Arista

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Sylvia leaned down and pulled up the cupboards under the sink, her lips melting into a smile as she found a change of clothes nearly placed above her toiletry bag. She tugged them out and glanced down at the gown she'd been given, she was glad it was more of a night shirt then the standard gown. Huffing sofly before tugging the gown over her head, she debated whether or not to shower now so she wouldn't have to at her 'host's' house.

Shaking her head, she began to dress herself in her own clothes. Once the sweater she'd been surprised to find, she leaned back down to grab her small black-gray toiletry bag. Rising to her feet and wincing when she put pressure on her ankle, she straightened put her gray sweater and black t-shirt before settling back on the seat of her toilet.

"I'm ready, we just have to grab my laptop and duffle and we're good." She stated as she stretched until she could pull the door to her bathroom open, her waist-length hair falling across her shoulders as she leans back upright. She felt more human now, covered in clothes that didn't show off her body more then she wanted people to see, she sighed softly and absently fiddled with the string of her sweater.

Hopwfull things go well and I don't make too much of a nuisance of myself... She glanced down at the bag in her hands and felt a shiver run along her spine. Her fingers twitched as she fought the urge to check if it was inside, she knew she had small bottles of shampoo and conditioner as well as soap. Anything else inside would be ignored, she was going to get though this with her head held high. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Sylvia blinked when she felt amother within her room, at his question her attention focused on him with a tilt of her head.

"Yes." She offered after a moment, her ears filling with the soothing pitter-patter of rain against her bedroom window. She reached for him and ignored the thought that she was acting like a child, eager to be picked up and cradled. She wanted to shower and rest, Aleksandr's reactions were odd but she didn't feel the need to think further on them. She looked a small, nervous smile to tug her own lips up in response to the one he offered her.

She was nervous and going to a home she didn't know was making her edgy. She should of picked staying alone, maybe she'd fall down the stairs and knock some sense into her head. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Humming sofly and focusing on the task at hand, Sylvia tugged a duffle bag she kept beside her bed closer before sighing. Glad that she'd moved her dresser closer to her bed, she began to pick the clothes she'd be wearing before placing them I'm her bag. A yawn escaped her lips as she finished placing the last pair of jeans within the duffel bag before zipping it up. Shifting and bending down slightly, she tugged a bag that had her laptop from under her bedside table. Placing it beside the duffle, a sudden clap of thunder had her jumping slightly, a huff escape her lips as it passed.

"Now I just need a hoodie...I'm done Aleksandr. I just need a fee more items from the bathroom before we can go." She raised her voice so the other could hear her, her gray-blue eyes focused on her open closest and line of sweaters. Her head tilting slightly as her eyes scanned the ones she had, a gray and back hoodie catching her eye. Both fit he current moo and were warm to wear, she gave a nod and closer her eyes for a moment. She wouldn't be in this room or her home for the next few weeks. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Sylvia blinked and did as the other asked of her, she flipped the switch and winced when light flooded her vision once more. She sighed upon seeing her room and found herself relaxing into Aleksandr's hold. She nudged the male with her elbow when he remained by the door, her head tilting curiosity when she noticed he'd relaxed.

How odd this male is... She thought with a twitch of her lips, her eyes focused on her dresser and closest. She sighed softly and brought a hand up to tap her chin.

"If you'd like, I can gather my clothes while you grab something to eat from the fridge? I imagine hospital food tastes disgusting, I wouldn't know since I didn't eat." She'd just grab a few items of clothes before grabbing her toiletries and her backpack. The sky was darkening and with it the pain from her ankle becoming more prominent then before. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

At the others words, Sylvia sighed softly and with practiced ease, flipped the switch beside were Aleksandr stood. She winced when light filled the room but relaxed when she adjuster to it. Her eyes scanned her living room before focusing on the dining table that she'd bought a year ago, her kitchen drawing her gaze next.

"Alright, that door on the right is my room, the one on the left by the kitchen is the bathroom. Shall we?" Her head was thtobbing now and her urge to hit something had her fingers digging deeper into her flesh without realizing it. She'd relaxed in the others arms but refused to fully give in and rest, something didn't feel right and it annoyed her. She glanced up at Aleksandr and arched a brow, her leg was beginning to throb as well. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Noting the reaction and looking away, she closed her eyes and allowed her shoulders to slump. She glanced at the stairs an then at the male that stood a few inches away from her, she sighed and closed her eyes.

