.:: Welcome to Warblerland ::. SEMI-LITERATE

[angelblaines]

Blaine vomited several times again, traces of blood showing up. Finally he collapsed against the log, heaving his chest. He lifted a shaky arm to his mouth, and wiped it clear. He looked at his fingers, eyes dreary and sad. He could tell they were frostbitten, and if they didn't get inside soon and slowly heat them, he might not be able to use them again. He tried to stand, but his legs wobbled and gave out, causing him to fall to the ground, tears streaking his face.

[james moriarty]

Julian put his arms around Blaine to pull him off the ground and sighed. It was just one of those days. "It'll be okay, you'll be fine. The drugs are out of your system. Let's go back to Stuart." he said reassuringly, and began to help the sick boy slowly make his way back to Stuart house, shocked at his own kindness.

((WB. ))

[angelblaines]

"No..." Blaine said shakily, stumbling through the forest with Julian, "Please...I need to...Windsor....Apologize..." He said sobbing, angry at himself for all he'd done.

[james moriarty]

"No, you don't, not unless you want to lose your fingers." Julian snapped as they walked through the double doors and into Stuart house. He dragged Blaine with him into the bathroom, and started the sink, running it until the water was just a bit cooler than room temperature. He grabbed Blaine's hands in his and forced them under the water, "We better get your shoes off too - I doubt your toes are any better off than your fingers."

[angelblaines]

Blaine screamed in pain, trying to pull back and get away from the water that was burning his hands. He needed to get to Windsor too. He needed to do something about what he had done. Kurt...Oh god Kurt....

[james moriarty]

Julian held his hands firmly under the warming water; it was too freaking bad if it hurt. If Blaine was dumb enough to wander off into the forest in early November, than he deserved to be in pain. "Listen, I don't care what you have to do, and I honestly don't care how badly this hurts. You were being an idiot, so you have to suffer the consequences."

[angelblaines]

Blaine finally regained his voice, but only enough to hoarsely whisper, "Wasn't my fault." He gritted his teeth and stood still, allowing his fingers to warm.

[eelu]

((Hmm... About 8 new pages... Recap? Today was crazy, sorry I couldnt get on.))

[james moriarty]

Julian looked at him skeptically, "Oh, so wandering out into the forest alone was someone else's fault? Well that makes sense. Really." he said, his tone biting and sarcastic, "Now take off your shoes. Am I correct in thinking that you'd like to keep all your body parts?"

((Twins destroyed Logan's room (Sorry), Reed went into surgery, but when he woke up he forgot that he and Shane had ever kissed (-tear-) And Julian found Blaine freezing in the forest, made him puke, and is now trying to make sure he doesn't lose his fingers.))

[angelblaines]

((I would recommend reading it, there's a lot of detail, but basically the Tweedles wrecked Logan's room, discovered Blaine's painkillers which had been mixed with some sort of drug (who did it is currently unknown), and the drug made him mean. They dashed off to find him, as he was deep in the forest across the street. Julian found him half frozen to death, and made him vomit the drugs up. Now they're back at Stuart and Julian is attempting to warm his frostbitten fingers))
((Yeah, and the Rane thing...))

Blaine coughed, "No...I mean....The painkillers...Someone had mixed them with some sort of drug...made me act irrationally..." He mumbled, fumbling with his shoes. He eventually gave up, huffing. "I can't. My fingers still hurt."