A Cold Night -Plat-

[LoneWolf]

A cold night. As most nights were. Though tonight it seemed somehow, more forbidding as it also seemed colder. As though the night was simply waiting to leap out at some unlucky victim. To take them into the eternal darkness. Such a strange night. The sky nearly black, the stars barely able to shine a slight bit through the clouds, the whisker of a moon easily hidden by the clouds. The only light coming from some lampposts, and any houses that had lights on. Along with a single cars headlights making its way down the street. Turning into one of the nicer drives.

This one belonging to a rather simple two building house. Though it was nice. As the neighborhood was one of the better ones. Not that that always meant anything. Even the best of people could turn nasty. As the best of places could retain darkness.

Emeric slipped out of the car. Eying his home almost wearily. Examining the simple structure, the two floored home. Painted white. Though for some reason it felt just as forbidding as the darkness around him. It was quiet and dark in the house, so he could see and hear from outside. Though he knew Takara was in there with more of his senses, he was worried about the bad feeling he had. Letting out a breath. He shoved his keys in his pocket and started up to the house rather slowly.

Once he got to the door he opened it and walked in. Glancing around. Then he went back to his and Takara's room. Pushing the door open the rest of the way. At first things seemed okay, till he rounded the bed.

At first he wasn't sure what to do, he'd heard breathing on the other side of the bed. That's why he had walked around to check. Seeing her laying on the floor, seemingly unconscious at that moment, just threw him into shock. Till he mentally shook himself and fell down next to her, brushing her hair from her face, and glancing over her. Though since he didn't turn on the light he couldn't see how bad she was just yet. "Takara?" He said the worry threaded in his voice.

((*death* This is FAIL. XP But you never told me how she was going to be found. D8))

[Platinum]

((Oh, oops, sorry. ^^'))

Takara stirred ever-so-slightly under the light brushing of Emeric's finger tips. Her face had been etched in worry and maybe even fright even in her unconscience state and that only seemed to increase at Emeric's touch.

Before one could blink and eye she had bolted strait up and grabbed the nearest blunt object, a coffee mug that had been filled with water and sitting on the night stand- and swung at Emeric-she was unable to see who it was in the dark. Using the handle and spilling the water ever where in the process, she smashed the mug against the fae, the ceramic making contact with his head and shattering. She did with with a loud scream. She backed quickly away from Emeric, the new shards of the mug being scattered even more by her bare feet as she searched around in the dark for another weapon.

[LoneWolf]

Emeric jerked back surprised at her hitting him. Though he hadn't quite known what to expect anyway. More so instinctively he'd backed up and covered the side of his face that had been hit. Wiping at some of the cuts from the glass he took a step forward.

"Takara, Takara, it's just me, Emeric." He said rather hastily. Glancing at the floor he added, "Stop moving, you're going to cut your feet on the glass." He stated. Feeling rather stupid now for not turning on the light. Despite how he could see in the dark well enough. He walked around her slightly turning the light on the nightstand on. "See?" He asked, searching her face. Worried for her, despite the stinging on his face. They would heal soon enough anyway.

[Platinum]

Takara made a noise that sounded like a wounded animal and continued to scramble back, not listening to Emeric's warning, untill her back was pressed up against the end table, were she weilded another blunt weapon, a vase.
"No, no, no. Get away from me, get away from me!" She cried out, swinging the heavy vase at Emeric, whihc was difficult to do with her shaky hands.
"Get away!" She cried out again.

((::facepalm:

[LoneWolf]

Emeric bit his lip. "Takara, calm down, what happened?" He asked. Though he didn't take any more steps toward her. Fearing he might frighten her more. "You're going to hurt yourself." The fae stated. He didn't understand why she was so afraid of him. So instead of standing there trying to make sense of everything, he read her mind. Though that was hard to do, her thoughts seemed rather jumbled. He did catch why she was afraid of him though...

"It's just me, 'kara, I'm not gonna hurt you." He said softly. Then figured at this point the best thing he could do was call someone. But he wanted to give it just one more moment...

[Platinum]

Takara shook her head frantically, once again to scared for words, she lifted the vase higher as if to strike Emeric though made no move to do so. After searching for her lost voice, the woman finally found it.
"Get out!" She demanded, though it came out a little weak due to a trembling voice. "Getout, get out, get out!!" She screeched, her voice hitting near impossible levels. No doubt, if there was anyone in the house tonight they were awake by now.

[LoneWolf]

"Takara..." Emeric said then instead he took a step back and pulled his phone out of his pocket walking over to the door, glancing back at her a few times. At first he wasn't sure who to call. Then he just ended up dialing nine one one. Naturally that was the best route to go. "I called the police 'kara." He said, looking over at her slightly cautious.

((You want to make them get here? XD))

[Platinum]

"Don't call me that!" Was her first reply, the vase clutched more tightly in her small hands. She was breathing heavily now and she glared at Emeric though the dark strands of hair that had fallen infront of her face.
"Get. Out. Of. My. House!" She screamed, now throwing the vase in his general direction, though she missed by about a foot and it cracked and shattered into a million little pieces on the wall next to him.

[LoneWolf]

Emeric flinched as the vase shattered. Instead of saying anything else he left the room to go downstairs and wait for the cops.

((o-o' Sorry. Hey, maybe we should skip. Um... I dunno... D8 Her at the hospital and he shows up? Or do you want to bring the cops in? XD I imagine he would end up being questioned since she believes it was him. Heh...))