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Post by Clannibal on Nov 30, 2015 20:55:07 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF CURIOUS MINDS? [HASH]Taya Last night... Last night was beyond what Taya had dreamed she'd being doing. Romance was not something in the forefront of her mind lately. After her sorry breakup a couple of years ago, Taya had been dry as an old lady. She wasn't really one for casual encounters. Logan certainly wasn't casual, of course. She wanted much more of him, especially after their night filled with intimacy. He was good and it had been a while.
Had she subconsciously planned it all when she stripped off her clothes for a skinny dip in the ocean? Logan was always around, they really didn't spend a lot of time away from each other. She had perhaps been after him day one, when they met by the lagoon and felt the chemistry. So yeah, of course last night ended up the way it did after he found her glistening with ocean water on her petite shoulders.
Today was not as magical. She actually felt really I'll, and it had caused her to wake up very early. Fearing that she'd wake up Logan, she had shuffled off into the jungle so she could be sick in the sand without disturbing him. Fear flashed through her mind as her imagination propelled her into unlikely scenarios. Pregnancy? No, it didn't happen that fast. Something else was going on. She squatted now by a palm tree and felt her stomach heaving. She tried to fight it. Perhaps that was why she was lingering with the I'll feeling for hours now. He sun had already risen and it was probably around ten or eleven in the morning. Surely Logan had woken and was looking for her. She hoped he wasn't worried.
The thought made her decide to head back, so she gathered herself together and stood, only to take a step and have a wave of dizziness knock her back down, where she lay in a haze. Her vision was actually darkening now. She groped around her and swallowed panic.
"Logan," she croaked, but not nearly loudly enough. Shit, I'm dying.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 23:16:52 GMT -5
For most of the morning Logan had just sat in camp. It had been a great night- amazing one might call it... and yet the morning brought a small rush of emotions he had really expected. Unlike his usual routine he had actually slept in. The sun had just settled fully into the morning sky when he blinked his eyes open to discover... no Taya. It had been a bit disappointing- and concerning. He'd walked his way to the beach and a small circle around camp. He wondered- briefly- if he had messed up in some way. He was used to one night stands and passionate flings but he had been certain it was more than that with her... or he thought he had. These thoughts hit him right in the confidence and left him a bit wary of what could be the reason she left him without any warning.
Still, he ended up going on a bit of a hunt. He started, regretfully, at the Lagoon. He'd ended up dealing with Zach who seemed sick as a dog. He'd made sure to wash himself after that encounter. His journey back though had him thinking more about the possibility of her simply having her way and being done. Being used was a simple reality for Logan... he knew he was jumping to stupid conclusions. A few months ago he would have laughed at himself for this. But anger was an easy way to deal with anxiety and fear. So he got angry. Stomping about and kicking things- and with bare feet that hurt so he stopped kicking shit like an idiot. He was almost back to camp when he heard it. To his left was the sound of his name so soft that it struggled to rise about the natural ambience around him.
His head snapped in the direction of the sound, moving himself to the person... the... oh my god, Taya?
Nothing could have prepared him for the kick to the gut that was seeing her in the state she was in. Last night she had seemed fine- more than fine... now she was... Panic screamed inside of his head despite his failing attempts to stay calm. The little girl, that asshole Zach and now Taya- this sickness was spreading like wildfire. He dropped down next to her, his eyes flickering over her body as if looking for any physical wound he could try and fix. How could he fight an illness? He couldn't. He wasn't a doctor.
"Hey," he said softly to her, offering her a smile though the concern was no doubt shining through despite his best efforts. "Why did you leave camp... why didn't you say something?" He cupped her face gently in his hands. Gods help him he didn't know what he'd do if she died on him now.
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Post by Clannibal on Dec 4, 2015 19:59:13 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF CURIOUS MINDS? [HASH]Taya Feeling immobilized by sickness, Taya let herself stay on the ground instead of struggling to move. Whatever was happening had to be serious. One's eyesight did not just flick off. Instinct kept her rooted where she was.
She did not have to wait long for company. As if she had the power to call him close, Logan was suddenly with her. She recognized his voice and felt the feel of his hands cupping her face. The touching was something to focus on as she rode with another wave of nausea.
"I felt sick and didn't want to wake you. I didn't realize I was dying."
She reached her arms out to find his body and cling to it, fingers gripping into his skin. Her vision started to come back, slowly, which was a relief. She breathed heavily while forcing back her panic. "I couldn't see for a few seconds."
Maybe it was just a migraine. Yeah, she would be better in a few hours.
