Noticing how exahausted Halo was, Kaleb decided that remaining silent would be best. So, making sure even his footsteps were quiet, Kaleb made his way around till he found the right appartment number. Bending down gently as to not jostle Halo, he moved the pot and grabbed the key. Kaleb stood and proceeded to unlock and open the door, but he paused before entering. Slightly unsheilding his powers once again, Kaleb looked around the visable part of the appartment, trying to sense any protective wards. Not wanting Halo to remain out in the rain, Kaleb took his chances and entered before he could complete his observation. Quietly closing the door, Kaleb mentally scolded himself for what he was about to do. "Hey," whispered Kaleb "where is your room?" He felt bad for disturbing him, but Kaleb was not about to go snooping around to find it.
Halo rests quietly on Kaleb's back, oddly feeling at peace as the other carried him. There was still that aura around Kaleb, but instead of scaring him it actually comforted him. He releases a soft sigh of content. He relaxes, a small hum exiting his lips. He feels the other lean down and hears the door open. "Mmm? Oh… last bedroom to the right…" He mumbles. The room was the master, but it was very plainly decorated. It was a gentle shade of grey and had a simple twin sized bed, a dresser at the end of the bed. There was a desk, full of files and scattered reports. A bookshelf full of novels, medical books, manga, comics, and sketch books. There was nothing special about Halo's room. Halo sighs at the warmth of his home, slowly opening his eyes.
Making his way to the room, he continued to glance around, making sure that everything was secure. For once, he didnt feel as though he was being watched, realizing this he relaxed quite abit, causing him to become very drowsy. He managed to get Halo into his room and gently sat him on the bed. "We need to make sure you get cleaned up. While they are only scrapes, its easy for them to get infected." He stood up and as he did so, a red hot pain shot through his back. shit! I hope i didnt do what i think i did! Kaleb remained composed and hid the fact that his back was in a lot of pain. Kaleb glanced around the room, pausing on the books for a moment. "Do you have a first aid kit and some washcloths?" Kaleb looked back to Halo.
Halo curled up the moment he was set down on his soft and warm bed. He gives a happy sigh, feeling drowsy. He was exhausted. He had delivered 13 babies, and had done 6 surgeries. He was brain dead at the moment. "Mmm…" He blinks slowly, his clear blue eyes hovering between open and closed. He needed a break. "I- ngh… tired…" He mumbles before pointing limply towards the spotless bathroom, "In there." He manages. "Top shelf next to the shower." He says, resting a little. He knew he needed to clean the scrapes, but he honestly was to tired. He nuzzles into his blankets, breathing in the smell of lavender and vanilla. He sighs softly, trying his hardest to stay awake.
Pushing aside the pain, Kaleb swiftly moves to the bathroom to grab the kit. He grabs a washcloth and runs it under warm water while also lathering another one with soap. Wanting to hurry before Halo becomes completely unconsious, Kaleb practically dashes back to Halos bed. "Halo? Hey, are you awake? I need you to take off your shirt." Kaleb helps him sit up, but the unusual movement cause more pain from his back, this time he couldnt help but wince under his breath. Hoping to ignore it, he goes and opens the first aid kit to find some bandages.
Halo was dozing off, the warmth of his bed helping him relax and feel safe. He lets out a little sigh as the other hurries into the bathroom. He nuzzles into his pillow, his breathing evening out. Halo looks up when Kaleb returns and shifts a little. "Y-yeah. I'm awake." he yawns softly, rubbing his eyes with the base of his palm. He sat up, wincing a little at the reopening skin on his side. "Are you okay?" He asks sleepily, looking at Kaleb. He slowly lifts his shirt off. He was slender, a healthy weight, but not muscled or malnourished. He had scars all over his body, small and scattered, but the most noticeable one was on his right shoulder. It looked like the skin had been shred open. He rolls his shoulders and sighs softly, yawning again.
Kaleb had ignored his question, instead he focused on cleaning the others injuries. As he did so, he couldnt help but let his eyes wander to the scars that were littered all over Halos body. Kaleb had noticed the large, and rather grotesque scar on his shoulder, looking back to what he was doing so he didnt make Halo uncomfortable. "If i may, what happened? To your shoulder." Kaleb mentally kicked himself for prying, his curiousity would be the end of him someday.
