A place to think

[knox]

The young demon hadn't heard the nurse speak before he'd collapsed, nor had he heard anything that was said after he'd collapsed.. everything had shut down due to whatever drug had been given to him. And several hours later he groggily let out a low groan, turning his head slightly to the side. He had a migraine from hell and couldn't really focus on much of anything. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, not picking up on another heartbeat or scent in the room thankfully, though a small breeze from the door that had been left cracked open let him know that he didn't have a thing covering his body. He tried to move his right hand to press against his temple, hoping to clear away the grogginess from his thoughts, though realized he couldn't move his arms. What the hell? He thought, lifting his head enough to look over himself. THE HELL? He thought, perhaps a little louder in his own head.

Knox strained his arms against the straps that bound him to the bed before huffing as the motion made his head throb more. Chocolate colored eyes moved around the room, making sure he was indeed alone and when he was satisfied that he was he dropped his head back against the hard bed, inhaling slowly. He closed his eyes and let out the same breath, then took in another, let it out and pulled in another. His eyes popped open again, no longer brown but a bright ruby red, within those few seconds the mocha tint of his skin had darkened considerably, the muscles in his chest, arms, and legs expanded making the straps hug his frame even tighter than before. He closed his eyes again, taking in another slow, deep breath before a low growl rumbled deeply in his chest, pushing out his arms until the straps that held him down snapped. He sucked in a quick breath before he jumped up from the bed and had to hold onto the side of the bed for a moment as the blood rushed back to his head.

No warning registered as everything returned to normal within moments. Knox had complete control over the demon that raged inside of him, years of practice had made that possible. He licked at his lips, spotting his clothes just thrown onto the floor and yanking them up. I swear when I find out what these idiots are up to.. He thought as he yanked his boxers into place, followed by his jeans and then his boots. His weapons had been left inside of his jeans, thank god, and he quickly put them back into their respective places before snatching up his bag and grabbing his shirt to peek quickly out into the hall. Empty. Awesome. Without much of a second thought the young male slipped from the room, moving with determination toward the door that had led them in here before spotting the demon girl he'd brought in here. Her room was empty as well, and he considered leaving her behind. Buuut with a frown pulling his lips, he rolled his eyes and slipped into her empty room, dropping his bag by her bed and shifting around so that he had a full view of the window and the door in case anyone tried to sneak up on him again.

He shook the girls shoulder, then yanked his shirt on, "Hey, wake up.. Come on.. Get up." A demanding whisper slipped out of his lips as he shook her shoulders. Knox yanked the blade from it's sheathe at his side, then proceeded to cut the straps holding her down rather than fight to figure out how to undo them. As soon as they were all cut he dropped the blade back into it's place, his gaze darting between the door and the girls face. He didn't really want to leave her, especially if they were doing some strange operations and experiments, but if it came down to it, Knox would save his own ass over anyone else's, any day of the week. His hand came up, slapping her cheek with just enough force to jostle her head slightly, not enough to hurt her, but hopefully enough to startle her awake. "Chick, wake the hell up." He whispered again, still in that harsh demanding tone.

[Katerina Night]

Kat wasn't sure what was going on, didn't know she was moved to a clinic, drugged, strapped down. And hooked up to some strange I.V unit. She was however feeling alot of fucking pain in her side. It hurt more than she knew why and a part of her wanted to wake up to figure it out. She was locked inside her own body or something is how she saw this situation. Hell she didn't even catch Knox's scent coming into her room or the shake to her shoulder. Hell if she did she would of been relieved someone was trying to bring her out of this damn problem.

Mentally she was growling at the pain in her side, having no idea the doctor decided to leave it for now. Knowing she couldn't far with such an injury, or he was hoping. The mix blood was already trying to work on fixing her up itself in a natural type healing process. But with the drugs in her system it was going agonizingly slow. So when the slap connect with her cheek she actually felt it and moaned out softly. Eyelids finally fluttering a moment before opening and those green eyes landed on dark brown. "Damn...my side", moving to try and see and feeling dizzy so she stopped.

