Posts by dreamy

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arvid stumbled around the living room of the house, in search of one thing. blankets to sleep with. he would have explored the rest of the house, however he refrained from doing so. he was not in the mood to go stumbling around in an unknown house, with the likelihood of him getting paranoid. that was the last thing he needed tonight. his deep brown orbs soon fell upon something folded up on one of the couches near him. he quickly grabbed the soft fabric of the small blanket. he was so tempted to just wrap up in that and call it a night, but he knew it wouldn't be enough to keep him warm, so he continued on searching, despite his body's protests.

as he continued through the main floor of the house, he froze. he could've swore he just heard footsteps. was he imagining things? it was possible, since his mind was on autopilot, barely working from his extreme tiredness. he was in that state where your body tries to make you sleep, but you fight it anyway. in the corner of the room, he found a basket full of covers, way bigger than the small one he had already found. with a sigh of relief, he started to gather them up, turning back around to head to the couch, only to have a fist pounded into his jaw. the male let out a startled yelp, backing away from the unknown person as he held his cheek. "what the he–" arvid cut himself off upon opening his closed eyes and seeing a young women standing in front of him. he blinked a few times, still holding his cheek. his mind racing with so many questions. wasn't the house empty? obviously, it wasn't. even more so, there was a women living here, and it looked as though she was all alone.

"s-sorry... i kinda... got stuck in the snow and the closest place i saw was here..." his British voice trailed off as he removed his hand from his now slightly swollen, and red cheek. damn. she really did hit me hard. the brown haired male thought, his eyes looking everywhere but the women in front of him. "the door was unlocked, so i assumed no one lived here, and you didn't come to the door when i knocked either." arvid explained innocently, finally making eye contact with the blond female in front of him. what was a girl like her doing out here alone anyway? he didn't have any bad intensions, but if someone else stumbled upon this house, who wasn't him, this whole situation would be completely different.

It seemed like the more he talked, the more his cheek throbbed like the rest of his body. This would happen to him on a night like this. "i only need a place to stay until tomorrow... if it's not too much of a bother." he mumbled, looking away from her once again. This situation was so awkward, and no doubt that it freaked her out. She probably thought he was here to steal from her or worst.
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taking a hold of the bowl of soup, arvid muttered a quiet thanks. okay, maybe her harshness didn't leave too much. he didn't feel that cold for him to have hypothermia. he didn't feel anything too be honest, besides the dull throb of his bruised body. finally beginning to eat, quietly but quickly, the male let out a small 'mmm' as he ate. despite it being canned, it tasted quite well at the moment, most likely because of how hungry he was. as he ate, he felt the warm liquid heat up his lips and body, almost more so than the fire. glancing back at the red haired female, he watched as she brought the gun over. with a sigh, he refocused his brown gaze back on the fire in front of him. did he really look that liable to do something to her? if he wanted to do anything, he would have already done it. he just didn't want to screw up and piss her off, leading to him getting killed and that was the last thing he wanted.

the brunette male looked at her again, placing the bowl of soup down before taking the mug of hot tea. giving the tea a whiff, he then took a small sip. Mercy. he repeated her name in his head with a little nod. it was different, but still pretty, and it did fit her well. "my names arvid." he stated, his brown orbs meeting her eyes as he gave a little smile. her next question made him stop for a moment. would it really make her feel anymore safe if he told her the real problem. it's not like everyone wants to be around someone who has a crazy father who beats them all the time. most people would feel sorry for him, but he didn't need sympathy. taking a deep breath, he answered, "it might sound crazy, but i actually didn't know about the blizzard coming. i was coming home from college, since it's winter break." the young male told her, his voice soft but still audible. he decided to not tell her about the whole, father kicking him out and his mother and brother being gone as well. she didn't need to know. "yes, i do have a family... i was trying to go see them but then it started snowing." arvid continued on, taking breaks in between his sentences to take sips of the tea. mid-sip, a question of his occurred in his mind. shifting his body so that he was now fully facing Mercy, he pulled the mug away from his lips, looking at her.

