
She turned position slightly, now headed dead-one for this guy's voice and heartbeat. Not being one to really say what a steady beat was, Liz couldn't tell if it was fast or slow or just plain normal. All she knew was that everytime she heard it beat she was glad. It meant he was still alive. Though she had no idea of who the man was, one could say she couldn't leave an innocent soul out to die. "I'm in the woods to your right. Just stay there for a moment, 'K'? Almost there-" With an abrupt turn, the heart beat suddenly got a whole lot louder in her ears. She raced towards the sound, hoping this wasn't some mad goose-chase. If so, this man was the most annoying creature she had ever met. The pain was forcing itself known again, though this time she needed for it to stay put so she could help this guy out. Sure, she didn't have her healing powers at the moment, but how hard could it be to heal someone without them? Faintly she included that she was about to find out just how hard or easy it would be.
Elizabeth kept on going, shoving back her own pain and aches so she could reach him. It took her a good three minutes with a steady pace at running to reach him. By the time she tumbled into where he was sitting- or had fallen?- she was panting lightly. Kicking leaves out of her way, she dropped onto the ground beside him. Hopefully at this point he wouldn't try to kill or or something, that would just ruin all of this. "Where are you hurt?" Somehow her mind instantly knew he was bleeding, though she didn't know where. It was like a radar, her mind, knowing he was bleeding and hurt, yet not showing her where. "What happened, if you don't mind me asking?" While she searched her pockets for anything to stop bleeding, she suddenly realized the best thing would just be for him to press his shirt to the spot.
In the dim light of night she didn't notice that his side farthest from her was soaked with blood and there were droplets of scarlet on the leaves around them. It ocured to her that she knew nothing of how to heal someone without her powers. Her hands started towards him but she stopped them about a foot from touching his shoulder. His pupil's and eyes. . . they were . . . large. Elizabeth blinked rapidly for a few seconds before shaking her head to dislodge the thoughts. He was still in need of help and she was still at beck and call with her own pain. Right now he needed every scrape of help he could get if he sounded as hurt as he actually was.
Elizabeth kept on going, shoving back her own pain and aches so she could reach him. It took her a good three minutes with a steady pace at running to reach him. By the time she tumbled into where he was sitting- or had fallen?- she was panting lightly. Kicking leaves out of her way, she dropped onto the ground beside him. Hopefully at this point he wouldn't try to kill or or something, that would just ruin all of this. "Where are you hurt?" Somehow her mind instantly knew he was bleeding, though she didn't know where. It was like a radar, her mind, knowing he was bleeding and hurt, yet not showing her where. "What happened, if you don't mind me asking?" While she searched her pockets for anything to stop bleeding, she suddenly realized the best thing would just be for him to press his shirt to the spot.
In the dim light of night she didn't notice that his side farthest from her was soaked with blood and there were droplets of scarlet on the leaves around them. It ocured to her that she knew nothing of how to heal someone without her powers. Her hands started towards him but she stopped them about a foot from touching his shoulder. His pupil's and eyes. . . they were . . . large. Elizabeth blinked rapidly for a few seconds before shaking her head to dislodge the thoughts. He was still in need of help and she was still at beck and call with her own pain. Right now he needed every scrape of help he could get if he sounded as hurt as he actually was.

Shawn sighed at Jake's words. Maybe it would be best to not ask questions and just give the medicine to Grace. He was right, how much luck could they have left? If this could help Grace then why shouldn't they give it to her? Again he sighed and swirled the glass between his fingers. They might as well give it to her, how much worse could the poor girl get? He looked over at the boy in white before walking towards the wounded Grace. His shoes scuffed at the floor as he walked over to her bed again. Gingerly he squatted down beside the bed and brushed a hand over her lips. "Grace? We've got medicine that might help you out." His voice was soft and barely above a whisper, the tone had a soft pleading echo to it. He brushed the hair from her forehead and leaned slightly on the edge of her bed. Both knees were resting on the tile as he hoped for a responce from the white-blond. An arm trailed over cheeks and curled into the wisps of hair at the side of her head. "C'mon, you know you want to get better." Shawn tapped her lightly on the nose with his thumb, hoping she would still be awake enough to take the medicine. Secrely he hoped she would stay awake and not scare him by being unconscious. The thought seemed to stir a new thought in his head, making him curl his free arm around the back of her neck; putting her head on his forearm. In the other hand he swirled the contents lightly, the hope still burning in his blue eyes as he stared down at her. She was bloody and broken, bruises lined her body and dirt stained her skin in spot from their fight earlier.