Halo hums softly as the other begins to clean and tend to his injuries. His eyes were closed as he relaxed, yawning sleepily. Halo opens one eye, his hand going to the scar on his shoulder, gently tracing it. He shuts his eye and shrugs. "Mmm… Bottle got thrown at me…" He says sleepily. Halo was an open book when he was tired. He sighs softly and breathes slowly. He didn't mind, after all that had happened before he died.
Kalebs eyes went wide with the answer "A…bottle?" Kaleb lowered his head. "I'm sorry for prying…" Once again his curiosity was eating at him. The unusual, albeit beautiful color of Halos hair and eyes mixed with the unusual energy he was giving off, made Kaleb almost certain that he wasn't human. Finishing cleaning the wounds, Kaleb begins to bandage them, taking his time to make sure the dressings are secure. "What are you?"Said Kaleb in a low, soothing tone. It could be considered a fairly innocuous question. Mortals would say something about their lineage, but preternatural beings would tend to answer the question much differently.
Halo shrugs, yawning again. He sighs softly, " 'S fine…" He mumbles. He yawns again, stretching a little. He was exhausted. He winces a little as he's bandaged but gives a small and tired sigh. "Mmm… fallen angel…" he mumbles, his eyes hovering between open and closed. "Or guardian…" He manages through a yawn. He was ready to sleep.
Kaleb froze. Almost immediately the hairs on his arms stood on end, his wings threatened to erupt from his back defensively. He slowly looked up at Halo, and managed to talk himself out of his fight or flight response. This fallen was tired, so tired that he wouldn't be able to do much anyways. Kaleb finished bandaging him in silence and tucked him in. Kaleb wasnt scared per say, its not the first time he's come across fallen angels. He's even been able to…dispose…of some that have tried to kill him. Kaleb waited outside of Halos bedroom till he heard him fall asleep.
Halo sleeps peacefully, his breathing slow and gentle. He was a peaceful fallen angel. He had been thrust from heaven for the most stupid of reasons. He curls in on himself, sighing softly and nuzzling into the blanket. He wasn't a spirit that could hurt anything. He was a healer spirit. He was the one that worked day in and day out to heal the sick and dying.
Listening to Halos slow breathing Kaleb relaxed somewhat, knowing that he was asleep. He quietly made his way into the bathroom and mostly closed the door before turning on the light. Peeling off his black, now hood-less, sweater and a white v-neck t-shirt to reveal sun kissed skin and somewhat defined muscled. A little towards lean side, its still quite obvious that he can put up a fight with no problem. Kaleb turned his back towards the mirror to examine the two large, freshly opened wounds where his wings usually come out. Lightly touching the tender skin around it, he hissed in pain. Not wanting his shirt to get stained, he proceeded to wash it in the sink white eyeing up the kit. "ill buy some for him tomorrow." he mumbled under his breath and he reached for the bandages. After bandaging himself up, he used some magic to quickly dry his shirt and he threw it on carefully, leaving his sweater to air dry over the shower curtain rod. Not knowing where to go, he sat down against the wall next to the front door, bringing his knees up, he rested his forehead and forced himself to sleep.
Halo was always an early riser. He yawns softly and sighs, stretching a little. the sun wasn't up yet. His wings furl out of his back as he walks into the kitchen to make breakfast. He sighs softly, relaxing a little. He felt so much better. He hums softly, starting on breakfast. He was a little sore thanks to the wound on his hip, and his hands throbbed a little, but otherwise he was perfectly fine.
It had been so long since Kaleb had actually slept, he was out like a light, dreaming of things he wouldn't remember once he woke. He was so exhausted that he didnt stir when Halo walked around. His hair tie had snapped during the night, so his very long, bright red hair was covering his back and shoulders as well as lying all around him. Kaleb snored slightly and moved, yet he remained dead to the world.
Halo smiles a little at the sight of Kaleb, feeling grateful towards the other. He quickly makes breakfast, setting it on the table. He hums softly as he turns on the radio, letting the soft music play. Halo walks towards Kaleb, gently brushing some hair from his face. "Kaleb." He calls softly.
Even though he was dead asleep, the sound of someone calling his name lurched him from slumber. Since Kaleb has always been on the run, he didnt wake peacefully. Instead, Kaleb shot to his feet and stood in a defensive stance. Kaleb kept his fangs, claws, and wings hidden, but his fists were ready to strike whoever his enemy was and he let his energy show completely, hoping to scare off whoever it was off. Breathing heavy, it took a moment for him to realize the events of last night, and to remember where he was. Kaleb blinked a few times and immediately relaxed for the most part.