Still not even registering her clothes were well none existent as she looked back up to the other. Finally registering his scent was off but to out of it to ask. "What's wrong...with me?" Trying to sit up again before grabbing her head and his arm suddenly keeping her from falling to the side. The hand at her head suddenly dropping to the side and she hissed softly though gritted teeth. Her blood catching her nose and she let a low growl escape.

[knox]

Knox let out a relieved little breath as the girl groaned and stirred. Good that was better than her just laying there and he really didn't want to leave her behind, especially knowing these idiots were up to something here. He was determined to figure out what, but not until he was at a safe enough distance away from them. He nodded when she spoke. "Yeah, you'll probably be in some pain until everything has worn off... doesn't matter. Get up." He demanded, dark eyes flicking to the window and the door he'd left just slightly cracked to be able to pick up a scent if it came too close. His gaze dropped back to the girl as she spoke again, shaking his head softly. "You got into a fight with a bear, I brought you here to keep you from bleeding out, these assmonkies decided it was a good idea to drug the both of us. That's the short version." He said in a low whisper, trying to make sure she kept quiet too.

The young halfling pulled back from the girl to grab his bag, quickly digging into it to find one of his shirts, definitely too big for the girl, but it would be something to cover her at the very least. "I'll give you the long version when we're outta here, now shut up and get up.." He demanded in another low whisper, letting her hold onto his arm while he rifled through his bag until he found a short sleeved black shirt and passed it to her. "Put this on and keep quiet." He whispered as his eyes flicked back to the doorway. It was still quiet out in the hall, and no new scents had floated in on the air that flowed through the crack. He didn't know much about anything medical, but had a feeling the girl would heal just fine. Even at that, he freed his arm from her grasp and moved to peek through some of the drawers and cabinets, barely making a sound. He found gauze and some sterile needles in their protective wrapping as well as thread. Never know when this sort of thing would come in handy.

He quickly grabbed as much as would fit into his bag and dropped it in before zipping it back up and lifting the bag onto his shoulder. "Come on, woman, they could be back any second, we don't have a lot of time here.." He whispered, shooting a dark glance at her and holding out his arm to help her sit up at the very least.

[Katerina Night]

Hearing him she nodded about the pain blinking some when he spoke about having something wear off. Narrowing her eyes slightly to the demand before letting it go for now. Trying again to get up only to hear him mention the bear which she slightly remembered than looked around the room. It appeared like a doctor's hospital. Narrowing her eyes some as she looked about the room again, taking in the smells and a low growl was working its way free. Turning back to him not sure what she thought about this but not happy that was clear.

Looking over at him and wondering what he was going before he mentioned telling her about the long version later. Seeing the shirt and taking it though glared back his tone, moving carefully to slip the shirt on. His scent was suddenly hitting her and she couldn't help inhaling it. "Will you stop being so.." She shook her head and turned to look at the door before hearing him in the drawers and raised a brow slightly before touching her side again. Curling her lips some before he mentioned their need to leave and grabbed his arm swinging her legs off the side. Biting down on her lip from the pain.

Pushing up off the table not liking the pain in her side, but just the little he said had her ready to go. Still a little unstable from the drugs and leaned against the guy. Letting him decide where they were going she had no idea even where they were at right now.

[knox]

"So what?" He whispered back to her comment. Yeah, he was rushing, and being a bit of an ass, but he would like to get the hell out of here before any of the doctors or nurses came back to check on them. He was acually surprised that no one had come along yet. Even in the heated situation, Knox couldn't help letting his dark eyes dance over the girls form, dressed in his shirt, appraising her before smiling to himself. He tore his gaze away and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling the one of hers that had his arm up and around his neck. Knox moved them to the door, pausing for a moment to listen, to breathe. "Alright, don't make a sound, no matter what." He said in a barely audible whisper.

