1x1 Silent Symphony & Of the Falls

[Veins Of Opal]

Vicente gave a soft sigh. "Look, dear. He certainly knows that your aren't Allison. Whenever he kissed you, he may or may not have been thinking of Allison. He may have been thinking of you, or he may not have been thinking at all. Emotions are certainly strange things." Vicente said, pursing his lips. He truly didn't know what to say about it. He usually didn't interfere with Lucien's, or other's, personal business.

[Falls]

Sigma frowned. "Oh yeah? I'll believe it when he says it." She reached up to run her hand through her hair, gritting her teeth when the nervous habit was hindered by the braids. She crossed the kitchen and sat down at the table with a huff, rested her head in her hands and staring down at the table. "I hate him. I wanna hate him. He'd be so easy to hate. Maybe I wouldn't care so much if he were more agreeable. Like you." She suddenly felt very restless and she stood again, crossing the kitchen once more and looking around for something to do.

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Vicente gave a sigh. "Well, I'm sure you can pummel him whenever he gets back." he said jokingly, giving a soft smile as he tried to comfort and calm Sigma. He turned, hearing the steel hatch open.

Lucien was quite dizzy as he dismounted Shadowmere, who pawed the ground and tossed her head worriedly, eyeing her master as the blood-covered assassin stumbled uphill as to the hollow tree. The bleeding had almost stopped, but he was covered in quite a lot of blood. The wound was painfully numb, which probably wasn't a good sign. Opening the hatch with his good hand, wincing at the pain, he swung it open forcefully, the steel hatch clattering as it pushed against it's hinges. He stumbled down the ladder, half-climbing down, half-falling down into the Fort. He clutched his shoulder, snarling at the floor as he fell. He stood with a huff, glancing around for Sigma and Vicente.

[Falls]

Sigma nodded, looking towards the door when she heard a sudden commotion from the main room. She sneered, clenching her hands into fists and storming out of the kitchen and to the main room. "It's about time, you freaking--" she gasped at the sight of the blood covering Lucien's shoulder and chest. "L-Lucien!" Her eyes went from narrowed and hostile to wide and scared.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien lifted his eyes, squinting to try to focus on the Sigma's form, her voice rather mulled and hard to hear. He simply felt tired, and for a good reason too. He opened his mouth to say something, but numbly decided against it, giving a sigh as he closed his eyes sleepily, his torso and hands cold from the blood that had coated his skin.

Vicente scurried after Sigma to see Lucien as she hurried into the main room. He could smell the quite strong scent of blood coming from the room, and he knew it had to be a lot. He gave a gasp as he saw Lucien sitting on the floor, the assassin covered in his own blood.

[Falls]

Sigma dropped down to her knees and put a hand on either side of Lucien's face, lightly smacking her palms against his cheeks to make him open his eyes again. "No, no, no! Don't close your eyes. Look at me, Lucien! Look me in the face and keep your eyes open!" Her voice was stern and demanding. "Vicente, what do we do??" She had absolutely no experience in first aid or anything of the kind.

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Lucien's syrup-brown eyes fluttered open slowly, giving a glare at Sigma, though his shoulders were slumping, his loose hair tangled and messy. He was sore, and tired, and grumpy. He focused his eyes on Sigma, trying to focus on her face.

Vicente scrambled into his room, grabbing the bandages and ointments quickly , then dashing back into the main room. He tossed the bandages to Sigma, not wanting to get too close, due to the amount of blood Lucien was loosing, and the fact that Vicente wasn't sure he could control himself. "Remove the cloth from his shoulder and the shirt. Try to mop up the blood, put the ointment on, and bandage it." he instructed, scrunching his nose up at the strong smell.

[Falls]

Sigma let go of Lucien's face and nodded. "O-okay... Stay awake, Lucien," she ordered before reaching down and lifting Lucien's shirt. She easily got his uninjured arm out of its sleeve, but some of the blood had dried on over his wound and glued the fabric to the mottled skin. "It's stuck! Do I just... rip the cloth off? Can you get me some water? Maybe I can get some of the blood to let go before I try anything."

EDIT:
[brb, shower. b back in 30.]

[Veins Of Opal]

Vicente scurried into the kitchen, filling a small glass with water and quickly handing it to Sigma. He was curious as to what caused the injury, and, well, Lucien had lost so much blood he was nearly paler than the vampire himself.

Lucien numbly protested as she removed the bloodied shirt, and attempted to remove the cloth. He gave a yelp, weakly slapping at her and giving another glare.

[Falls]

Sigma frowned at Lucien and took the water. She tried her best to guess where the wound was in that mess of crimson fabric and began pouring water over it, pulling gently at the fabric and working it free as the water loosened up the dried blood. "Idiot!" she growled as she worked. "What did you do, fall on your own stupid knife?" With a final jerk, she lifted the last of the fabric away from the skin. Then she reached up for Lucien's bloodied sleeve, taking it in both hands and tearing his shirt. Though she grunted with the effort, she managed to rip the sleeve in half starting from its hem and ending at the collar of his shirt.