On cue, she felt her stomach turn and so she leaned to a side to let loose whatever was in her belly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2015 22:27:15 GMT -5
The more she spoke, the more serious he knew this was. Not seeing? That wasn't a common symptom. Or maybe it was... but not for anything like the flu or a cold or even food poisoning... right? "Blindness? Well if that's all it is then you should be fine..." he'd say, trying to make a joke as he always did. He knew that he couldn't freak out. If she wasn't screaming in panic then he could keep his fear under control.
Watching her heave out the rest of his stomach contents onto the jungle floor reinforced that fear though. Still he didn't move, just positioned himself so he wasn't sitting near the mess. "Next time you are feeling sick you should tell me, okay?" Yes, next time. He refused to think that this was the end for the only person he cared about on this damn island. Everyone could go to hell. Okay, maybe not the red haired bitch or the little girl... the little girl.
Suddenly Logan felt his world rock. He'd brought the little girl into camp. She'd been around where they slept and ate... the kid was sick and now so was Taya. Taya being sick was his fault. If something happened to her it would be his doing. Guilt swam through his head as he looked over her frail form. He may be the reason she was sick but he would be damned if his pride was the reason she died from this. He knew what he had to do. Maybe someone in the group knew something- anything that could help her.
"Lean against me, I've got you," he'd say softly. His hand went under the curve of her knees, the other on her lower back before he would go to pick her up in his arms.
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Post by Clannibal on Dec 9, 2015 20:29:42 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF CURIOUS MINDS? [HASH]Taya She could almost laugh at his joke, and she did manage to crack a smile at him when she started to regain her sight. It was just a momentary thing, thank goodness, and she thought she was going to be alright until the sickness struck her stomach. Vomiting was not the most enjoyable activity for her. With frustration in her demeanor, she sat herself back up after it was over, and sighed. The nausea momentarily passed.
She looked over to her best friend, who was coming towards her with fear obvious in his usually cool expression. Logan instructed her to lean on him and so she did. He felt cool to the touch, or perhaps she was just hot with fever. Rather breathless, she was happy to adjust herself against him as he picked her up with his strength. She rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. She felt eerily calm after the panic moments before. Perhaps Logan just had that way with her.
"Mm, my favorite spot," she said to him, smiling small. Her head was foggy again, but she fought against it. "If I throw up on you, I'm sorry. Will you still be attracted to me?"
She was lightening the mood after seeing how worried he was. She didn't want their first morning officially together, to be like this. She was fighting against reality at this point.
"I promise I'll tell you next time," she added as an afterthought, almost forgetting what he'd said before.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2015 22:30:52 GMT -5
The touch of her skin revealed her fever to him. It didn't help with his nerves but he did his best to reign in those rampaging emotions as he held her to his chest. "You're a hot mess," he comment lightly, looking away from her to watch the path before him now. Last thing he needed was to trip and drop her. Being physically ill was bad enough. He didn't plan on adding cranial damage to the list of things that could be wrong with her. The fact that she had just been blinded by this illness almost had him in a blind panic.
When she asked if he would still be attracted to her if she threw up on him he was taken a bit off guard. His brow rose at her a bit before he would force onto his lip a bit of a reassuring grin. "That is a question? I'm not going to dump you off somewhere because of a little mess... or... big mess- whichever occurs. We're adults, Taya," he said softly. Besides, his life as a bar hopper had included a couple women vomiting on him. He didn't necessarily enjoy the experience but that didn't mean he would stop being attracted to Taya if she got sick on him. "Lets try and aim for the ground if you can though, yeah?"
Maybe it was a stupid move, considering she was sick as a dog in his arms, but he kissed the side of her head that he could reach.
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Post by Clannibal on Dec 18, 2015 19:03:09 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF CURIOUS MINDS? [HASH]Taya Logan couldn't be more perfect as he carried her like some kind of prince charming. Not only that, but he seemed a bit taken aback by her light talk of being dumped by him. The comment about throwing up onto him was not altogether a serious one, but he was still reassuring her with his kind words. They made her emotional, happy, and before Taya knew it, she had tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. It wasn't noticeable, thankfully. She could just feel them there, threatening to spill over.
So last night really wasn't a dream. She was madly in love with this adorable guy. She laughed at his last quip about puking on the ground.
"No promise," she said mischievously. She let herself look ahead of them, at the winding path he was following. She was too out of it to have any sense of direction. "Where should we go?"
The fun was over for another moments. Pain once again struck her in the deepest parts of her belly, making her cry out. She smushed her face against his chest and tried to ride it out.
"This is shitty. What the hell is happening?" she said, teeth clenched as if she was angry about it.
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