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Svetlana Godfrey
 Posted on: May 7 2017, 02:12 PM
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It wasn't too often that their days off coincided, but today was one such rare night. Isaac had promised to put his phone on silent (if they really needed him, someone would send for him) and Lana had done the same. She'd cleared the evening: no orchestra practice, no volunteering at the shelter, and no work. What had Isaac planned? Well it seemed dinner and then a moonlit walk on the beach, provided that the drizzle that had gone throughout the day and half of the night ended by the time dinner was over. At least, that was as far as Isaac had told her about his plans. Sometimes he had a few clever tricks up his sleeve when it came to evenings like this.

She reached out and slid her hand across the back seat to run her pinky along his own hand that was resting on the leather interior of the car. "Do you remember in Olympia, pre-planning of taking over New Greenwich? We spent every day together," she chuckled, "It's almost enough to make me miss it." She didn't though. Vera was a tricky woman, and one whom she'd worked with back in Olympia, helping revamp some of the more poor areas of the city. Her end game wasn't one that Svetlana was clever enough to figure out.

Lana was a bit famished, to be honest, having forgotten to snack earlier in the day distracted by last minute catch up. So now, while they drove to the restaurant, Lana stared out the window eager to try the new restaurant that Isaac had mentioned. It was Italian food, one of Lana's favorites. Sometimes she felt a little guilty eating in front of Isaac, but being a gentleman, he always reassured her that he was fine. The half-dryad had gotten Isaac synthesized food a few times, a new rage which was extremely expensive but edible to vampires while keeping the taste of such things. Honestly, sometimes she wondered if she was more happy than even he was to watch him eat food once more.

"I think I shall splurge, maybe even get some Tirami--" Lana was cut off quickly from her sentence as she saw a large black blur as they passed in their car. "Rian, stop!" She called out front to the driver, both hands on the door handle as she waited for Rian to pull over. "Look, Isaac... he needs our help!" the woman pleaded, knowing that Isaac wouldn't be too hard to convince. Unbuckling her seat belt, she opened the door and got out, dismissive of the rain as she shuffled back a quarter of a block to where the alley way was.

There, down the alley was a Great Dane, who looked not only emaciated, but Lana could see even from quite a few feet away, a gash running up his back haunch, the red stark against his black fur. He was covered in muddied water, his back hunched over, and Lana's eyes watered with empathy to see the big dog crouch away from her for a moment as though he was afraid she would harm him than help him. "It's okay, boy," she said quietly, not approaching just yet, as she looked back to see how close Isaac was.


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 Posted on: May 9 2017, 04:06 PM
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"I do," Isaac answered with a nod, smiling a bit to himself. Seeing Svetlana working and at least occupied with herself in helping the Mistress of the City to further personal projects into fruition had been pleasant. Chuckling softly, the vampire turned his head ever so slightly as to curl his fingers over hers, giving a soft and tender squeeze. "I know you enjoy all this more though." Especially given that they saw one another in meetings or the like these days all by her work of being the assistant to the human representative, even if it was just her passing off forms and the like to his office. They'd both done their best not to abuse the advantage though.

He'd been glancing out the window on his side himself, listening to Lana as she started to speak of what she'd like to get at the restaurant, only for her to bark an order of making the car come to a halt. Rian had jumped in surprise and set his foot to the brake for an easy and steady stop, though the motion was likely a little more jarring than he or his passengers would've liked. Isaac had jerked forward slightly as the car became braced and the next thing he knew, his wife was moving out from the vehicle, pulling his attention to something he'd not quite understood just yet. "Svetlana!" Getting out in the middle of the street this late at night wasn't ideal and the man quickly pushed open his door to step out as to follow her. Of course, Rian knew to stay in the car unless ordered otherwise apart from emergencies. "Lana?"

He followed her down the street as she seemed intent on something and it wouldn't be until he'd finally caught up to her from his half-jog that Isaac would finally spy the center of her fixation. Looking down the alleyway, the man frowned, spying the canine down the ways, unable to go much further due to the wooden fence that separated it from the rest of the path. "Careful," he bade as he moved a hand her way, urging her to consider the potential dangers. Of course, her being even half-dryad gave her the ability to control beasts and therefore allowed him to relax just enough to know that they likely wouldn't have to deal with a vicious response from the dog. "Easy."

He crouched down, mostly to make himself smaller as well as to be on the same level as the creature, attempting to be less threatening, bending himself at the knees and somewhat squatting simply so he didn't go about ruining his pants on the still damp concrete ground. With a soft, low whistle, Isaac held his hand out in invitation for the Great Dane to come along and sniff. The dog's tail wagged only slightly in response to the noise, taking it as a sign of upbeat and friendliness, though he still didn't quite move from where he was. In fact, he was having a bit of trouble moving.