"Grace? Please, stay awake, you've gotta. Don't scare me, please?" His voice actually broke at the end. The arm around her became more firm as he hugged her, still careful of the glass vial in his hand. He was shaking, on the verge of either having a major melt down or crying his eyes out. His shoulder shook mostly as he buried his head in her white locks and tried to stay calm. Even after her regained composure and stopped shaking, he stayed put. There was nothing that could make him move away from her. Not that boy and not Jake. He wanted to stay in that spot forever, his head in her hair and his arm around her. Her silky locks felt incredibly good on his sunkissed arm.
"Grace? Please, stay awake, you've gotta. Don't scare me, please?" His voice actually broke at the end. The arm around her became more firm as he hugged her, still careful of the glass vial in his hand. He was shaking, on the verge of either having a major melt down or crying his eyes out. His shoulder shook mostly as he buried his head in her white locks and tried to stay calm. Even after her regained composure and stopped shaking, he stayed put. There was nothing that could make him move away from her. Not that boy and not Jake. He wanted to stay in that spot forever, his head in her hair and his arm around her. Her silky locks felt incredibly good on his sunkissed arm.

Alec could only lay out of the grass, his breath coming in short puffy gasps. With minimal sleep his energy came in random bursts that he had no control of, not even with adrenaline pumping into his system. The red of his eyes seemed to have ran into the whites of his left eye, leaving the right one blind as his power kicked in. He whinced as a numb feeling over took his left eye, though he could still see out of it. While Lulu- could she even still be considered Lew?- was standing again. It was like his body took enjoyment in forcing him to his feet. Every little smigit of movement was bringing on pain again. Both eyes flashed red, casting a soft glowing to them. Without another thought on the matter, he climbed to his feet and stared straight ahead. There was something different in his movements, a sort of grace that Alec didn't normally have. A hand rose up and speared his fingers through the blond locks, pulling it from his forehead.
"So, you've finally showed yourself. Such a coward," His voice was the same, just held a new annoyance to it. The little movements were different, the snapping his shirt to straighten it out, the running a finger tip over his teeth, even the way his eyes seemed to glow brightly in the night. "If you truelly wish for this to go down with a bang, why not just fight us yourself? Return Lulu back to normal and we can settle this." At the end of his words it turned into a snarl, almost daring the man to come attack them. He wanted Lulu to come back and be the way she was before, but that was most likely impossible. She was an auto now. Just the thought of auburn haired girl being in existance as an auto-maton made chills run down his spine. Alec lifted his hand to stare at his flexing fingers, a creepy grin etched onto his face. This would be so simple if things were to go down messy. A good fight would put him back to himself. That would show his other side- the weak side- just how much power he had over this body.
"So, you've finally showed yourself. Such a coward," His voice was the same, just held a new annoyance to it. The little movements were different, the snapping his shirt to straighten it out, the running a finger tip over his teeth, even the way his eyes seemed to glow brightly in the night. "If you truelly wish for this to go down with a bang, why not just fight us yourself? Return Lulu back to normal and we can settle this." At the end of his words it turned into a snarl, almost daring the man to come attack them. He wanted Lulu to come back and be the way she was before, but that was most likely impossible. She was an auto now. Just the thought of auburn haired girl being in existance as an auto-maton made chills run down his spine. Alec lifted his hand to stare at his flexing fingers, a creepy grin etched onto his face. This would be so simple if things were to go down messy. A good fight would put him back to himself. That would show his other side- the weak side- just how much power he had over this body.