"i could ask you the same thing. why is a girl like you out in the middle of no where? i know you have to have a family somewhere, right?" he questioned, his voice a bit louder now. "also, why was your door unlocked?" he raised a brow at that last question, his gaze staying on her. she did look like she could protect herself, especially with that gun, but still. being out in the middle of no where, is dangerous enough, and even more so for women.
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as he waited for her response, the brown haired male watched her intently. she looked deep in thought for what seemed like forever. maybe he shouldn't have asked her. his brown eyes widened slightly at the sight of her eyes filling with tears. a sudden wave of guilt overcame him at her response. no wonder she didn't want to answer him. "oh... i'm so sorry, i shouldn't have asked." arvid murmered, a frown forming on his lips as he sank further into the blanket that was wrapped around himself. the male wanted to leave at this point, feeling the tension in the room rise. as she went on to explain why she was alone and why the door was unlocked, he stared into the fire. wouldn't being alone make her sadness worst? she'd have more time to think about those sad things. he then thought of what her parents might've been like, and more about how they could've died. he wouldn't dare ask her though. he was curious, but not enough to be insensitive and possibly make her cry.

when she stood up, arvid looked up at her for a second then back to the fire, in deep thought. taking a breath, he finally broke the awkward silence. "maybe being with someone else isn't that bad. i mean... you don't have to have someone with you all the time, just someone who can take your mind off things. like a friend." he told the red haired female, turning once again to gaze at her, his brown eyes glowing in the light of the flower. "you should still lock the door, though," he stated on a lighter note, a small sheepish smile coming to his lips at her sarcasm. "i have no doubt that you can protect yourself, but it's still good to be safe." at that, he glanced a the gun, then took another sip of his tea before letting out a yawn. what time was it even? if it was too late, he might not get much sleep before tomorrow.
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arvid just shrugged at her bitter answer. he had a different outlook on having friends. he hated being alone, so he thrived around the company of others. he might have not been that talkative, but he still loved being with friends. the male couldn't see how Mercy did it, being alone all the time. watching the female grab a pillow and blanket, he raised an eyebrow. why wouldn't she sleep in her own bed? sighing, arvid stood up, taking some of the blankets he had and laying them out on the floor, making a pallet for himself. "you don't have to sleep down here, you can go to your room." he told her, taking his shoes off then lying down and wrapping up in the warm covers. he didn't blame her for being cautious, but honestly. "mercy, if i was going to do anything, i would've already done it, and do i really seem like someone who'd do that?" he asked her, closing his brown eyes and letting out another sigh. he understood why she was so worried, but he felt that by now she could trust him, even a little bit, maybe. he'd be perfectly fine if she went in her room and locked the door. also, what kind of guy would try anything when she had a shotgun at her side. yes, she was quite beautiful, but unless he was extremely desperate, he wouldn't try anything. casting one last glance at her, he shifted so that his back was turned to her. eyes beginning to droop, the male shut his eyes. being able to lie down felt so good. finally closing his eyes, arvid quickly fell into a deep sleep.

(i think i'm gonna go ahead and time skip. also, i just wanted to say thank you taking an interest in this! i've been really trying to get in some threads but sadly most of them die out early... mostly the group ones, so thank you c: )

