Lost Puppy In The Rain

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TIME | Past Midnight
PLACE | At Her Home. Midnight Street 9. Gaia
DATE | Late July
WEATHER | Raining A Little, Lukewarm Temperature

OUTFIT - Black Dress + Boots

Topic For - @Evan

Chantell was almost stumbling out of the club, as she turned to Marilla, before she said " And then, he asked if i needed help opening the bottle, like i was some damsel in distress ". Marilla laughed a little, before she said " But why did you give it to him then? ", as she had seen it all.
A little smirk slowly crept over Chantell´s lips, as she said " Cause i wanted to see him squirm a little, in front of his friends ". Marilla looked a little surprised, before she said " Oh GIRL, you didnt! " she exclaimed.
" Oh yes i did! ". She had obviously used magic, so the poor guy couldnt get the lid off the expensive wine bottle, and when he had lost enough face in front of his friends, she had taken the bottle and just ever so gently opened it, in front of him and his friends. " It was so worth it ".

The two girls just laughed as they moved down the alley way. They didnt live that far away from the place, and Marilla hadnt been drinking that night, as she was the sober driver, sadly for her. As they had moved down long enough.. Chantell stopped, as she thought she heard something, before she said " Wait here " Marilla looked at her with a raised brow, before she said " Why do i have to- " - " Syyh! " Chantell held a hand in front of her own plump lips, as she walked closer, before she almost fell, as she jumped back. Lucky for her, she had choosen flat pumps this day, and not stilettos like normally. " Oh god! " she whispered terrified, as she looked at the supernatural creature. " Do you.. think its dead? " Marilla was looking over her shoulder at this point, as Chantell rolled her eyes. " Obviously not. It´s still breathing but.. it looks.. to be sick.. ".

It didnt take long for Chantell to ask Marilla to help her, with seeing if the creature was dying or if it could actually be saved. At first she thought it was wounded, but when it werent.. and she felt its warmth.. " Maybe it really is sick.. ".
She then got Marilla to help take the dog up, as they did their best to get it inside the car, before they drove it to Chantell´s apartment, when inside.. Chantell began finding something for the dog, as she talked a little with Marilla before saying goodbye.
All night, she stayed up to watch over the.. supernatural dog, while also ordering a box of fresh raw steaks she could fetch from the local shop, as she was sure.. this thing, would be HUNGRY when it woke up, and she did NOT want to end up on the list of food. She couldnt just have left the poor thing out in the rain, and in that dirty alley.

After that, she just cleaned a little and found a beautiful bowl in marble, almost flat but with edges that went up, just so the water could stay in it, as she placed it on the table next to where the dog way laying in the big couch. * There, all set *.
She then sat down in the other just.. a good place away from the dog, as she waited for it to wake up the next day, but ended up falling asleep in the black silk dres with her boots still on, and the shoulder length brown hair, wavy as if was, laying down over half her face..

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It had actually been a great night. Summer vacation was awesome! Evan had been out pretty much as often as he could, partying, dancing with friends and strangers alike and it had been mostly freeing. However as the night progressed he had started to feel a chill, not the good one you got when a girl decided to dance closer, but the bad one like he was coming down with something. Had someone slipped something in his drink? Or had he actually managed to get sick all on his own? He had stumbled out of the bar, shivering with cold and feeling the pull to return to his real form. It was in his nature to use all of his strength to heal, and keeping up the facade of the human form would take away from that. His clothes had been broken to pieces as the hound had come out, however he hadn't reached far in to an alley before collapsing. The great hound panting, shivering, even if to outsiders he looked more than warm. A hell hound was per nature warm, warm like a blazing fire, but right now it felt like his fire had dimmed down.
He had been half awake, growling exhaustedly as the two strangers had picked him up, but he was too weak to actually fight back. He could've barked or snapped at them, clawed at them with his great paws, but instead he had fallen asleep. It was rare for Evan to sleep around strangers, but his body was clearly affected by whatever this sickness was. Drowsy and dreaming vividly as his body was trying to fight the invading sickness.
In fact he went in and out of sleep for the roughly first twenty-four hours, only waking to growl, turn over and continue sleeping. He knew he would be starving once he awoke, but it was like his body was trying to hibernate this out of his system. As the next night arose, his red eyes opened, drowsily moving around almost as if he was still drunk. The large hound stumbled, falling in to the bed at first then some wardrobe before it collapsed once more, huffing and puffing as he felt like he needed to get out of this place. He didn't recognize his surroundings.

