plates in the same spot as last time. 

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Lilith took her time after he left, slowly sitting up and turning so her legs dangled over the side of the bed. It was then that she noticed her lack of clothes for the second time. Her face turned as red as the blood she saw drip off of the roses, and she quickly swiped over the blanket, using it to cover her body. She glanced down at her side, looking at the stitches that Sima had given her. She only vaguely remembered the night, from after she fell to the ground hitting her head, but did remember bits and pieces from when she got home. Lilith closed her eyes and took a deep breath, standing up and walking to the closet with the blanket still around her. She couldn't believe she and Sima slept with her dressed like that, and they were really close together too. She shook her head to clear her thoughts, and grabbed the first dress she saw, slipping into the bathroom to put it on. It was blue, simply and light, nothing fancy. Short sleeves and a skirt that stopped just below her knee. Before putting it on she wanted to bathe, get rid of the blood in her hair, but she knew she couldn't yet, for she didn't want to get the wound wet. So instead she wet a cloth and wiped away the blood from her skin, and out of her hair. She then put on the dress and fixed her hair into a messy type bun, not caring about it at all.

Lilith let the bathroom and made her way slowly to the kitchen, leaning on the doorframe and watched Sima cook. He looked so intent, so focused. She couldn't help but think that he would be an amazing chef one day, in his own restaurant. She smiled. She jumped when he called, asking if she was alright.

I'm Just fine Sima, thank you. She sat at the table once he said it was ready, and looked over at him. But its my turn to ask, are you alright? She was really concerned, as her memories came back to her in bits and pieces. If she was correct in it being him who killed those men, then she saw him get very injured as well, far worse than her.

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"I'm just fine," Sima responded with a smile, Sima sat down with her prepared to eat the meals he had prepared, but he was curious. What did Lilith see? He slowly thought about asking the question, building up his confidence until he let it out. "How much do you remember exactly?" Sima asked curiously, hoping that she didn't remember much. Sima ate his food rather quickly, and ate a second helping. It looked Sima had always made sure he had a lot to eat, and it was expected considering his high metabolism "I might have to go out later too, briefly, just to see your boss, and tell e'm your not coming." Sima was using this as an excuse for something he had also felt bad about, and wanted to correct it. "I will make sure your door is locked though, you do have a key? I should only be 4-5 minutes so you don't have to worry about being alone.." Sima didn't want to leave her alone, but who was going to tell her boss, and do what he had planned? Sima had to, and this was the only way, she would be fine to whatever she wanted after today so it really wasn't that big of a deal. Sima's wounds were quite severe, but Sima's body was quite adept at handling trauma. Sima felt pain, but this amount of damage wouldn't kill him. Perhaps being stabbed wasn't a hobby of Lilith, where as Sima had been stabbed, clawed, hit, cut, many a many times. That little dagger was nothing, but she never experienced fighting or combat Sima assumed, so he couldn't grade her on a level with him for physical stability. 

"If you want, I can take you for a little walk when I come back." It almost sounded like he was talking to a dog, but Sima didn't mean this, he was trying to be kind, he didn't want her to have to stay in the house all day, but he did want her to recover quickly, and if she opened her wound it would only be the opposite. So a little walk, with Sima there for support, wouldn't be that bad. 

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Lilith paused from eating and avoided looking at Sima for a moment, but decided it would just be better to tell him the truth. She put her fork down, and looked at him. Bits and pieces. It's all rather fuzzy, I will admit... but i remember who saved me. She drifted off, wondering if he would question her more. She didn't know how he'd react to her knowing who he was, so she didn't just blurt it out right away. She looked at him calmly, before continuing.

I remember being attacked, I remember fighting him, yelling for help. Then I remember the pain, it drove my mind into oblivion. The next thing I knew my head was hitting the ground... Then I remember seeing the roses- Oh! The roses! I completely forgot! They were crushed and covered in blood...  She looked pouty, having really liked them. Anyway! I remember someone yelling, telling them to leave. Then they attacked him, and i tried telling whoever it was to run, to save themselves, but I couldn't get the words out. I remember trying to place his voice, as I recognized it. Then I remember sparks, so many sparks, red and blue...I also remember someone calling me an idiot... After that it was just being lifted and then put down... I must have passed out. Then a burning feeling on my side - that was awful. Then next thing i know, i woke up with you sitting next to me... She didn't tell him she put the dots together, but she tried to put the implications in her voice. If he wanted her to know, he would ask her, she couldn't just tell him that she knew.

And yes, I do have a key, its in my bag, She pushed her chair back, and slowly made her way to her back by the door, shuffling through it until she found the key, then walked back and handed it to Sima, sitting back down and eating some more. The food made her feel warm inside, like it soothed all of her sense. She loved that he made such things for her, she could really get used to it.

I would love to go on a walk with you. She smiled, and accepted his offer, knowing what he meant and how. She felt for some reason that he thought it was her fault, and she planned on spending the day trying to figure out a way to tell him that it wasn't, not at all.

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Sima was glad to here that she would wait for him, he began cleaning the plates that were now empty not even remotely thinking Lilith would do them, nor did he want her to. Sima left her plate out and that  of leftovers in case she wanted some more. Sima headed to the bathroom briefly making sure he didn't leave any evidence of his transfoormation behind, which it seemed he hadn't. Sima then took the key which Lilith handed him and put on his jacket. "I'll be very brief," Sima said to her. Sima left the house, locking the door behind himself. Sima headed firstly over to the library to tell Lilith's boss of what had happened, and that he was takng care of her. Her boss certainly implied a lot about Smia and Lilith's relationship, but Sima just used to further her allowing Lilith to take the day off. Sima then, after completing his first objective, which took him the required amount of time he was only supposed to spend, went on to his second objective. Re-purchasing roses, he did after all purchase them. 

After re-purchasing the roses Sima headed back. He sighed making the walk back, noticing the bodies had been removed already. It was a curious thought, who removed them? Sima could follow the scent if he wanted, but he was retired wasn't he? Lilith was top priority. Sima stopped for a moment wondering why he chose priority to her and not his own restaurant. He continued deciding not to dwell on the thoughts and just continue back to the house. He unlocked the door and opened it, heading back inside. "I'm back" Sima looked for Lilith to return the white roses to her, and tell her news that everything was fine with her work.