shifting a little under the blankets, arvid squeezed his eyes closed, letting out a groan. opening his eyes slightly, he pulled out his phone, squinting against it's bright light while he checked the time. 8:36, and he would have no signal. with another groan, he sat up, his body aching severely. his eyes then moved over to the sleeping form of mercy on the couch. he couldn't believe she was still asleep after how defensive she was last night. slowly standing up, the chestnut haired male stretched and yawned. he was so drowsy at the moment. looking at mercy, he ran his fingers through his disheveled brown hair. he wanted to take a shower, but did not feel like waking her up. after some serious debating, he walked off, going to find the bathroom himself. it wouldn't take longer than five minutes, meaning he should be done before she awoke. making his way up the stairs, the first door he came upon was, without a doubt, her bedroom. he stopped at the entrance. wasn't there another place where he could take a shower? her whole house already seemed forbidden, and her room was even worst. it felt taboo. shaking his head, he quickly walked into the room, not looking around and heading straight for the bathroom inside. turning the water on, arvid took off his clothing, revealing his bruised body, and stepped into the nice, steaming water. letting the water cascade down onto his face, he washed up, now feeling fully awake and refreshed. the male almost didn't want to leave the shower, however he turned the water off anyway and stepped out, starting to dry himself off. arvid stopped suddenly, hearing a low, but somewhat loud swooshing and pounding sound coming from outside the window. what is that? he thought, wrapping his towel around his waist before going over to the foggy window. he coudn't see much, besides the whole forest being covered in white snow, but he did see that it was still coming down pretty fast. sh*t.
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arvid stared out the window, jumping slightly at her sudden appearance next to him. how on earth did he not hear her coming? looking at her, a slight red hue formed on his cheeks, but it quickly vanished as she spoke, reminding him of the snow outside. "have you looked outside? it's still snowing." he exclaimed in somewhat shock, glancing outside the window again. at this rate, it'd be impossible for him to leave and get out of her hair. she was quite serious about him leaving today, and he agreed on it as well. it wasn't like him to go back on his word, but as it looked now, he wouldn't be going anywhere unless it stopped. arvid averted his chocolate brown eyes back to her light ones, and for a moment it almost looked as if he saw worry deep in her eyes. what would cause her to be worried? if it was because she thought he left, which he doubted, he would have told her before he did so. she probably thought he had taken something. he was then snapped out of his thoughts as he saw her pulling out clothes for him. the light red hue appeared on his cheeks once more when she handed him the boxers and shirt, the full awkwardness of the situation coming back to him. it might have been a bit immature of him to think that way, since most girls his age have already seem a guy naked. however, it was kind of the fact that he didn't really know her that well and there was still some tension. It was embarrassing to say the least. He should have his jeans on, if anything.

"thank you, and yes, breakfast would be perfect," arvid told her with a smile, before retreating back to the bathroom and shutting the door. in a way, he was getting used to her. despite her harshness at times, she was actually nice. although, he felt like all their interactions or conversations was him telling her 'thank you,' for something. that was it. she was a very quiet person when she wasn't on the alert. maybe he should try to start up a normal conversations between them, not about their families though. arvid hated the odd silence between them, and even though he was never one to start talking to others, he felt that it was necessary. taking off the towel and quickly drying off the rest of his body, the male slipped on the boxers. the shirt, on the other hand, was a bit tight on him, showing his lean body underneath. it then occurred to him that she hadn't seen his bruises, or at least he hoped. the last thing he needed was her thinking badly of him because of it. gathering his dirty clothes, arvid stepped out of the bathroom, his hair still a bit damp as he held out his clothes to her. he felt bad in a way for making her do all of this. he could wash his own clothes and make his own breakfast. it wasn't like he was cripple, he thought with an internal sigh.
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arvid followed behind mercy, who led the way through the house after taking his clothes. he perked up at the sound of her speaking, listening to her talk about him staying longer. he smiled with relief. "i know i keep saying thank you... but thank you. i know i must be a bother, taking your clothes and all, so, if you're okay with it, i'll help you cook breakfast" he volunteered, his voice bright and content. he coul do something to help her out. heck, she was taking care of him this whole time, even though he barged into her house and is practically taking her clothes. the thought made him feel like he was intruding on her life and privacy, which he was. looking at her with his browm eyes, he blinked at her next comment. he was more focused on the cute little laugh that followed her sentence. that was the first time he had seen her laugh and smile since he's been here.

