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Kardia and Degel 69.... No I didn't look at the prompt list. Cant wait to be surprised though!

(Did someone say uuuuhhhh vague Castlevania setting? :D )

It had been a normal day at Dégel's library. Emphasis on had been. Then there had been a mighty thud against the doors, and when he'd gone to investigate, a man half-collapsed on the front stoop. Dégel had brought him inside, as he could see blood staining his side in concerning amounts.

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Hence his current predicament.

"How much weaponry do you have?" Dégel asks the half conscious man, still divesting him of layers, weapons, and heavy glass vials. "And what is this? Water?" He asks, holding one up to the light. It's perfectly colorless, as if it is water. There isn't enough to drink, though, barely two mouthful if he's any judge.

"Holy water," his patient mumbles. Dégel raises an eyebrow, and the stranger must catch it. "I carry it around for a reason." He complains. Dégel shrugs philosophically, and sets it aside. He continues disrobing the stranger until he's naked from the waist up, and he can properly access his injuries. He dips a cloth into lightly steaming water, scented heavily of clean yarrow, and pauses.

"This will hurt," he says apologetically, and gently begins to wipe blood away from the wound, to see what he needs to deal with. "What's your name, stranger?" He asks lightly. "I'm Dégel, and this is my library." The tone with which he says it implies more than a library, that this is his home, and it is true. His living quarters are in the library, and in fact, that's where he's taken his patient.

"Kardia. I'm a hunter." He pants out, face tight with pain. Dégel sees the gash now. Deep enough to need stitches, but not so deep as to have damaged organs.

"I must stitch the wound, Kardia." He says. "Here, bite this, and if you swear at me I'll take no umbrage." He says, lightheartedly trying to inject humor into the situation. Kardia groans in pain, but there's a strained smile on his lips. He takes the heavy strap of leather to worry between his teeth, and Dégel pulls out the catgut and the sharp silver needle. It takes fourteen stitches to pull the wound shut, and Kardia's vocabulary is elucidating, though he directs none of his insults at Dégel. Instead he heaps praises on him, calling him an angel from the heavens. It's a little embarrassing. Dégel smears yarrow paste over the wound to help prevent infection, and bandages it up.

"I'll make you willow bark tea," he tells Kardia, and he makes a muffled noise of assent as he struggles into one of Dégel's oversized nightshirts. As the kettle heats over the fire, Dégel fills a basin with cold water and spirits of hartshorn, and sees to getting the bloodstains from Kardia's clothes. His shirt is barely ripped, though heavily bloodstained, and his best and long leather coat are much more badly torn. Still, they're probably the reason why Kardia hadn't been disemboweled, and had lived to fall down on Dégel's doorstep. As he's working, a loud, heavy knock sounds at Degel's front door, and he sighs, drying off his hands.

"A moment, Kardia," he says warmly, and Kardia stands up to follow him, gathering up a sheathed dagger and a couple vials of water.

"I may have been followed." He said, eyebrows creasing in a worried frown. Dégel sighs.

"You need to rest," he fusses, gently, and Kardia gives him a wink as the heavy knocking sounds again, insistently.

"I can't leave such a beautiful and kind person as yourself unprotected, now can I?" He asks winsomely. Dégel blushes, and flusters away to get the door, forgetting to admonish Kardia back to resting in his shyness. He opens the door a little, peering out.

"Your pardon, I was in the back," he says, a routine pleasantry.

"I'm searching for a man who may gave cone this way," the new stranger cuts him off brusquely. Dégel rankles a little at the impoliteness. "About this tall, brown hair, long coat. Probably injured. I'm his partner, and I'm worried for him." Dégel opens the door a little wider, stance relaxing. If they are partners, surely he should let him in. His eyes catch something shining wetly in the faint, watery moonlight. A droplet of crimson splashes down from where the stranger is holding himself at an angle, hiding one arm from Dégel. Something flashes over Dégel's shoulder before he can react, and the stranger reels away with a horrid shriek as water splashes over his face and begins to burn him like acid.