"He's going to need a vet," Isaac informed as he inspected the damage from where he was, tipping his head. "Already he's lost quite a bit of blood." And given that there were likely other problems with him, it was possible he might not make it if he wasn't taken in to receive medical help. Another soft, encouraging whistle was given to the dog, who stepped a few paces towards them though was still hunched together and limping, practically dragging the injured back leg. "If you can calm him, I'll pick him up." But he didn't want to stand or move towards the dog until he was assured that it could be done, looking up to Lana from where he was with warm encouragement.
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 Posted on: May 10 2017, 09:05 PM
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Lana heard him call to her, but didn't stop. He'd see soon enough, and when he did she heard his caution. An injured hungry dog, who had probably been hurt by a person was cantankerous at best, and more likely dangerous. Lana took Isaac's lead and crouched, wiping a strand of wet hair out of her face. The drizzle was definitely steady at the moment, and she could feel the droplets hitting her coat which was not meant for the rain.

The half-dryad nodded at her husband's words, her eyes always on the poor creature, until he offered a plan on how to lure the dog to them, and safety. Moving her eyes towards his to exchange a glance, she nodded in response. She'd do her best. Sometimes it was hard to call on her abilities, but when she felt emotionally it became worse. Often she couldn't control them at all, and the last time she'd been in the manor before they'd left for Olympia, she'd completely blacked out. To this day she couldn't remember but bits and pieces, but Isaac had enlightened her on the rest. It was not a pretty story, nor one she liked to dwell on.

Taking in a deep breath and then letting it out, the dark haired woman reached down deep, nudging the small ball of light she imagined her powers were contained in. It always felt distant, strained, and sometimes, it even felt eclipsed, like only a single strand could be felt and used. When she opened her eyes, a few moments had passed, and her eyes were an even brighter color green than normal, nearly glowing in viridian. "Come here, boy," she said again, her voice gentle and calm, and reaching out a hand to the dog as she slowly moved toward it, once step at a time, as graceful as she could in a near squat.

The beautiful creature looked at her solemnly but did not bark or growl at her approach. He was a sweet heart, and more afraid of the world he was in right now than the kind, gentle hand of the woman in front of him. It would have been too easy if it had not been for the fact of the skies opening up in a torrential downpour, and a strike of lightning emblazoning the nighttime sky so that for a moment, the world looked like a cloudy daytime. The strike spooked the dog, but the resounding thunder clap that followed was what drove the dog to near terror, galloping away from them as it yelped in pain heading down farther into the alley.

"No!" Lana said, standing back up and waiting only a moment before starting after the dog again so that she wouldn't lose sight of the creature. If he ran the length of the alleyway and managed to get out onto the street on the other side, it was very likely he'd be hit by oncoming traffic. She had to stop him before it got that far.

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 Posted on: May 11 2017, 04:37 PM
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It seemed that they were going to be able to get the dog without much trouble. Of course, that was before the lightning came to flash and crackle overhead, causing the thing to bolt and his wife to make a run after it. Once more, Isaac shouted her name in warning. Not only did she need to be running in those shoes, but it was dangerous with how wet out it was getting, as well as the dog's own possible behavior, not to mention the direction it was taking. The canine was quickly headed towards the road and Isaac was suddenly speeding himself towards Lana, bracing her by the shoulders to force her to stop as they came out onto the other sidewalk. Turning his head, he saw the dog starting its way out in the road, only to stumble and pause as it saw two headlights coming its way. Hurried, Isaac used his vampiric speed to make for the animal, able to gather it up in his arms strongly just in time for car, which was trying to brake, to hit him just enough to make his legs go out from underneath him and his side to run up along the hood of the car, only to slide back down with a grunt.

Once his feet was back down on the ground again, Isaac shifted the animal and kept him held, even as the dog whined and struggled. Despite his size, the vampire was able to keep hold of him and shush him quietly, focusing on it just enough to use his life absorption to make the dog far too tired to want to move, which was a risky and bold move considering the state it was in already.

"Easy... easy," Isaac soothed as he gazed down to the dog then looked over as the driver of the car was stepping out.

"What the hell, man! I'm so sorry! I didn't see that thing til it was right in front of me!" the broad, slightly obese man cried as he looked between the animal and the vampire. "You hurt?"