flashing a sheepish smile back at her and rubbing the back of his head, arvid followed her down the stairs. "guess so! i'm not too bummed though, it's not everyday that you get snow like this." he said with a chuckle. he loved snow as a kid, and still does now, like most people. most of his childhood memories were made during snow days, when he and his brother wouldn't have school and they'd go around ambushing random people or cars with snowballs. sure, they'd get in trouble for it, but they didn't care. however, it all really depended on if they got caught. most people would beep the horn and drive on, but there were a few people who'd pull over and get out the car to chase them down. or try to. since they knew their neighborhood, it was practically impossible for anyone to track them down. they did get caught a few times, and it would result in a long, horrid lecture from their father. it was more directed at him, rather than his younger brother, of course, because he was older. he rolled his eyes internally at his father for ruining their fun. he bet his father wasn't 'mr. goody-goody' when he was in high school, if anything, he was worst. as they entered they kitchen, arvid waited for her. "if it get's to the point where we can't open the door, though, we might have to go upstairs and jump out the window." he stated simply, as if it was the most casual thing ever. walking to the counter, he glanced at her. "so, what are we having for breakfast? i'm not too picky, i'll eat anything that's given to me." he told her with an innocent grin, opening up a bit more and trying to keep the conversation going.
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his brown eyes lit up at the mention of hash browns, causing his stomach to let out a small growl as he looked away in embarrassment. "you must be living right, because i normally would just get bacon, eggs, and toast or waffles, depending on how i feel." arvid told her with a chuckle. the only time he would officially get a good breakfast was if he woke up early enough before his classes. not that he didn't care about his studies, he would practically stay up all night doing just that, homework and all. that's the reason why he'd oversleep, or just sleep through his alarm. on those days, he'd just settle for a sandwhich and go on about his day, or just not eat at all. he turned to look at her for an instant, only to swivel around once again to go to the fridge and get the eggs. opening the refrigerator, he fetched the eggs, as well as the bacon and returned back to her, who had already gotten the pots and pans ready. setting the food down carefully, the male looked down at her, his eyes meeting hers, awaiting her next instructions. at least they were getting along now, and he wasn't getting threatened with a gun.
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he nodded at her response, letting her know that he understood. he wasn't planning on staying a lifetime with her, that'd be rude. it was quite obvious to him too that she was not in the mood for any problems, and he definitely wouldn't be causing them, especially after the hit he just took. arvid rubbed his sore cheek at the thought, and frowned. hadn't he gotten hit enough today? he internally groaned at the thought, closing his tired eyes with a sigh. however, he quickly opened them again at her question. for a moment, he was in deep thought, until his nose caught a hint of what must have been hot chocolate that she made before his arrival. "um... hot chocolate would be nice," he paused, glancing into the kitchen behind her, then back to her. "oh, and my name's arvid." the brown haired male stated, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. most people found his name weird, most likely because it wasn't a normal american name. he wasn't american in any way, he was British, so it only made sense for his parents to give him a British name. her name, though, was interesting and beautiful too. he'd never met an angel before, and he could definitely see where her parents got it from. she had long, blonde, curly hair and her green eyes seemed to glow from where she stood. if there was one word he'd use to describe her, it would be beautiful.

quickly snapping out of his thoughts, arvid refocused on the blankets strewn about on the floor. immediately, the brunette began picking them up. "sorry about this..." he murmured, standing up straight with the covers in his arms. where would he sleep? he'd be fine with just taking the couch, however it really depended on what angel decided. the female would probably feel more comfortable with him sleeping down here and away from her, so he was prepared for that, even though it was a bit chilly. as long as he could rest, was all he cared about.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px] shame on me, you fooled me twice [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
arvid nodded with a smile. "no problem." he responded, watching as she placed the biscuits onto the the pan and then into the oven. god, he couldn't wait to eat those. he couldn't wait to eat everything. when it came to food, in a way, he was a bit impatient. the male knew, though that it took time to make something taste good, so the wait was necessary. the only thing he was worried about, was how much he ate. he could literally eat near endless amounts of food, without feeling not even a little bit full. i guess being a boy, as well as an athletic gave him a high metabolism somehow. anyway, he didn't want to eat all of her food, just because he could eat a lot and by the looks of it, it'd be awhile before she could go to the store.

coming back to reality, arvid looked at her with his chocolate brown eyes. "scrambled is good, thank you." he told her, flashing a gentle smile. he wasn't very picky when it came to his food. heck, he'd eat any and everything if he could, as long as it tastes good. as he watched her cook, a thought then occurred to him. "what made you want to live out here in the country... if you would even call it that." he asked curiously, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he was in thought. he had asked her a similar question the night before, but she didn't really guve him an explanation why, plus it led into the whole parent topic too. maybe now she'd answer him completely. he had no problem with the country, in fact, he found it quite peaceful. however, his lifestyle and family definitely did not fit with living in the country or away from town. sometimes he hated the fast pace of living in a city and being in college. it was almost like he was never relaxed and could never pay attention to the world outside of him. it was frustrating, but it coukd be fun at times too.
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he chuckled gently at her comment, seeing how hesitant she was to answer. maybe he shouldn't have asked? that is, until she began to answer him. he noticed how she avoided his gaze, looking everywhere but him, as well as the sad tone she had in her voice. he frowned upon hearing it. what could have forced her to want to be away from others? his question was quickly answered when she mentioned high school. ohh, that makes sense." he thought, internally nodding to himself. arvid knew tons of people who got out of high school and just disappeared, wanting to get away from whatever troubles they had and start over. some people didn't even make it through high school, making him wonder where they might be now. looking at mercy for a moment, his gaze shifted down to his hands that were on the counter.

