Stone The Crows - 1x1 with Lunatickk987

[Inspector_Javert]

Aaffaron

"Go in Reiven"
He took Charlie's full weight with a soft grunt, freeing the darker haired male and letting his follow Magdelena inside.

Aaffaron left the pair in the main room, heading upstairs and depositing Charlie on the bed. Using magic, he bound him to the bed, before returning back downstairs he removed the sleeping spell - leaving him to wake slowly. He entered the living room and looked at the pair - Reiven was seated on one of the threadbare Sofa's dozing slightly.

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena
She was hugging herself tightly, shaking not from the cold but from the fear that he would never love her again. She leaned against the wall by the door

[Inspector_Javert]

Aaffaron

"He is not himself. Do you wish to speak with him again? Do not worry, it is safe and I will accompany you"
He said softly, placing a hand upon her shoulder.

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena
After processing his words for a few moments, she nodded, "I... I want to try to get through to him."

[Inspector_Javert]

Aaffaron

He glanced at Reiven who was slowly falling asleep.
"Come. Let us leave him to sleep"
He turned, and headed back up the stairs to the room in which Charlie was lying.

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena
She nodded and followed him silently

[Inspector_Javert]

Aaffaron

"Where do you wish me to wait? Outside, or just inside the doorway?"
He asked softly, opening the door for her.
"He cannot leave the bed, but words can hurt, so I am unsure what protection you would like"

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena
She murmured, "Just... Wait outside the door. I want to try to talk to him. And if it doesn't work, you'll know."

[Inspector_Javert]

Aaffaron

He smiled softly, green eyes sparkling - it was odd, hadn't they been purple earlier? Must be the light. He nodded and stepped outside, shutting the door.


Charlie

He was slowly coming around in the bed, faint, purple tendrils curled around his wrists, binding them to the head of the bed. His ankles were bound together by the same tendrils, and attached to the foot of the bed. A similar tendril ran over his chest, holding him down. A soft groan left his mouth and his eyelids fluttered

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena
She nodded after a longer glance at his eyes, then walked into the room and sat on a chair beside Charlie's bed.