"I'm fine, sir. If you'll give me your insurance card, I'll have any damages paid for by tomorrow," Isaac offered as he turned his head to him.

"Yeah, yeah!" the man replied, a little shaky as he went to pull it out of his wallet. "Here. Oh shit..." He was staring at Isaac now. "Y-you're... You're Isaac Godfrey!"

Stepping over, Isaac leaned to take the car, his arm still hooked carefully under the Great Dane's belly and in front of his back legs. "Yes, now please get back in your car and travel safely, sir."

Turning, the vampire started back to the sidewalk, giving Svetlana a knowing look to remain there rather than coming out into traffic, with cars still passing by. The driver had yet to get back in, still somewhat stunned by everything, though mostly in that he'd just hit one of the conclave members, and former master of the city, with his car. Fortunately, Rian had driven down and around to come up on the other side of the street, pulling up near them by the sidewalk.

Getting out, the human appeared somewhat wide eyed. "IS everything okay, Mr. Godfrey?"

"Everything's fine, Rian. Open the back door for Mrs. Godfrey, if you please."

"Yes, sir!" Moving down the car, he pulled open the car door for her.

"Take off your coat and drape it over your lap when you sit," he told the dryad. He'd offer his own if it could come off easily but with his holding the near unconscious dog, that was more than difficult. Besides, he'd have to buy her a new one anyway. Already they were both soaked through with the pouring rain, his own curls matted down against his head and clothes practically sticking to his person. Once she was settled, he'd lay the dog over her, though more so attempt to rest the injured leg up in her lap and over the coat to keep it from bleeding everywhere while he moved around to get in to the other side, informing Rian to take them to the best vet in town, which, unfortunately, was no longer Sorcha Delaney yet rather Eric Goodwing.
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Svetlana felt Isaac's hands and strength slow and stop her, though it was her own clumsiness, that was nearly non-existant, that caused her to almost roll her ankle at the abrupt end to her run. It was a blur as her husband continued on toward the large dog, and she shouted Isaac's name as she saw what was coming. The car, the dog, Isaac.. they were all headed for a collision course. A scream was caught in her throat as she watched helplessly until it happened, the screeching of the tires of the car, the thud as it hit the vampire's body and then the awful quiet afterwards. It only lasted for a few seconds, until the driver got out of the car and started cursing.

Lana was already running towards the dog and Isaac, her guilt overwhelming. It could have been much much worse had the driver not been going at an appropriate speed for the rain, and had dog decided to attack the vampire instead of going somewhat limp in his arms. Everything could have been so much worse, and the rain decided to really start pouring down at that moment. Anyone who had had an inch dry on them, was now soaked through and waiting for the confrontation to be over, seeing the warning look on Isaac's face. Instead she wrung her hands waiting, her face nearly as white as his own with the fright she'd just had. At the end of the day, Isaac had had much worse than a car hitting him at 10 MPH, and she knew that even at 50 or 60 while Isaac would sustain damage it wouldn't kill him unless there was a wooden stake out the front that managed to pierce his heart. Still, Lana was always concerned for his well-being, including being hit by a car while holding a dog she'd run after.

The man had offered his card up, and then Isaac started to walk back to their own car which Rian had brought around quite smartly. She headed toward the car, still wringing her hands as she slid into the back seat and did as Isaac asked. The coat was soaking, but so was the dog. He was too big to sit entirely on her lap, and thankfully the backseat had a large area for foot room so that the dogs horizontal limbs could stretch out. Her hand laid on the wet dog's neck, feeling for a pulse, and found it there, although low and fast.

She nudged at her powers gently, send a warmth to the dog of comfort and love, feeling a tear slip from her eye and on down her cheek. It was nearly impossible to see, as she was still soaked from the rain, the salty tear was simply camouflaged with the rain drops on her cheeks. This dog might honestly die in her lap this evening, and Lana wasn't sure how well she would take it, so instead of focusing on that, she focused on providing comfort for the animal, petting along the head and back.

"Thank you," she finally said as Isaac got into the car, "Are you all right?" She looked up into his gaze, trying her best not to let her emotions fall into her voice. Her hand was shaking slightly from the incident, though the petting along the creature's back was slow and deliberate, never failing in her rhythm.

She heard Isaac direct Rian toward the Dr. Goodwing's office, and bit her lip. They needed to go fast, but she didn't know how quickly they could safely get there, or if they would make it in time.