"ah, i get you and i can't say i blame you either. high school was annoying." he said to her, a slight groan evident in his voice. he might of had a different point of view and experience than her, but it all ended the same. they hated high school. he hated the over-the-top teachers and the little groups that almost seemed to form on their own, like the popular kids, or the jocks and emos. for him, he probably could have fit in almost every group, he didn't belong to just one. that's how flexible and open he was. however, since he played sports, he automatically got thrown into the "jocks" group. most teenage boys would jump with joy at being in that category, where you get attention from everyone, but especially girls. arvid, on the other hand, hated the attention. sure, he loved being with others, but was almost like too much for him. everyone expected him to do something great every game, and if he screwed up, they'd talk about it for way too long. along with that, he had to worry about schoolwork as well. it was pounds upon pounds for him in his AP classes. although, the worst part about was the overly dramatic girls he had to deal with, every single day. they'd swarm around him, acting as if he was a prize, rather than a human being, and since he was a nice person, he wouldn't say anything. just go along with it. there were rare times where he'd try his luck and date someone, but it all ended the same. they'd stay with him for a month or two, which was completely filled with drama, until they finally got bored and decided to move onto the next person. same pattern, everytime.

"i would have not gone to college, but my father was really strict when it came to that kind of stuff, so i had no choice. it's not that bad though... surprisingly." the brown haired male told her, looking up from his hands and at her, a small smile upon his lips.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px] shame on me, you fooled me twice [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
arvid listened to her intently, his brown eyes meeting her light orbs, as she ran her hand through her long, red locks. his eyes widened with interest and awe when she stated that she was an artist. he knew so many people who claimed they were artists, however, he never found out how far they'd actually get. most artists weren't good enough to get paid, but obviously she must be good if she gets paid more than average people do. "oh wow! you're an artist? you should really show me your work sometime." he chirped with a grin. "only, if you're okay with it, that is." he finished with a light laugh. the brown haired male did take an interest in art, but he definitely wasn't good at making it. he could play the piano somewhat, but that was only when he felt like it or in his free time.

"you obviously don't need college if you're already getting paid, so i don't blame you." arvid told her, before switching his attention to the lovely array of food that lie in front of him. his brown orbs lit up, happy and thankful that he could eat. the male grabbed his plate of food and made his way over to the table that she had pointed at, setting his plate down to look up at her. "orange juice will be good, and truly thank you for this." he answered her, smiling like a child who just got the present they've been wanting for years. he honestly wasn't sure where he'd be if she hadn't offered him food, heck, where would he be if she told him to leave when they first met. he could only picture himself shivering in his car, starving, only to soon get trapped inside by all the snow. the thought only caused him to shiver and be even more thankful. she might not have been comfortable with him being here, but at least she cared enough to do this, despite that.

( hey, maybe later on the storm can cause a power outage and one of them gets sick because it's so cold? )
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px] shame on me, you fooled me twice [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
arvid took the cup of orange juice that she had handed him, then sat down across of her seat, pausing for a short moment to utter a silent prayer before finally beginning to eat. he smiled softly as he chewed the delicious food, looking up at her as she sat down in front of him, his brown orbs shining. "this is very good~" he mused, taking a sip of the orange juice. he wasn't sure when the last time he had eaten with someone like this was. his college roommate wasn't the most open person in the world. heck, he hardly ever saw the guy during the day. he must've been nocturnal or something, only appearing at night, convincing arvid that he was possibly in a cult. that alone only made him want to stay away from the dude even more, but he didn't have much of a choice. so basically, the brown haired male was left to eat by himself the majority of the time. during the times that he visited his family, they'd eat together at the table, all but his father, however he didn't care much for that. if he was going to an *ss, then so be it.

glancing back up at the sound of her voice, he looked at her plate and the bacon on it, then back to his own plate that only had his biscuit left. how did he eat that so quickly? "sure." he said hesitantly with a chuckle. he hadn't realized how hungry he actually was, but he didn't want to take her food. especially the bacon. bacon was amazing, which is why his was no where to be found, already eaten first. unless she didn't like bacon tha much.