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Chantell woke up with a jolt, as she heard AND felt something bump into the bed. " Wha, who.. what? " She moved the long brown hair back with a swift motion of her hand, as her two colored eyes gazed around the room. Eyes mixed, right eye with more brown in it, but a little bit of a string of green and the left with almost pure green but a string of brown in them, as she looked confused around, before she remembered. " Oh ".
* Oh yeah, it was such a great idea Chantell. Drag the demon looking dog that could eat you, all the way back to your home. I´m sure.. that it will work out *, she said all to herself inside her chaotic mind, as she moved from the bed and walked over towards the wardrobe, as she looked nervously towards the big dog.

" H-Hey big man.. syyysh. Easy there.. you had a rough night, didnt you? ". She looked nervously at him, even terrified. She walked slowly to the beginning of the closet, as she said, as if it could understand her. " There is no way out of the closet, but.. if you follow me, i can show you down?, but.. i would recommend.. that you stay, atleast until you are healthy again.. ". She listened to the slight rain that had started outside, as she looked to the window, before she got up and walked over to turn the light a little up, but not much, as they could be adjusted, before she turned once more towards the hound, as she took a rather... submissive approach, both with body language, and being on her knees, on the beautiful white carpet. " I dont wanna hurt you.. ". She held her hand a little forward, but not mund, and with the palm up, just to show.. that she didnt mean no harm. " You hungry?... thirsty? ".

Gæst

The hound growled as the stranger approached him, however he was much too sick to even speak in any language. Simply growling and whining as he tried moving. The scent of her made him know exactly what she was, his eyes widening as he felt his heart start to race. Witch. What was it with witches and kidnapping him lately? Did he give off a distinct vibe? She seemed to understand him, at least to some degree, but as she got down on the carpet the hound's beady eyes landed on her, albeit his vision was still rather blurry. Her voice was sweet, almost like honey, and the way she moved made him know she was good on her feet. He stepped forward, collapsing in front of her as his snout buried itself in the white carpet, filling it with smoke from his lungs as he started panting again. A hell hound didn't need water, in fact in a situation right now it could be deadly to him, but how could he describe that to her when he could barely walk, let alone talk.

In the days that followed, Evan seemed to be able to communicate that he was hungry. The steaks she had brought proved valuable, but he did make a mess on her kitchen floor. That night he had snuck up on her bed, needing more heat than the floor could provide, and all living bodies gave off this nice radiation of heat. It wasn't like a fire, but it was warmer than sleeping alone. He growled as she tried pushing him down, nudging his head at her duvet, crawling under it - although with his size he only managed to hide his body beneath it, laying close to the small witch.

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Chantell sighed, as she talked in the phone with Marilla. " Of course. I have always wanted a smoking dog, in the sense that it actually SMOKES from the creature.. no it´s fine really, he is actually behaving rather well?, if you dont count the growling and breaking things into the equation.. ". She looked over at the bloody floor for a moment, before she looked at the carpet. " Oh god!, no " she exclaimed, as she said " I´ve gotta go Marilla, call you later, bye! " as she hung up and almost ran to her carpet. " No no no ". She tried to get the blood stains out of it, as she sighed. " Get a dog they said. It will make your life much richer, or poor.. taking in, that it just destroyed my italian handmade rug..." she sighed, as she glanced over at the dog. " Do you have to be so messy? " she looked at him almost as if she was angry, but.. then just started laughing as she sat down. " Oh well, it´s only a carpet.. and its not " she looked around " as i miss the money to buy something else ". She smiled, as she got up, before she fetched the mop to clean the blood and gnark from the meat on her floor.

As the days followed, she gathered that he didnt drink, or even got near the thing, and he never laid near the windows, and sun was definitely something he preferred. She cranked her radiators a little more up, as she walked around the house, mostly in her shorts, or skirts, summerdresses, sometimes jogging pants, hair in a bun and a big shirt on at night, with a glass of wine. One of the nights she had gotten out of the shower, she walked to her bed in the silk white robe, before yawning, as she felt like she could finally sleep.. as the dog had been with her for some days now, and it didnt seem to want to eat her.
She yawned softly, as she stretched a little, before she let the robe fall down and took on a long shirt and matching underwear, as she walked to the bed and almost plummeted, as this was the FIRST night... she could actually relax and not feel like being close to death, with a supernatural creature in the house, that she had ended up calling Anubis, since he looked majestic but also was so dark in it, and shadow and such, were just so cliche for her.