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Once in the car, Rian glanced in the rear view mirror to take in the state of his two- now three- passengers. After Mr. Godfrey had gotten in, he noticed his hands red with blood from the dog and reached over to hand him back a pack of wet wipes to clean himself with then started on towards the vet's clinic. Isaac himself thanked the driver as he took the wipes and cleaned his hands with them, tucking the used, soiled ones away into the small trash bin that was placed in the back of the compartment between the two front seats. Afterwards, he turned his attention back over to Lana, pulling over his own seatbelt and looking her over then the dog, noting its light, slow breathing. Reaching over, the vampire set a hand to her shoulder, squeezing softly in reassurance then up to the back of her neck, thumb sweeping in along the side of it comfortingly.

"I'm fine, darling." If he even bruised, it would likely only even last a day. Currently, nothing really smarted so much as simply felt a bit sore along his side. "We'll get him to a vet and make sure he has the best of care." Of course, he couldn't and wouldn't promise that the dog would make it through the night considering the rough shape it seemed to be in. Starved, injured, now with a chance of becoming hypothermic. Nevertheless, Isaac would obviously do all he could to ensure that the animal had a chance of coming out the other side.

Rian managed to arrive there in record time, despite the distance, ever the responsible driver though he could come with a lead foot when called for it. The moment they pulled up to the building, Isaac would remove himself from the car and go around. Reaching in, he helped to slide his arms back in underneath the dog and lift him up from Lana's lap, tucking him in against his chest. The animal was still very much out of it considering the circumstance. "Assist Mrs. Godfrey if you would."

Their driver nodded as he came around to help Svetlana step out from the car, closing the door behind her once she was out. He even followed them inside to the clinic with the car having been parked and the engine cut off, eager to help in whatever way he could for either spouse.

Bringing the dog to the front of the counter, only a few others in the lobby waiting likely for their routine check-ups or the like, Isaac gave one look to the woman behind the desk who immediately saw that this was an emergency and picked up the landline phone to page the doctor. Shortly after, a vet assistant came along and urged Isaac to follow to a room that the dog could be placed in. The vampire carried him along, glancing back to Lana and obviously showing she could follow. Rian could have as well, but the man opted to stay out in the lobby as to not crowd in the room. Bringing him over to the large table, Isaac set the Great Dane down and as the assistant looked over the dog's vitals as well as the obvious injury, explained what happened at the woman's request. Not long after, the Dr. Goodwing arrived, checked the dog over himself with his assistant relaying what Isaac had told her about finding the dog in the street and bringing it here after it was narrowly hit by a car in its fright from a lightning strike. Afterwards, the doctor had the dog ordered to the back of the building, where their operating rooms were and informed the couple that it could be more than a few hours before they'd have any results considering the dog would not only need surgery for its leg but its recovery could be slow-taking considering the state it was in. They were encouraged to go home, where Dr. Goodwing would call the moment any news could be had.

Isaac looked to Lana, knowing she'd likely want to stay in the lobby all through the night, and moved his arm in around her shoulders, drawing her against him softly. "We should do as he says, darling." Sitting here and fretting would do little good, especially in knowing what could happen due to her emotional state with her condition. "He's the best veterinarian in the city." And thus why after Ms. Dabney's demise, they had switched their own pets over to his practice. "You needn't stay in those soaking wet clothes in this cold building as it is." Considering half-fae could still get sick to a degree and Isaac was always concerned for anything of the sort to happen to his beloved. "Let's go back to the car."

Giving a squeeze against her then rubbing at her back, Isaac encouraged her to head out of the room once she had regained herself and make for the car. They needn't fill out any forms or the like considering any and all information was already on file for them, including their contact numbers. It was just a matter of waiting now, be it a few hours or more.
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For the most part, Lana trusted him to be honest with her, and overall what she had seen from the accident, it had not been a hard impact. She leaned into his touch at her neck and focused her worry on the animal who was nearly stock still in her lap, half of his body laying on the middle of the spacious back seat. Her fingers moved to his ears and gently rubbed at the skin there, thumb on the inside and fingers on the outside, eliciting a very low murmur even in his state of distress. She chuckled, a sad sound that was half sob, that was choked off as she reached up with a hand to wipe at her face. She couldn't bear to look at Isaac, knowing she would openly weep should she meet his sympathetic gaze.

It was obvious that Rian was doing his best to drive as fast as possible without violating traffic laws too badly or hurt anyone else in the process in the disastrous weather that was happening. So when they pulled up to the emergency center for pets, Lana was only slightly surprised by how quickly it happened. She stayed in her seat, letting Isaac take the dog, Lana helping to wrap him up in it, before she stepped out of the car, taking Rian's hand. Lana was grateful for it. She had rolled her ankle perhaps a little harder than she'd thought earlier, and Rian's support helped though she had barely a limp as she let go of his hand and walked after Isaac. She would be fine.