Without another word he yanked the door open and pulled the girl into the hall. For the breifest of seconds he turned as if he were going to head back toward the front of the building where they had come in earlier, but instead shook his head and turned his back on it. He'd seen a back way out of here before and he was now pulling the girl towards it. He moved quickly, yet silently, his boots barely making a sound against the floor before they would hit the door. He stared at it for a moment, emergency exit with an alarm.. Damn. He shifted the girl to lean her against the doorframe before his eyes darted back down the hall to the front of the building. Apparently they hadn't noticed his and the girl's partial escape yet. His tongue brushed over his lips, yanking the switchblade from his pocket and turning back to the door, dark eyes searching out where the alarm would run from the door's opening. A little smirk hit his lips when he found the wire and grabbed two sets of surgical forceps from a tray beside one of the doors. There was blood on it, but he really wasn't worried about that. Once more he glanced to the girl, pursing his lips slightly and giving her that 'shush' face, then glanced back over his shoulder. Still nothing. Good.

He reached up with the switchblade, cutting the wire and then placing the two ends back together with his fingers before placing the blade between his teeth. Knox worked quickly, expertly. This wasn't the first time he had disarmed an alarm... he'd made quite the life of a theif there for a bit.. Alarms were something he'd had to get past. Using his fingers he kept the metal of the wire together while he stripped the plastic coating on them. He clamped each end with one of the forceps, the metal acting as a conduct for the small voltage of electric that passed through. Knox then placed the two handles of the forceps together, snapping them into place with one of the small rubbed bands around his wrist. He hadn't cut off the electric to the alarm, instead he'd just extended their way of exit. Most didn't realize it, but an emergency door wouldn't sound it's alarm as soon as the door opened, no, it had to be opened so far and then the wire pulled, which tripped the alarm. He just extended the wire. He pushed on the handle of the door, easing it open, all the while his eyes darted between the wire, the door, the girl and the hallway to be sure noone was coming. When the wire was stretched as far as it would go, leaving just barely enough space for each of them to slip through, he reached out for her, gently taking her arm and motioning for her to go.

[Katerina Night]

Kat rolled her eyes and just shook her head, 'Jerk' she thought even if he was a rather sexy one at that. Closing her eyes a moment to push those thoughts away didn't even know who he was and was already being bad with those thoughts. Than again she loved playing with men and damn she could think of fun to have with this particular one. Letting him move her arm around his neck and leaned into him trying to not wince at the pain still in her side. Pushing her other hand a little more on the shirt to keep any blood from dripping. Giving him a nod before they slipped out.

She two was wondering where the people were although wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth either. Little did either know the clinic had a secret basement and the three were down running special tests. They'd taken samples from both more Kat than Knox at least for now.

Looking around when they stopped not sure which way they needed to go so she just let him decide. Although going out the front wasn't one she like with how she looked. And let out a breath as he headed for the back before seeing the alarm and was made to lean on the wall. Her eyes going to the cart he was grabbing the forceps from spotting a small towel and tap. Reaching carefully she picked up the towel and lifted the shirt to lay it against the wound. Biting her lip before holding it with one hand and with the other put the tape in her mouth. Tearing off pieces and working to stick them on her skin to hold it.

Keep the wound clean for now and from leaving any kind of trail hopefully. Getting the edges down than having both hands and worked to seal the rest of it in the area. Letting out a breath slowly before laying the tape back down and waiting for him, although didn't need to long. Making sure the shirt was back down around her first. Pushing off from the wall she felt the more gentler tug and moved forward to slip out of the door. Careful to not if she could help it brush against anything. Leaning some on the wall beside them till he was out and taking in breaths. She still wasn't feeling all that hot.

Using him once more once he was out and just wanting as far away as she could get from here.

[knox]

He didn't pay much attention to what the girl was doing as he worked on the alarm, all he cared about was getting the hell out of here and away from these psychopaths. Once she was out the door he slipped himself carefully through the small space, barely making it through at all. It was a bit of a task, but thankfully he managed to, and then shut the door quietly behind him. If these morons weren't observant then they probably wouldn't even notice the forceps on the door until it was too late. He quickly slipped his arm back around her waist to support her as they moved down a dark alley. It was still light enough out that they could see where they were going, but it was obvious that the sun was setting. "How long have you been in this... town?" He asked in a whisper, still keeping his voice low just in case. He was asking questions simply for the matter of trying to figure out if she knew what the hell was going on here.