“I told you I carry holy water around for a reason!” Kardia breathes against his ear, and a second vial splashes out after the first. The stranger howls, glaring at them through slitted, blood red eyes, his mouth splitting apart to reveal a host of fangs. Dégel throws his hands up, pulling on something he always denies his has, and freezes the holy water into the vampire's skin, making him scream loudly as it pierces his skin. Kardia slides out, under one of Dégel's arms, and Dégel sees the flash of his silver knife. He pulls the frozen holy water away from the vampire's skin and coats Kardia's dagger with it. To his credit, Kardia barely reacts except to drive it smoothly into the vampire's gut and up. Before Dégel can make himself too squeamish about it, he pulls the frozen holly water up in the direction Kardia is striking, and shoves it straight through the creature's heart.

It bursts into ash across Dégel's steps, and he tries very hard not to fall into hysterics. Kardia must see this, because he immediately sheathes his dagger and shuts the door, helping Dégel back into his living quarters and into a chair. Dégel falls apart briefly, and once he calms himself down a little, he registers what Kardia's saying.

"You did amazing, Dégel, you were such a great help. I've never gotten one down so fast and efficiently," he's babbling, words flowing from his lips like water over the stones of a brook. Dégel calms his breathing, and Kardia smiles at him warmly. The kettle is steaming, he notes dimly. He should make that tea.

"So you hunt. Things like that?" He asks a little roughly. Kardia nods.

"I do. So you're a magician? I thought they'd all been killed by the church." Kardia returns, but makes no motion towards his weapons. Dégel stands up a little wobbly, and prepares a pot of willow bark tea. Kardia sits down obediently.

"I am," Dégel murmurs, once he's feeling better and there's a cup of tea firmly in Kardia's hands. He flips up the edge of the shirt Kardia's wearing, abd makes sure he hasn't bled through the bandages. "There's a reason I live out here in a library in the middle of nowhere with no town nearby. Master Krest made sure I'd be safe, as well as the repository of knowledge collected by magicians through the ages. I'm elementally inclined towards water and cold, though."

"I see. I'm glad you're out here, whatecer the reasons. I don't jest when i say you saved my life." Kardia smiles warmly, and Dégel blushes again, returning the smile.

"I'm glad to have helped. Please stay, at least until you are recovered." Dégel invites, and Kardia nods.

"I'd be happy to keep my lovely savior company," he replies with a wink.

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@aquariusdegel asked: might have seen this coming hehe o w o) kardegel, #68 “Let's do something crazy!”

“Let’s do something crazy!” Kardia said suddenly. Dégel looked up from the book he’d been reading to him, slid a bookmark between the pages, and set it aside.

“Like what? You’re still recovering, Kardia,” Dégel said, soft and calm and reasonable. Kardia pouted. He’d been discharged from the hospital two days ago, and Dégel was almost tyrannical about enforcing his recovery.

“I can only play so many video games and listen to you read so much, Dégel, I’m going stir crazy!” He sighed melodramatically. “I need to get out of the house.” He admitted, and Dégel relented, letting him get up and dressed. Really, he was doing great, Dégel was just being a worrywart. He tangled their fingers together, glad to be out of the hospital, with the sun warm on his skin.

“Here we are, outside of the house. What crazy thing did you want to do? I have to vet it first,” Dégel said, humor lighting his eyes and tucked in the corners of his mouth. Kardia couldn’t help but kiss that adorable smile.

“Hey Dégel, would you marry me?” He blurted out, breath still warming Dégel’s mouth. He bit his lip, worried suddenly. “I mean, you wanted to know what crazy thing I wanted to do, and I want to marry you.” He says more firmly. Dégel leaned forward and kissed the breath from him before he could ramble nervously any more.

“But that’s not a crazy thing at all. And that is one hundred percent fretful boyfriend approved,” Dégel tells him when they come up for air. Then he smirked. “Which means you still have one crazy thing left to do today.”

“How about roller skating?” Kardia asked with a shit-eating grin, knowing the answer already.

“Don’t push your luck, my love. Lunch and a movie?” Dégel countered.

“Something with lots of explosions.” Kardia requested.

“I’m sure we can find something to that effect,” Dégel assured him, and set out.

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