twist my leg why don't you

Hanzō · 10-28-2020, 02:04 PM

Hattori waited and did not push the issue. He saw a flash of defiance in her eyes and wondered if she would snap at him for speaking out of place, it had happened a handful of times before given that Hattori was the sort who said what was on his mind, bluntly and to the point. Something his employers did not always appreciate. But Venom said nothing and neither did he. In silence he waited, his breathing slow and steady, everything about him certain and calm. And then she moved stiffly and with great effort, he remained as still as possible as she clambered atop of him. Draped over his sides and shoulders like a cloak. With a muffled grunt he pushed himself up onto his paws, his movements for the most part were easy and fluid but with Venom perched atop his back he was almost painfully aware of every shift of muscle and flesh.

He pursed his lips into a frown. She'd broken a leg? That was worse than he'd feared, if the injury was severe as it seemed she would be bed ridden for at least a season and maybe more if it didn't heal well. Not a good look for an empress regardless.

"Of course." He said but did not nod since it would no doubt jostle her.

The going was slow and his shoulder throbbed in complaint but he ignored it and pressed his lips into a thin, dark line. She was heavier than she looked but Hattori knew better than to say that to a woman. In time the pair approached the palace and Hattori slipped inside wordlessly, the dark corridors kept them away from prying eyes and ears and when Hattori eventually laid her out on the soft comfort of her furs his back was aching up a storm. But nothing compared to the pain Venom was no doubt experiencing. Where was that damn healer?

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twist my leg why don't you

hattori

Hanzō