His first day here and he'd been attacked by a doctor, what the hell? Seriously, everything he'd heard about this place said that they were trying to repopulate the earth, that this was a safe place for people to come, but he was having a hard time believing this now. He was starting to think that they were bringing people to this 'safe place' just to do horrible things to them, there had to be something better left in the world than this place. As he moved toward the end of the alley, he was thinking of trying to find a shop where she could find something better to wear than his shirt.

[Katerina Night]

Kat took in a few shallow breaths, she wanted to lay down again and couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. Glancing a moment to her arms and noticed the small puncture holes those eyes narrowed slightly as she ran her fingers along them a moment. Wondering just what the hell was going on herself and what they were wanting to do with her and this guy? Still annoyed they bring her here and don't even work on her injury which lucky for them was leaving her weak. Because she might of gone back and beat the hell out of someone. When he was out she moved to get further down the alley, laying her head slightly on his shoulder.

Though at the question she shook her head, "I just arrived actually....Not even sure where here is really." Having to pause some feeling like she wanted to pass back out but was fighting it before thinking about the marks. "Hey...do you have needle marks in your arms? Both of mine look like I was being used a pin cushion." Looking up slowly to see where they were and honestly not thinking about clothes she wanted the hell away from those people. She'd kill them later when she was stronger.

[knox]

Knox lead her carefully to the edge of the alleyway, letting his eyes dance along the empty street. It was quiet, too quiet at that. It definitely felt ominous, and he didn't like the little weight it put on his chest. At her response, he frowned deeply. "I dunno, everything I heard made claim it was supposed to be safe here for people.. my ass." He scoffed the last bit out with a frown at his lips. He couldn't believe that he had fallen for all the bullshit advertisement about the place. He paused when she did, shifting her so she could lean against the brick wall of one of the many buildings. He licked at his lower lip before freezing at the question she offered. Dark brows furrowed as he released her, holding out his arms and looking at the crease in his elbows to see small pin prick marks from needles. Not quite as many as on her, but there was enough. "What the hell did they need our blood for?" He asked aloud, though the question wasn't really directed at anyone in particular.

He shook his head lightly before looking back to her. "I'm liking this town less and less by the minute. Come on." He demanded, slipping his arm back around her waist as the dark eyes darted around the street until he saw a shop that looked like it would hold some womens clothing. He turned them, steering her toward the shop, his dark eyes always watchful of anything coming their way, just in case. He really hated this town. He half wished he could run into a leader or elder just so that he could give them a piece of his damned mind.

[Katerina Night]

Kat wasn't saying much her head was hurting, the side was still bothering her and she wanted to just lay down. Although after waking in the clinic she wasn't to thrilled on any of it. Sure the wound was more the fight, but the needles and drugging sure as hell wasn't her or this guy. Wrinkling her nose some to his words before letting out a breath. "Well at least one of knows some about this place. But I'm wondering if it could be possible a ruse? They act like they belong so as to not draw attention." Shaking her head some and kept moving before he stopped and let her lean on a wall. Pulling the shirt up a moment to look at the temp wrap she made just as he spoke.

"I don't know, but they sure as well getting the crap ripped out when I feel better. I'm not some damn test animal. Hey can we find some place maybe the forest so we can stitch up my side. I feel like I want to pass out. Assholes couldn't even fix up my damn side." A low growl slipping from her lips before her eyes flashed a moment than back to green. Though she of course had no idea on any of it. Nodding some to his last comment before pushing the shirt back down, obviously not caring she was or at least partly naked around him.

Placing her arm back around him she just let him lead to where ever he thought they needed to go. Laying her head once more back on his shoulder and taking in a few deep breaths wondering if finding some food would help. God she could barely rememeber anything right now and it wasn't adding to her current emotional state.