"Let get my things and leave." She bit out softly, her gaze focused on the closed door that led into her bedroom. Her fingers curled into her arms as she kept her gaze averted from Aleksandr and on her hallway. She knew the signs of someone who was uncomfortable or referring something, she read enough books to learn the body-language. Something had shifted in the others personality between one moment and the next, she grit her teeth and snubbed the thoughts. She moved he legs from the footrests they been ptopped on and stretches hee muscles, her back and shoulders tensing. She been a fool to think a friendship could form between them, hell they met only two days ago for pete's sake. She rolled her eyes and focused on Aleksandr once more, she reached her hand out and offers the other a stiff nod.

Better to get this over with the quickest, then he could probably try drowning herself in the shower of something for her stupidity. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

"I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy." She manages to say, her body relaxing as the dizzy spell passes. She glances at Aleksandr and then at her employees, she waves the three off before sighing softly. "She did say to take is easy. I guess I'm not fully over my fever yet, let's head up and grab what I need and get going. I don't want your dad waiting for too long."

Her head tilts in the direction of the still open door, her fingers twitching on the armrests. Her mind filtering through her things that she needed for her stay, a frown tugging hee lips down. She glanced at Aleksandr and raised a brow, a small smirk tugging her lips up. "It's improper to keep a lady waiting, good sir. We don't have much time." She offers in a British accent like she had earlier, she didn't wish to stay here for longer than she needed to. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

When the door drew closer, Sylvia reached forward and pushed it open. The silent and dark hall that met her sent a chill down her spine before she remembered that she had nothing to fear anymore. Rolling her shoulders as they came to the staircase that led to her home, she raised her hand and pointed toward it.

"That leads up to the second half of my home, the door ahead of us leads outside and the one on the left in a laundry room. I don't know...how we should..." Her vision faded as her words trialed off, she'd make the mistake of leaning slightly forward to gesture to the doors. She gripped thesidebars for support and swallowed the bile that had risen in her throat, her world swaying as she tried to focus on her surroundings.

The shot she gave me...it must be working now... She thought sluggishly as her eyes blinked into focus. She leaned back in her chair and we ally pointed towards the stairs once more. "We can grab my things and head off...my head hurts...." She softly hissed though her teeth as another wave of exhaustion and nausea hit her. She leaned her head back again the plastic backing of her chair, her eyes closing as she unintentionally seeked the warmth from Aleksandr she'd felt earlier. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

The moment the bell rang as they entered the bookstore, Sylvia's body went rigid and her breath stilled in her lungs.

"Boss!"

"Sylv!"

"Madam!"

The shouts rang through the air and had Sylvia wincing before a yelp escaped her as strong arms wrapped around her shoulders and lifted her up. She allowed herself to be squeezed gently and spun before her good knee came up and dug into her employers side.

"Your going to make me throw up. Put me down Wilson." She was back in her seata moment later, her hands absently smoothing out her hospital gown. Wilson sheepishly rubbed his neck and bowed his head in apology, Sylvia sighed softly and offered a small smile. Wilson was a tall eighteen-year-old with shoulder-length crisis hair and bright hazel eyes. Eater came into her view and Sylvia offered a tired wave towards the bubbly 5'3 blonde. Rebecca was the last to enter her field of viosn, her dyed violet hair tied into a bun. All three drew closer but paused when they saw who was pushing her wheelchair as well as the cast.

"Okay, so I know I have a lot explaining to do but let me grab a few things before I get into that." They backed up and nodded, Sylvia offered a smile and turned her head to glance up at Aleksandr. She pointed towards the left and the door that was hidden by a small bookshelf, her hand falling to her lap once more. @Briza

Beauty & The Beast: An Advanced Mature Werewolf Role Play (18+)

Sylvia averted her attention to the window, her lips falling into a small smile. At the mention of her clothes she relaxed her shoulders, her head falling against the headrest as rain began to fall against the roof of the Toyota. Her brows furrowed when her minds-eye repeated Aleksandr's reaction to her focus turning to him as her question was aimed at his father. At the familiar sight of her home/store Sylvia straightened in her seat and felt excitement blossoming in her chest.

"Could you help Sylv get her things together?" Were the words that snapped her attention back to the two occupants of the car. She blinked before realizing that she'd be able to grab the things she want. When the sound of a door opening drew hee attention a few moments later, Sylvia shifted in her seat. Cool air filled the car and caressed her skin, she shivered and glanced up when a shadow loomed over her seated form.

"Alright," Sylvia listened as Aleksandr began to speak, her head tilting slightly. "I'm going to need your help, again." The same hand was offered as before, a small almost nervous smile on his lips.

"Why, thank you for your assistance good sir
" She offered as she reached for his hand, her lips forming a small smirk as before. She was going to bask in this sopened until they reached the front door. She knew once they caught sight of her, chaos would ensue and she wasn't in the mood.

She noticed as her hand touched Aleksandr's how warm it was. Either she was cold and she hadn't noticed or he ran a higher temperature than normal. @Briza