" Mm... Anubis stop it " she gently pushed his snout away, as she heard him growl. In a groggy way, she growled softly back, as she chuckled gently, before saying " Dont growl at me young man.. ". She sighed softly, as she said " FINE... but dont push me out of the bed, okay?".
She opened one eye and looked at the creature with a little smile. It was actually rather nice.. having someone in this big empty mansion. Softly she took more of the duvet and gently placed over the dog, as she moved closer, before she fell asleep.

How many times she had fallen in the remains of its feast, or heard it growl at her, and jumped from it.
But now.. she just growled back if it growled at her, and each morning she would always open the door, and gesture to it, that it was allowed to leave, even making the door just stay open, until night fall, before she would invite the big dog with her to bed, to just snuggle up to it.

One of those nights she sighed softly, as she gently stroke the dogs head, as she said " Who would know, that i would actually grow to like you.. you can take that as a compliment, since you sometimes really are a pain in the ass Anubis " she laughed softly, before she sighed, as she gently hugged him, as she fell asleep.
The next morning she got up, as she walked into the wardrobe, took some clothing like each and every day, as she walked downstairs, found the meat for the dog, before she yawned, as she looked towards it. " Be a good boy and dont ruin anything more okay? " as she smiled to him, before opening the door, so he could go out if he wanted. She wasnt holding him there.. she had just helped him.
She walked downstairs to the lagoon, as she took a quick shower, before she walked naked over to the lagoon looking pool, as she slowly glided down into the water and underneath the blank surface, before resurfacing again, as the music she had put on started, just some casual old school rock. It had been what?... six days the dog had stayed with her now.. Hell, the times she had yelled BAD BOY to him, just to get a growl back and then been all like - nevermind -, men now.. tsk, she just growled back at him, if he growled at her. Guess there really were rules in the supernatural realm too.

He looked alot better.. which almost saddened her a little.. as she knew he would probably go soon, but then again.. it would save her lamps and expensive nips she had here and there, as there had been a few occuring accidents with a tail bumping into some of her things.. resulting in chaos.
She chuckled softly by the memory, as she stood and just enjoyed the water, falling from the ceiling.

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As the day passed, so did Evan's strength get back, but he still felt too weak to actually change in to his human form. The change at this point could prove painful if he even tried. So staying a hell hound was all he could do right now. He had taken notice of how she left the door open, but he knew going out in his current form would only draw attention to him, and he was not feeling to be hunted down.
On that day he had watched her get out of the shower, walking down to the small pool which he made sure to stay away from. In his human form he wouldn't mind water, he actually enjoyed showers, but as he was still healing, he wanted to steer clear of anything cooling. However he did watch her. It was strange. While in this form, he never looked at people as being appealing one way or another, they just looked like ... Well ... People he supposed. Had he been in his human form he was sure he would've found her attractive or something of the likes, but as a hound he didn't even think of that. Maybe it was some sort of lost innocence he bore within him, but alas the beast did not ponder for long.
However as the days passed, it had soon been a full week he had spent with her, and he was growing weary, amping up his growling, which she had just figured to return with her own growling. How did he get out of this situation without him getting stamped as either a creep or a monster? It was growing on him, and part of him wanted to stay on her good side. Maybe he could sneak out, return as the hound for a few times or something? But on the other hand he wanted to tell her how he had appreciated what she had done for him. How well she had treated him despite his hideous looks. How she had opened up her home and perhaps part of her heart to him. It just wasn't fair to let her wait any longer. "Witch," he spoke one evening as they were sitting around the living room. The TV was on, some reality show displaying a couple who had kept getting married and divorced over a couple of years. "I need to tell you something," he spoke, it was the first time he had spoken verbally. His voice deep and raspy, a slight growl to every pronunciation.
His heart was beating in his chest as he moved to his legs, walking a bit around as he felt rather distressed. He spotted a blanket that he had pushed on the floor earlier that day, walking over to it and burying himself in it, hiding most of his body. That was when he started to morph, his beastly features reclining and leaving way for his human disguise. A bit shaky on his legs, he grabbed around the blanket, holding it close to his chest as he looked down in shame. Was she going to freak out? Was she going to yell at him, curse him out and throw him away like she should've done a week prior? "My name is not Anubis ... It's Evan," he spoke, his human voice much more warm and charming than his beastly one.