( alright, sounds good c: )
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px] shame on me, you fooled me twice [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
"oh, really now?" he chirped, quite impressed. "I can cook, but not as good as that. i didn't inherit my family's ability to cook, even though i was taught somewhat by my mot–" he stopped in the middle of his sentence, realizing the words that were about to exit his lips. he was trying his best to stir clear of the "parent" topic. he didn't want to bring up anything that would ruin her mood. her parents were definitely no exception. the brown haired male then averted his eyes from her, biting his lip as he difted off into thought. where even was his mother? the whole reason he came here was to visit them, but it ended up in this chaos. the world, at times, seemed to do everything in it's power to prevent him from doing the things he wanted. this, was definitely one of those times. he could just call his mother, however, that would be impossible because of this storm. even if he was able to get in touch with her, it wouldn't matter anyways because his car was most likely submerged somewhere, under 6 feet of snow and frozen shut. there was no where for him to go, or even see if they were alright. he did entrust his mother's safety into his brother's hands, but there was only so much he could do. most of the time, his brother would rely on him if anything went wrong. it was only natural though, since he was younger. he wasn't there all the time anymore. he wasn't even close to them either, so he made his brother promise to take care of things while he was gone. if only he knew how well he was doing.

arvid then looked at mercy, his brown eyes looking into hers. he smiled slightly before speaking up. "I honestly like bacon more than sausages, but i'm fine with both." he told her with a smile, finally eating the peice of bacon she had handed him. looking over to the window, he sighed as he saw white flakes of snow still continuing to fall. "how long do you think it'll go on for?" he questioned her absently, staring out the window. if it kept going on like this, they might actually have to jump out the window to get outside.

( hey, sorry for my absence, we had exams this week that were postponed because we had a whole week out from snow, but now since it's over, i should be more active )
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( oh it's perfectly fine~! )

the male sighed quietly at her response, standing up to come rise off his plate as well. arvid froze as the lights began to flicker and then completely turn off. when they turned off, he could hear the heat that had been keeping the house warm, shut off. his heart dropped. placing his plate down, the brown haired male walked over to the light switch and flip it up, frowning as the lights continued to stay dark. he then turned to look at mercy with concerned brown eyes. "do you have a fuse box, by any chance?" arvid questioned her, his voice light, however it was still laced with worry. maybe the power shutting off was just temporary. it's happened before with normal thunderstorms and after a few minutes or an hour it'd come back on. if it wasn't though, they'd have some serious problems. despite not being at home, the male still felt like he should take responsibility. it was in his nature, and he couldn't just sit and let her do everything.

awaiting her response, arvid began processing the situation. if the power didn't come back on, and this was a full on black out, they'd need flashlights or at least candles for some kind of light. blankets was a must, obviously. no one wants to freeze in their own house. as he thought this, he looked around the house, rubbing the back of his head and biting his lip slightly. they could block the bottom of the doors and windows with the blankets too, if the wind started to blow. he silently thanked god for her having a fireplace that wasn't electric. the only problem about staying down here was that there was so many places the cold could get in, although he didn't want to make it awkward and ask to stay in her room...
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the brown haired male was soon snapped out of his thoughts of planning and followed mercy as she led the way to the fuse that was upstairs. he felt like there was something he was forgetting. of course, he couldn't figure it out, and instead redirected his attention to the fuse box. he looked from it over to mercy, who's light eyes shined with worry. it might sound weird, but seeing the worry in her eyes was odd. so far, he never saw her express any emotion of that kind. even when he asked about her parents, she still kept a stony face. however, his own eyes reflected the same worry, despite his calm exterior. so much could go wrong if they couldn't get the power back on, and he was not prepared to freeze to death during his winter break.

