Trinity Blood Rp

(Sorry, sorry! Curse my busy as a beeness!)
The door opened and Esther stood there smiling. "Thanks for coming Father.", she said, "He's asleep right now, thought."
Abel smiled, "Not a problume, I enjoy helping when I can.", he said walking in.
He looked over at William who was drooling and snoring loadly. Abel smiled goofly and looked over at Alicia.

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Alicia let out a slow breathe. "...oh" was the only response she could think of that was suitable. Alicia felt that she was being pressured into liking the professor. Every where she turned there was something new and rough about his sad life she was learning. The small girl couldn't help but feel sorry for him, but Alicia wasn't planning on lightening up on him too much, well at least not warming up to him. She guessed she could cut back on the insults a little. Alicia bit her lower lip in deep thought. But what about this Priest? She had almost forgotten he wasn't human as if his transformation back in the forest was a suppressed memory. So, he wasn't human...but was was he? And enough about the Professors life, she thought she almost knew enough about him to write a biography. What Alicia was really interested in now, was prying some background info out of Abel.

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"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II

Abel smiled and took the cup with a smile. "Sorry, when I get worryed I rush and forget what he may need most.", he said smiling, "I've been drinking that for years, and don't have it yet. I can't really get that anyway."
After he grabbed some food and the cup wasn't were it could spill, he headed to Williams room. "Just to tell you, this is normale for him. He's done this ever scince he was a child, or so Kate tells me. I think it happened after his father passed away and his mother became crazy. I rember him telling me that she locked her self up in her room and wouldn't come out.", he said looking down and slowing his pace, "Then three days after that she called him into her room. William looks so much like his father it's scary, and I think his mother really was as crazy as he says, because she beat him eveytime she saw him after that. He had all the money and the house his father had, but he didn't want it. With thoes two fact, he locked himself into his own room, eating very little."
By the time he finished the story they were at his room door. "Eveyone in the AX has had a hard life, some are just ahrder then others.", Abel said.

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Abel smiled and took the cup with a smile. "Sorry, when I get worryed I rush and forget what he may need most.", he said smiling, "I've been drinking that for years, and don't have it yet. I can't really get that anyway."
After he grabbed some food and the cup wasn't were it could spill, he headed to Williams room. "Just to tell you, this is normale for him. He's done this ever scince he was a child, or so Kate tells me. I think it happened after his father passed away and his mother became crazy. I rember him telling me that she locked her self up in her room and wouldn't come out.", he said looking down and slowing his pace, "Then three days after that she called him into her room. William looks so much like his father it's scary, and I think his mother really was as crazy as he says, because she beat him eveytime she saw him after that. He had all the money and the house his father had, but he didn't want it. With thoes two fact, he locked himself into his own room, eating very little."
By the time he finished the story they were at his room door. "Eveyone in the AX has had a hard life, some are just ahrder then others.", Abel said.

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Alicia sighed, rolled her eyes and stood. "You think a professor would at least know how to take care of himself." She wandered aimlessly in circles while Abel tried to fit as much food as he could on a plate. "You know, the best thing for him is a glass of orange juice." She added back to her smug self as she poured a tall glass from the large pitcher. "Orange juice is full of sugar." She finished pouring the glass and held it out to him. "It's what most diabetics drink while having an attack, keep that in mind for your future days as a diabetic." She smirked slightly and nodded at the small pile of sugar residue left in the father's tea cup. "Make him drink this and he'll be alright, though the food might be a good idea too.."

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"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II

Abel sighed, "He's more interested in work then food. I've got a feeling he's ended p with low blood sugar and is getting scolded by a doctor as we speck.", he said jokeingly. His communcation came on and he blinked.
"Father Nightroad?", came Esther voice.
"Miss Esther, yes what is it?", he asked.
"Father Worsworth is in his room, could you bring him so food. He's got low blood sugar and passed out in the hall way.", she said in a hurry.
"Yes, yes I will.........Dose it matter, oh wait no it dosen't.", he said blinking, "I'll be then in a secound."
He quikely glupped down his tea and looked at Alicia. "He's in his room, pasted out.......with low blood suagr. We should take him some food and see if he's okay.", he said standing.

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Alicia blinked a few times and stared at the mound of sugar in Abel's tea. She shook her head slightly and sighed. "You know, that cannot be healthy Father, you're going to become diabetic if you keep drinking your tea like that." She shook her head again. "Father? How come the professor didn't come eat with us?" She grinned evily "Did i scare him?"

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"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II

Abel took a sip of tea and sighed, "Not sweet enough", he said grabbing the sugar, "No need for thanks, it is a duty."
After about a pound of sugar in his cup did he take a sip, "thats better.", he said as he looked at the 'tea'.

William woke up with a worryed Esther looking over him. He felt sicker then before. "What happen?", he asked shaking his head lightly.
"The dcotor said you had low blood sugar and that you pasted out because of it. When was the last time you ate?", she said.

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Alicia finished quicker than she expected of herself and sighed. Leaning back in her chair she smiled sweetly, glad to be full of food for the first time in a long time. Now she really owed the priest. Alicia noticed the glass of water now with no ice cubes in it because thy had melted. She had forgotten about it. The girl quickly drank the cool water and gently placed the cup on the table. Alicia looked up at abel who was almost done and smiled again trying her best to be sincere. "Thank you father."

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"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II

Abel watched he try and use a spoon to eat, and smiled. After that he began to stuff his own face, well like he always dose.

William grabbed his cane and limped to the in-ship doctor. He almost fell many times before Esther had fould him. "Father Wordsworth, Oh.here let me help you.", she said. He gladly took the offer. After he was set in the seat, he pasted out.

(Yay!*rolls eyes*)

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