Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131202223320

(Thank you, Logan, for making MacLeod and me feel awkward.)

Revan looked at the bloody bra and back at Kirina.

''By the Shattering Moon. She's got no sense of awareness or decency. Lord, keep me strong.''

Revan removed Kirina's bottom undergarments, without looking, and tossed the red-stained underwear outside. Next, he turned the water off and picked up a towel. Still not looking, he wiped her clean as best as he could. Then, he bunched up Kirina's hair and wrapped another towel around it.

Finally, MacLeod took the bathrobe and draped it on Kirina, and slipped her arms threw it and tied the towel rope tightly to keep Kirina decent and the robe in place.

At last, the task was complete, and MacLeod carried the sleeping girl into the nearby bedroom with a bed and hammock inside. He gently set her down on the bed and tucked her in.

"Right then, my turn." He went into the hallway, cleaned up the bloody water, threw Kirina's undergarments into the washing machine and started the wash. Then he returned to the bathroom, changed out, took a quick shower, dried off, changed back into his shirt and shorts, left, checked to ensure the consoles were "green", took his sword, returned to his bedroom with the hammock and Kirina and slept in the hammock. Almost like he was guarding them both in his sleep.

But tonight, like every night for the past seven years, an augument with Himself replaced his dreams.