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It had been a rather slow and nice evening, as she was just laying in the couch with the big dog. She sighed, as she had accidentally switched over on some sorry as hell show. " Oh god. I dont understand people like that. Either stay together or be in an open relationship and if not, then part ways, right? " she looked over at the dog with a soft smile, as she chuckled softly, before she sighed. " People like that make me sick. As if real love actually exist. It´s just some childhood fairytale, a disney movie one would say " She shrugged, as she was ready to press the remote once more, before she heard the voice.
She looked a little stunned at first, when he said witch, but then. " Oh wauw, you.. you can actually speak? " she tilted her head a little to the side, as she said " S-Sure i mean. You have had to keep up with my constant blabbe, so.. shoot? " as she looked a little nervous for what the hound would tell her.

She slowly got up from the couch, as she walked over towards him, as she said " Hey.. Anubis, dont hide like that, i´m sure it will be alri- " she stopped, as she suddenly heard the sound of the morphing, only to be face to face with a most handsome stranger, with the most sculptured jaw she had ever laid eyes on, and a body, what looked like.. covered in tattoos.
She had been reaching forward towards him, as she had said the things.. so the hand was just frozen at this point, almost touching his chest, as she looked at him, in pure shock.

All the nights, sleeping next to him, in almost nothing, and what she had shared with him, and.. just in general.. everything. A slight rosy blush began showing over her cheekbones, as she pulled her hand to herself, before she noticed how he looked down. Slowly... she reached out, as she gently placed her hand underneath his chin, as she would make him look up. " H-Hey.. it´s okay ".
Her heart was beating a little faster, but.. how could it not. This wasnt a disney movie, but it clearly felt like one, but instead of kissing a frog, she had nurtured a beast into health.
" Sure your name isnt Adam or beast " she winked, as she meant in beauty and the beast, as she let her hand glide away, before she said. " So.. Evan ". She was sitting on her knees at his side, as she looked into his eyes with her two colored ones, as she said " Well.. this is rather awkward isnt it. Ehm, is there something i could fetch you?, a pair of pants and shirt perhaps, i.. think i have something at home, from a new collection i´ve started on, but i dont know if it will be to your liking or.. fitting.. ". She felt like, that if she just acted normal in all of this, or as normal as she could.. then it wouldnt freak her as much out.

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Evan felt so embarrassed, so vulnerable, but he had no choice but to finally come clean. However he also knew that he might be in over his head with what she had shared and his eyes had seen. To him it had never been sexual, it had just been the comfort of trust, and he had never found himself drawn to her in his other form. She pulled his chin up, forcing him to look at her, his blue eyes sad as she tried to comfort him. Her next words made him scoff, a faint smile creeping up on his lips as he shook his head. How could he not get the reference when they had spent some nights watching some of her favorite Disney movies. Her hand moved away, and now they were both sitting in silence as realization was slowly making it way through both of their heads.
He kept his gaze low, feeling like looking at her wouldn't help much. She suggested getting him some clothes, and frankly he was rather surprised by the fact that she was keeping this calm. Perhaps it was the silence before the storm, that soon enough she would explode with emotions and yell at him. In a way he felt like he had deceived her, but how could he have described it when he had been so sick and weak? "Yeah, uhm, some clothes would be nice," he agreed. Not that he minded being naked, it was more so just the fact that it added to the awkwardness between them. Part of him started to feel guilty again. Couldn't he just have stayed a hound and have run away in the dead of night never to be found again? But then again it wouldn't have been fair to either of them. He wanted to genuinely thank her for her kindness, but alas sitting here he didn't know how to.
She was beautiful, a young woman with a whole lot of talent and a big heart. He had been so lucky to see how she would work on her different designs, and when she weren't doing that she was sketching. Nobody could deny that she was creative, and the way she saw the world was almost innocent in a way. Evan had been a big and terrifying hell hound, and even that hadn't made her stray away from showing kindness. "I ... Uhm ... I'm sorry if you feel betrayed," he said, frowning and shaking his head. That sounded stupid, but it was the best that he could do.

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