[knox]

"I'm starting to think it's all a trap. Brings in people for them to mess with.. Unless it's just those three idiots that are doing the messing around.. Even at that, someone should know something and someone should be putting a stop to it." He demanded angrily, his dark eyes flashed to a brighter tone before back again with his little rant. Half the time when he was angry like this, it was only his eyes that changed, and he really didn't even realize it was happening until it did, or until someone told him about it, and then he could reel the beast back in. He lead he carfully to the small shop, eyes ever watchful. Hearing her speak he let out a little laugh and nodded. "I know what you mean, I don't like anyone touching anything that's mine without permission.

And I can stitch you up when we get into here.." He said softly as he looked into the shop. Lights were out, place looked deserted, but there was plenty of clothes, both women and men, lining the shelves. He reached for the door handle, of course finding it locked. Step two.. Dark eyes looked around for any kind of alarm system, but found nothing. Instead of trying to pick the lock, which he wasn't nearly as experienced with, he just hit the glass with his elbow, shattering the corner. It was just enough space for him to push his arm through and unlock the door. He then gave her a gentle push into the shop and once more turned his eyes to make sure no one was watching them before he slipped inside after her.

"Find something to wear," he said softly as he moved to the counter that held the register and set his bag onto it, quickly yanking out the needles and thread and gauze he'd stolen from the clinic, setting them onto the counter as well. A typical theif and scrounger, Knox moved around the back of the counter and began looking for anything he could actually use in this damned place.

[Katerina Night]

Looking up at him she nodded some to what he was saying unsure honestly herself right now. Though did allow those green eyes to finally look over the area. Feeling a change in him she glanced up noticing his eyes and blinked a moment but surprisingly wasn't scared and didn't know what to make on that one. Licking her own lips hearing the laugh actually brought a smile to her face for a change and she couldn't help the light giggle she let escape. Her mind slipping into a bad territory thinking about his comment but kept her lips closed.

When he said he would stitch her up she nodded looking to the shop and almost felt relieved. Leaning on him she was about to ask what he was going to do before the elbow connected it the glass shattered. Jerking her head up she looked around a moment before being pushed inside and hissed feeling some of the glass but let it go. Bracing herself on the wall she nodded and looked to see what was near her. Smirking as the rack right there was all leather pants before looking quickly for her size and grabbing a black pair. And carefully going to a small shelf and grabbing blood red bikini type bottoms a bra and figured she could get a shirt. He probably wanted this one back.

But needed something that wouldn't brush the stitches so she grabbed a few halter tops that flared under her chest. Thinking about after he stitched her up of grabbing a backpack from the wall and filling it with a few more. Getting on the items the leather making her smile knowing they rode perfectly along her hips and could guess the red would show. Not that she cared. Pulling the straps off the blood red bra and put it on holding the two shirts as she made her way over to him. Leaning up against the counter and exhaling some slowly.

[knox]

He really didn't find much of anything useful, other than a small box of ammo and a 9mm handgun. A smirk hit his lips as he picked it up and checked the clip in the gun, full. Excellent. He pushed himself to stand just as she was coming back over to him. He held the gun up to her, not in a threatening way, just showing her. "Know how to use one of these?" He asked before looking over her again. Leather pants kinda suited her. A look of appreciation hit his features before he rearranged it into a careful smile and stepped back from the counter, leaving the gun sitting in front of her. He walked quickly around the counter, carefully peeling the tape back from the top of the towel, leaving it taped to the bottom of her hip so that anymore blood that escaped would be caught. "Should be easy enough." He said before gently placing his hands onto her waist and lifting her up onto the counter. "Stay." He demanded as he unwrapped one of the needles from it's protective plastic cover and quickly threaded it.

"This is gonna hurt, find something to grab.." He said and thinking of something he eyed her. "And not me, either. I don't want your nails digging into me." He stated as he leaned over the wound. He didn't have anything to sterilize it with, but figured it had been mostly covered this whole time so it wouldn't be too bad. Knox gently started to stitch her up, moving slowly so as not to mess up. By the time he was halfway through his fingers were bloody and the needle kept slipping, twice he'd pricked his own finger, but didn't mind.. a small pin prick wasn't going to kill him, and he wasn't really worried about catching anything from her blood, it smelled clean enough.

