10-19-2016, 02:28 AM
Ian was horrified to see Sora turning pale quickly and crumbled in front of his eyes. He strided forward to pick Sora up and frowned when he saw he's unconscious and blood had soaked through the dress. He cursed under his breath for the situation and quickly took him to the room at the back.
He placed the unconscious and pale Sora down, his blood red eyes now closed thought he claws still showed he was Sora, seeing him lying there so weak made Ian annoyed. His Sora should be spirited and had that glint of desire for love hidden deep inside those ruby eyes. He quickly got the wounds and sutures done and lay him down on bed. After some consideration he went out to pick another dress that should fit Sora's taste and also the tiara that was thrown on the floor. He folded them up and put them nicely on the chair beside the bed. He himself sat far away, waiting for him to wakr up.
He placed the unconscious and pale Sora down, his blood red eyes now closed thought he claws still showed he was Sora, seeing him lying there so weak made Ian annoyed. His Sora should be spirited and had that glint of desire for love hidden deep inside those ruby eyes. He quickly got the wounds and sutures done and lay him down on bed. After some consideration he went out to pick another dress that should fit Sora's taste and also the tiara that was thrown on the floor. He folded them up and put them nicely on the chair beside the bed. He himself sat far away, waiting for him to wakr up.