as mercy opened the box, he frowned ever so slightly, staring at the different fuses. he was definitely forgetting something. right when the red haired female reached for the switch, it finally clicked. "no no no, wait!" he shouted, suddenly going to reach for her hand, but it was too late. arvid flinched as she yelped in pain, hearing the loud electic shock throughout the hall. he took a quick glance at her hand, noticing the cut and cringing. "sh*t" he whispered under his breath, gently grabbing her wrist to get a better look at her injury. stomach churning slightly, he looked at her, noticing her eyes becoming watery. "sorry, i should have checked to make sure all the light switches were off..." the brown haired male muttered, his mind flashing back to the lights in her room that they left on before the power outage. he shook his head in guilt. how could he have forgotten that. "but it's going to be okay, i'll be right back." he told her, reassuringly as he took over down the hall to her bedroom, fetching a wash cloth and soaking it in cold water. quickly returning back to mercy, he knelt down in front of her so he could see her wound better, before casting a glance up at her. "this might sting a little bit..." he told the female regretfully, placing the cold, wet wash cloth over her cut/burn, dabbing it as gently as he could.
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arvid frowned, continuing to gently clean off her wound as well as cool it. he couldn't take her cries of pain and the way she gripped onto his shoulder only showed how much pain she was in. he was normally used to this because of his brother, but for some reason, hearing mercy in so much pain was torture. "shh, shh, it's okay." he hushed her in a soft voice, biting his lip in concentration. the brown haired male finally finished and looked up at her, noticing the tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. he might not have shown it, but when he looked at her and saw her tears, his heart dropped. he wasn't sure why. maybe it was because he never thought he'd see her in this kind of state. the fact that he could have stopped it only made the feeling worse. it should have been him who went and touched the switch. it should have been him who got the terrible burn. not her. if only he had reacted faster and was more cautious. it could have all been avoided. now the power was probably permanently shut off, and they couldn't rely on the fuse box anymore because the wires are burned. how could things get any worst?

shaking his head internally, he slowly reached up to her face and wiped away her tears, looking into her light, watery eyes. "your okay. i'll be back in a second, okay? keep this on your wound." arvid instructed her, before standing up and quickly dashing back into her room down the hall and then into the bathroom. rummaging through the cabinets, the male finally found a first aid kit and then returned to mercy. softly, he removed the cloth and set it down before rubbing aloe vera gel from the first aid kit on her wound. he then grabbed a roll and bandages and began to wrap her hand up tightly. as he did this, he glanced up at the female, hoping he wasn't hurting her anymore than she already was.
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arvid held her hand firmly, squeezing it lightly as he finished wrapping her hand. "it's okay, your done now." he said quietly, turning his head slightly to look at her on his shoulder. he hoped she wasn't crying again, although he could kind of hear it in her voice. he rubbed her back for a moment, then pulled away from the redheaded female slowly, his brown orbs scanning her flushed face. as he looked at her, he suddenly felt like he couldn't let her get hurt anymore. he had already felt that it was his fault for her getting injured now, and he definitely wasn't going to let it happen again. not if he could help it. maybe it was just in his nature to feel like everything is his responsibility. when he was younger, he made sure his mother didn't have to do any housework, even against her wishes. maybe that's how it should be now... he thought, looking at her again.

slowly, the brown haired male shifted before standing up once more. "i'm pretty sure your still hurting, so do you have any pain killers?" he asked her. she probably felt like there was electricity flowing through her veins right now. at least, thats how his brother described it after sticking a key into an electrical socket. shaking that thought from his head, arvid looked down the hall to the stairs then to her room. he hated asking her all these questions when she was in so much pain, but he had no choice. he wasn't sure where she kept her things. his first guess would be downstairs in a cabinet in the kitchen, then he thought her room, however he didn't want to leave her for too long. turning back to mercy, he added, "oh and if your fine with it, i can do things for now, since your injured. so, if you need anything, don't be afriad to ask me." he told her with a smile. even if she objected, he wouldn't continue to let her do everything. she wasn't alone anymore, so she didn't have to do everything on her own. he did understand if she felt like she had to. she had been living alone for her whole life, it was only natural for her to be used to caring for herself and doing all the work.
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++don't worry, there's no need to rush. take you time~

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hello~ it's been a while since i've posted on here, and i am terribly sorry about that. it was hard for me to find muse for some of my characters, plus i'm in so many other clans. anyway, i would like to get back into the clan and start role playing again, although i'm not sure if my characters got taken off the first post, but they were: Tempestfall and Ebonyleaf -- i think i might kill off Ebonyleaf in this plot since i kind of had nothing to do with her. i will make more characters though! but first, i guess I have to wait and see if you accept me back lol