[Katerina Night]

She looked up at the question and eyed the gun before smirking a little, "9mm handgun wow their really scared of someone breaking in. But yea I can use it. Why?" Raising a brow leaving the gun for now on the counter and smirked catching him eyeing her briefly before he tried to hid it. "Keep that look up long and you might find yourself more than you can handle hunny." Winking at him a slight playfulness coming to her despite the situation. Shaking her head some before turning as he came around and kept her arm away feeling him remove the tap and pull the towel away. Wincing some the damn thing fucking hurt like a bitch.

"HEY!" Being suddenly picked up and put on the counter before told to stay had her playfully glaring. "Wow your such a ladies man aren't you? I'm Katerina by the way." Offering an actual genuine smile to him before nodding about it hurting. Placing her arms behind her to keep from falling she leaned herself some and let her face turn to the ceiling. Smirking about grabbing something not him."Awww you don't want any female leaving marks on your rather sexy form. Too bad I love leaving marks." Grabbing the counter edge from behind was fine and closed her eyes while he started. Wincing slightly with a few growls slowly letting herself relax it was tender and slight irritated from whatever those bastards were doing to her.

Pursing her lips and letting her breathing stay normal while he worked feeling a little better. She probably needed food after loosing so much blood and having crap injected into her. Glancing down probably half way through watching him or rather just studying him curiously.

[knox]

"Because you never know when you'll need one." He said simply as he pulled his own 9mm out of his waistband to show her before putting it back in place and pulling his shirt back down over it. He was right, one never knew when they would need the protection, he just wished that he would have known to use it in the clinic, but seriously.. Who would actually -need- to shoot a doctor? Guess in this town it was often. His tongue brushed over his lips, hearing her speak and seeing the wink she flashed him. A little smirk hit his lips, shaking his head softly at the thought. "Trust me.. 'hunny', I can handle anything you could dish out." He said, winking back. There was a trace of humor to his words, though at the same time, nothing at all. Sure, his hormones constantly raged, but at the moment, Knox wasn't really thinking about sex at the moment, his thoughts were more focused on saving his (and now her) ass.

He laughed softly at the way she glared at him when he'd lifted her onto the counter without warning. At her comment of his being a ladies man he chuckled and shrugged one shoulder. "Usually, yeah." He said, still chuckling lightly before nodding lightly. "Knox." He said his name. Normally when he doesn't add the 'my name is' part, people gave him a weird look because they didn't seem to understand that that was actually his name. It wasn't a really common name.. actually he was the only one he'd ever heard of with the name. Maybe his mom had just wanted to give him something unique for her little situation she'd had.. maybe. Hearing her say he had a sexy body made him look up at her with a brow arched, a seductive little smirk on his lips. "Didn't say that I didn't.. just not when I'm trying to concentrate." He laughed out quietly before setting himself to work on her side.

As she stared at him, studying him, she would see his brows furrowed in concentration, his eyes narrowed on the wound as he worked. Every now and again a brief look of frustration would come across his features as his fingers would slip from the needle due to the blood on his hands. It took close to fifteen minutes from the time he'd started until he'd finished stitching up the wound. He let the needle hang from her side while he shifted from her side to go and rinse his hands off in the bathroom. When he came back out he pulled his knife from the sheathe on his side and cut the thread to finish it off. Once done he pulled the rest of the towel/tape from her side and dug into his bag to grab the fresh gauze and place it onto the wound. "I doubt it will bleed much, but better safe than sorry, I guess." He said with a shrug as he dropped the knife back into it's sheathe on his side. Knox placed his hands back onto her sides and helped her down from the counter so that she wouldn't tear the stitches with the movement on her own. He grabbed the gun that was supposed to be for her and tucked it into her waistband before handing her the box of ammo. "Get what you need so we can get the hell out of here." He said with a little frown before digging back into his bag again and tossing her his last granola bar. "Eat too." He demanded, figuring they would stop at the small convience store before they took off.