Fallen (Open to any and all)

[WhatsBroknAlice]

She was finishing the last of the soup when he returned and didn't turn to face him. "I'm sorry....I meant to get it all cleaned up" she responded quietly fighting the tears. "Can we just not....I don't know what to say" she finished finally pushing the near empty bowl away from herself. "I am alright...really"

 

[DeathsKnight]

He frowned,

"You're bleeding."

He walked closer to her and looked at the robe,

"The warm water must have opened the scabs, we will have to try and stop the bleeding, it's soaking into the robe now"

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita straightened up and looking appalled reached to feel the warmth seeping through the robe. When she looked down at the red splotches that showed on her palm. "oh.... I am sorry...I didn't realize.. I thought it had stopped" she said a hint of panic in her voice. She didn't move from the chair just sitting stoic like a deer in headlights still gripping the spoon in her other hand.

 

[DeathsKnight]

"Relax Nikita, I am sure we can get it fixed, I will need two things from you, to remain calm and to relax. I am not here to harm you, I only wish to help."

He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, watching her flinch,

"Relax Nik, calm yourself."

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

She nodded stilling herself when he touched her shoulder. There was no malicious intent in his voice or his touch. So she nodded in agreement and sighed deeply trying to sill the tremor that rocked though her now. "you probably want to see huh?" she asked looking down at the bowl and setting the spoon back in it. "I am afraid to show you"

 

[DeathsKnight]

"It can not be that bad Nikita, in my years on the Force I have seen pretty messed up things."

He moved back into the kitchen, opened a cupboard and pulled out a Fisrt Aid kit,

"I am no doctor, but I am sure I can stop the bleeding."

He settled the holder down next to her a opened it, selecting gauze and disinfectant,

"Alright, let's get it cleaned first."

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

With trembling fingers and downward cast eyes, Nik peeled the blood soaked robe away from her flesh. She inhaled sharply as the angry wound met with the open air and clutching the fabric to cover her chest with one hand,covered her face with the other. Pain was different now, she felt this rawness....'mortality...' she thought to herself. She held that breath while she listened for some reaction to what she had revealed.

 

[DeathsKnight]

At first he thought that she had been impaled or hung onto a hook, but then the reality of the wound got to him and the bottle of antiseptic fell out of sudden nerveless fingers, luckily it was plastic as it landed with a dull thud. The dull thud was all his mind needed to recover from the shock, he bent down, picked up the bottle and opened the bottle, pouring some of the antiseptic onto the gauze, he placed it gently over the stub behind her left scapula. He placed the bottle on the counter in front of her, from the shivers running through her body he was certain that it must've hurt a lot, but she sat still.

He finished dressing the wounds, covering them up so that the anti septic cream could do it's thing. He repacked the First Aid kit and placed it back in it's place, he found that Nikita still sat with her back bared, tears streaking her face. He went back to her side and gently draped the robe back over her shoulders, resting his hand on her shoulder.

"If you are what I think you are...what happened?"

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita used the back of her wrist to wipe the tears from her eyes. "I don't know...not like..so much so that I have words to share... I was" She sniffled and looked upwards a so forcing its way through her shaking her shoulders.

"I'm not sure how" her voice crackled and her words were barely legible and a language far from English broke into her attempt at explaining.

"I wish I could be more clear...I haven't figured things out its just all so...new"

 

[DeathsKnight]

He frowned, almost sounded like some sort of Latin or Greek, he shook his shoulders,

"OK OK just relax. You are safe for now alright?"

He moved to face her, taking a seat on one of the counter chairs,

"I can't report this, first off according to law there is no such thing. Secondly they will either treat you as a woman who had survived a brutal attack and ask you about how and when you got those wounds, if you tell them the truth you will get stuck in a psyciatric ward, away from the rain. Or you will end up in a laborotory where they will try and find out how how you are different."

He ran a hand over his eyes,

"Are you tired?"

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita closed her eyes at the mention of asylum or far worse laboratories but found that his concern brought a smile to her face and she watched him thinking over what could be done, and what could happen if things were handled wrong.

"That is why I said, please don't lock me away" she said pulling the robe around herself as she stood and paced the room a bit. "I am tired, yes...but it is not always to be still when you are tired. It is nice to feel warm and safe though and it does make me a little drowsy"

 

[DeathsKnight]

"Well I am tired, you can have the bed, I find the sofa much more comfortable, especially when there is a breeze."

He got up and fetched himself a cushion and a duvet, he spread it out over the sofa and placed the cushion right for himself, then he opened a few windows, which allowed a breeze to move through the apartment, carrying with it the smell of the rain. He sat down on his prepared bed,

"The bedroom is through that door, if you want something to sleep in, there is some old t-shirts of mine in the dresser."