Halo squeaks and falls back when the other lurches forward, getting into defensive stance. His eyes go wide as he falls onto his rump. "Ow…" He mutters, rubbing his poor backside. "S-sorry." He mumbles. " I was waking you up because breakfast was ready." he says softly, looking up at the other. Kaleb had calmed down a little. He smiles softly and stands. "Sorry if I scared you." He chuckles quietly.
It was easy to tell that Kaleb felt like a complete ass, he refused to make eye contact and stared at the ground, acting much like a dog who knew what they did was wrong. "I'm sorry…i didnt mean to do that." Kaleb looked at Halo through his thick lashes when he heard him chuckle. "im just…not used to being woken up by others."
Halo smiles a little, "It's okay. You hungry?" He asks cheerfully, smiling at the other. "You probably are. I made breakfast if you're interested." He says cheerfully. He smiles, and walks towards the kitchen, humming softly. "After all, those pancakes aren't going to eat themselves."
Almost afraid to scare Halo again, Kaleb slowly walked over to the table where the food was. the smell was intoxicating, and if he had any less self control, he would have been drooling all over the floor. "Pancakes?" Kaleb said as he tilted his head to the side inquisitively. Sitting down, he had forgotten about his back…until he leaned against the back of the chair, clenching his jaw, Kaleb scooted forward in his chair slightly, making sure to not let his back touch the back of the chair. His eyes grew wide with wonder as he looked over the food. "This looks delicious"
Halo watches the other before walking into the kitchen and humming softly as he does so. He sets a plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon in front of Kaleb. "Enjoy." He says happily. He hums softly and makes a plate for himself, humming softly.
Making sure he didnt look like a neanderthal, Kaleb ate his food slowly, even though all he wanted to do was shovel the food into his face like some starved mad-man. Making sure to keep eye contact with his food, Kaleb remembered the interaction from last night, how Halo had disclosed information that made Kaleb wary. "So…" Kaleb swallowed his food, "I didnt know Fallen Angels could cook so well…"
Halo looks down at his food, setting down and eating happily. He glances up at the other and blinks slowly. 'P-pardon?" He asks softly. Then it comes back to him. Kaleb had asked him what he was and he had revealed that he was a fallen angel. He gulps softly and looks down at his food. "If you think I'm going to hurt you…" he says softly, "I'm not planning to. There's no point. Besides I'm a healer. Not a killer." He says softly.
"I'm not…too concerned. Besides, if you really did want to kill me, you would have taken the opportunity while you were on my back" Kaleb finished the last of his food and gently leaned back, staring at Halo, almost studying him. "And even though you say you are a healer, anything can, and will kill…if the need arises." He shrugged his shoulders lightly and chuckled "you just havent had a need to."
Halo looks down, "I actually can't physically hurt a person. My healing abilities would backfire on me. I can knock people out at most." He says softly, shrugging a little. He brushes some white hair from his face and sighs a little. He wasn't sure what to do or say. As Kaleb studies him he eats slowly, unsure. He never liked hurting people, or seeing people in pain. He didn't like seeing people in pain. He wanted to take that pain away.
"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable…" Kaleb looked down at the table. "I've just been…cautious since day one. Ive never met another creature who physically cant hurt anyone, I'm sorry." Kaleb had picked up his plate and brought it to the sink to start washing it. Thanks to the quick movements of this morning mixed with the tantalizing food, Kaleb never noticed that his bandaged injuries had opened again. And the blood had begun to leak through his shirt, not much, just two little spots near his shoulder blades.
Halo nods a little, "It's alright. I can understand why one wouldn't want to meet a fallen angel. A lot of us are dangerous." He mutters softly and finishes off his food. "I wouldn't trust myself." He gives a little laugh. He watches the other go before seeing the blood. "You're bleeding." He says softly, his eyes widening a little. Not much, but the smallest of wounds could create the biggest of problems.
"Mhmm, I've encountered my fair share, but i dont believe i need to worry about you" Pausing with his plate, Kaleb looked back at Halo and noticed he was talking about his back. He let his head fall back so he was looking up at the ceiling and groaned loudly in frustration. He then looked back at Halo after he was done complaining, "If I may borrow more bandages, ill go out and buy more for you."
Halo looks at Kaleb in concern. He smiles a little. "No need. Come." He walks towards the couch and sits down, "It's okay. I can fix it if you'd like." He says softly, unwrapping his hands, He pars the seat next to him again. "I don't bite, I promise." He says gently.
