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Alec woke to the sound of arguing and the feeling that his skull would split in two if he did anything more strenuous than breathing too deeply. Something that he doubted he could do judging by the way his chest ached with each inhalation, his body aching as if he'd been thoroughly beaten. Which, Alec realized was true. His memory was hazy but he remembered being attacked, outnumbered and separated from his siblings. He'd fought hard, but he'd been overwhelmed, taking a blow to the head that had caused the world to fade to a terrifying black.
But it seemed that someone had rescued him. Or more than one someone from the voices that argued nearby. Cracking open one eye, he immediately regretted the movement as the flat surface beneath him rocked, almost causing him to be ill. Then, he realized that the surface was moving in a way that meant that he had to be on a boat.
Getting control of his stomach, Alec opened both eyes this time to see that he was on a bed and near the foot three people argued. One had green skin. Another had blue. The other's complexion was a shade that mundanes would have considered normal, if darker than what was socially acceptable.
Their words washed over him but without true context, almost lulling him to sleep despite the harsh tones. Alec began to drift out of consciousness when someone mentioned throwing him off the boat. Since he assumed that they most likely weren't near land and even if they were, he was in no shape to swim to shore, that meant that one of them wanted to kill him. He began to sit up, biting his lip to silence sound that caught in his throat as his body protested the movement. "Killing me would be a bad idea."
But it seemed that someone had rescued him. Or more than one someone from the voices that argued nearby. Cracking open one eye, he immediately regretted the movement as the flat surface beneath him rocked, almost causing him to be ill. Then, he realized that the surface was moving in a way that meant that he had to be on a boat.
Getting control of his stomach, Alec opened both eyes this time to see that he was on a bed and near the foot three people argued. One had green skin. Another had blue. The other's complexion was a shade that mundanes would have considered normal, if darker than what was socially acceptable.
Their words washed over him but without true context, almost lulling him to sleep despite the harsh tones. Alec began to drift out of consciousness when someone mentioned throwing him off the boat. Since he assumed that they most likely weren't near land and even if they were, he was in no shape to swim to shore, that meant that one of them wanted to kill him. He began to sit up, biting his lip to silence sound that caught in his throat as his body protested the movement. "Killing me would be a bad idea."
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Date: 2013-09-07 05:00 am (UTC)From:As he snuggled closer to her, he paused when he heard a sound that sounded suspiciously like a purr. He began to ask, then reconsidered, unsure of how she might react to his curiosity. Then the question was answered as Magnus placed his palm against her chest, the purr vibrating gently along his fingers.
It was easier to pretend that the tingling against his palm was because of the purr and not because he was touching bare skin, feeling the steady rhythm of her heart fluttering beneath his hand. "I want to keep you near." He couldn't be selfish about it - her crew needed her - but he could wish to be, pretending for awhile that no one would disturb them.
"Ducks." The suggestion was slightly slurred with sleep as exhaustion finally began to tug him under. "Used to scare my foster brother with them." Not often, just those few times when Jace was being particularly obnoxious and Alec knew there was no other way to teach his parabatai a lesson. He began to explain about Jace's strange fear of ducks, but as he spoke the sound of Magnus' purr and his weariness got the better of him. His voice slowly trailed off until his breathing steadied to a quiet snore as he held Magnus close, afraid to let her go.
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Date: 2013-09-08 12:10 am (UTC)From:And with the way he felt curled around her, it was unlikely that Magnus would leave that room without being threatened. When he said he wanted her close, she had a feeling that likely wouldn't help motivate her to peel away from him even with threats. Smiling beautifully, she tipped her head to touch her forehead to the underside of his chin. Eyes closed, she hummed a happy sound and purred a little more noticebly. "Then keep me near as long as you want me."
His parabatai sounded more and more like Will Herondale. It puzzled her completely. But she really didn't want to think about it. "I'm not that fond of guinea pigs anymore so I can sympathize with him. A little I suppose?" Reaching up slowly, she slid her fingers along the sign of his face and smiled as he seemed to just drift off. Shifting closer and settling comfortably in his arms, she let her eyes close again and let his warmth and feeling of his heart against her back slowly lull her to sleep.
She didn't even move when the sound of a knock landed on the door a little over an hour later when they brought the food.