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita's expression became far calmer, her eyes and posture softening when the breeze reached her skin. "So lovely" she whispered to herself as she yawned suddenly aware of the exhaustion this body felt. She arched her aching back and stood up with a catlike stretch.
"Thank you for everything Richard Anders, I had never been afraid before....I was afraid today though, of what would happen when it became dark. I feel less like a panicked bird now" She stopped talking and went through the door that he had indicated.
The smell of him was strongest here she noticed while carefully selecting a black t shirt from his drawer. It didn't take her long to undress and change into the tshirt and pull back the sheets. She laid on her stomach to avoid damaging the carefully dressed wounds on her back. It took mere minutes, so little time for Nikita to be in a dead sleep, a sleep that was very overdue.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He stared after her, he was in the presence of a creature that should not exist and he acted like it was just another drinking buddy staying over after having too much to drink. He shook his head and laid down, covering his eyes with his arm, he quickly faded away.

When he woke up it was one hour to go to his next shift, he grabbed a shower and as he walked into his bedroom he remembered his strange visitor. He got dressed and sat down on the bed to pull on his shoes, he hoped that she woke up as they had to have a talk about what she would do since he would be gone for a good twelve hours.

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita lay on her stomach breathing steadily with a serene smile on her face. She did not move when Richard entered the room for a few minutes. She finally stirred sleepily when he sat down however, eyes opening with a bit of a start. It was hard not to stare at him blankly and she had to search her mind for a long moment to remember where she was at. She appeared confused still and a bit disoriented as she turned over gingerly to avoid damaging the bandages and yawned. "Good morning Richard" she whispered the smile returning to her delicate features though she still carried dark circles under her eyes and looked in danger of fading back into sleep at any moment.

 

[DeathsKnight]

"Good morning Nikita."

He lowered the foot whose shoe he had just tied and stood up, brushing over his uniform and then looked at her,

"I'm leaving for work in a few minutes, are you going to stay here? I can't take you along unless we can come up with a cover story why you're with me."

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

"Oh....work that is right..you are the police" she frowned as events of the past 12 or so hours seemed to flash across her eyes in a moment. She sat up and leaned carefully against the headboard her face betrayed her effort to conceal the pain her wounds caused. "I... would love to go with you and to learn things although, I am afraid I don't know what kind of cover story I could come up with..." her voice trailed off a a tiny grin appearing on her face an open picture of whatever was going through her mind at the time. "I don't believe I have ever told a lie before... It seemed one of the most beautiful imperfections of your kind."

Nikita stopped speaking and seemed to take in the uniform was he wearing. "You look look a bit different today..."

 

[DeathsKnight]

He stood up and straightened out the black shirt and pants of his uniform,

"Perhaps because I did not wear the uniform when you saw me first?"

He looked thoughtfully at her,

"Our lies may make us imperfect, but at times it helps not to tell the truth. I can't go to my CO and tell him about you now can I?"

He rested his hands on his hips,

"Do you think you can stay put for twelve hours? I have all the basic needs right here."

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Nikita nodded as she continued to look over his changed appearance.
"It is strange the impact the eyes have upon a mortal perception ..." Her eyes seemed a slight less alive in that moment, a silver hue taking to them , it created a doe eyed effect.

"I would appreciate the time to get used to this..form I suppose. I would happily stay put for the time being." she said.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He smiled,

"If we were not to have seen the world and intreperted it through our eyes we would not have gotten eyes, nor the ability to make persumptions. In the whole world we must be the best imperfect perfection."

He took out his note pad and scribbled a number on it. Tearing out the page he placed it on the bight stand,

"It is my cellphone number, all you have to do is press the numbers on the paper in the same order if you need anything while I'm out. When I return I would like to dress the wounds again."

He picked up his hat and put it on,

"See you later then."

He headed for the door

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

"you are trusting for a mortal man" Nikita said when he turned to walk away.

"Thanks again" she finished and ran her fingers through her hair listening to his footsteps as he left. "strange man" she whispered to his shadow.



When he had closed the door and the room went quiet she closed her eyes and laid her head in her hands. "Hear me, our Lady, hear and save by thy sacred flower, the Lotus of eternal life and beauty; by thy love and mercy; by thy wrath and vengeance; by my desire toward thee, by all the magical names of old hear me, O Lady, hear and save. Open thy bosom to thy child, stretch forth thy arms and strain me to thy breasts. Let my lips touch thy lips ineffable."

Nikita dared not raise her head to meet the silence that befell her. She knew there would be no answer, still expecting a knife in ones heart is not likely to temper the pain much. It was inevitable that this moment would come, in some part of her mind she was thankful to have a safe place to grieve.

She stood up and paced the floor her hands trembled and she didn't what to do with her fingers. Before the loss of her magnificent wings she had worked at her feathers, preening so to speak. She anxiously time as she walked through Richard's home. The behavior was almost catlike, the way she paced the floor with tears streaming until she had used the bit of strength she had regained. Her body ached tremendously and the wound was aggravated by her effort. All that was left to do was climb back into the kind man's bed and hide beneath his blankets from this harsh reality.

 

[DeathsKnight]

At work he received the photo for a missing person during briefing, with the name Nikita, he knew he should tell them about the woman in his apartment, but there was no reason why she was being looked for, nor any information on the person looking for her, that in itself was strange, so he said nothing.

His shift was actually quiet for a change, usually they were extremely busy, when the shift ended, he took a print out with him to his apartment, unlocking the door he walked inside,

"Hello? You still here Nikita?"