It was good that Isaac had been there before the next 30 minutes were almost a blur to her, between going up to the front, and then to the examination room. She heard Dr. Goodwing talking and acknowledged his words, but some of the nouns, verbs and other particles of speech simply drifted in one ear and out the other. Surgery was a word she caught onto. Malnourished. Hours long, another couple of words. Be prepared. Those were two words she'd heard ever so clearly, and the half-dryad felt it like a knife to her heart. But to her credit she did not start crying again. Instead, she petted the large dog while the vet poked and prodded, doing her best to keep him calm.

She was jolted from her state of half-awareness by Isaac's arm going about her, encouraging her to leave. Lana wanted to stay, to wait for news in the lobby, but she knew he was right, after all, because it wasn't as though the Great Dane was theirs. He was a stray, and maybe a family was frantic with worry looking for the poor boy. That guilt weighed on her. Surely the family would be here, would wait in the waiting room for any word. . . Lana let him guide her from the room but as they passed the front desk she pulled away.

"Please," the dark haired woman said to the receptionist, who had a cheery disposition and a name tag that proclaimed her name was Tracy, "Please, if Doctor Goodwing has any information about the Great Dane we just brought in, let him know he can call any time day or night." The veterinarian tech nodded and reassured her that he absolutely would, but that she'd pass on the word. She felt Isaac gently tug on her shoulders and Lana turned at his gentle persuasive motion.

As they got into the car, Lana took a deep breath and then let it out harshly as if trying to keep herself from starting crying again. Rian, with his effortless knowledge of knowing when privacy was needed, closed the privacy screen between the front and back of the car. Somehow that was the last straw for Lana and put her hands to her face and cried. "I certainly know how to spice up a date night," she said muffled between tears, as she reached out for Isaac.

His chest was solid and supportive as she cried. "He was in such pain. . . such terrible pain, and confused. He didn't understand... I could feel it vibrating in here, first the loneliness and fear, and then pain." She tapped at her chest. The suffering of an animal was unbearable to her, but she could feel the emotions of the Dane straight in her heart, as though she'd tapped into the creature's soul.


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He knew that the moment they were in the car, it was likely that Lana was going to let everything she'd been holding inside the clinic out and he did his best to be as prepared as possible. As soon as she reached out for him, he was there, pulling her in against him and hugging her tightly to his chest while she sobbed. Hand firmly at the back of her head, cheek resting in against the side of it, the man shushed her softly, rocking slightly as a means of comforting her. "I know, darling. I know." Undoubtedly that was one of the hardest parts of being a dryad of any degree when around a wound animal. "You did wonderful keeping him calm and sedated," he whispered, praising her for having kept her composure so well when any other person, especially for a woman, might have been hysterical through the whole ordeal. "Dr. Goodwing will take good care of him and give him the best help he can."

And he was sure that if the dog, ultimately, could not make it, that the doctor would see to it that his last moments were at least pleasant ones. Of course, Isaac prayed that that wouldn't be the case and that the great dane would make a full recovery but one could only have hope now for such things. Rian waited until Lana was a little more stable an able to settle into her seat as to pull the belt around her before heading off towards the manor. Isaac himself, as much as he wanted to pull her over into his lap and simply hold her until their arrival, considered her safety above everything else, even in just a car. Still, he kept his arm around her the whole way, letting her use his shoulder to rest on while he consoled her during the drive.

Once they'd arrived at the house, Rian pulled up to the front door and parked the car, though didn't turn off the engine. An umbrella was taken and held over head as he opened Lana's car door and offered his hand to escort her up the steps and through the front door. Fredrick, Isaac's new butler as of their return to the city and house, opened the door for her the moment she'd taken to the first step, welcoming him in. He was a portly, stout and somewhat older man, but far from what their previous butler, Henry's, age had been, who had passed during the Rebellion due to enduring trauma from those who had stormed the mansion. Isaac had seen to his expenses towards his remaining family and covered all the cost towards his funeral as well, where he was buried out in a plot in one of the local cemeteries next to his wife, who had been passed many years before him.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Godfrey," Fredrick greeted as he helped her inside, only to appear surprised then dismayed at Lana's apparent distress. "My! You're soaking wet, miss!"

Isaac was shortly in after her, leaving Rian to park the car in the garage, thanking him for keeping the umbrella over him while he moved from the cars to the door of the house. "We've had a bit of an evening, Fredrick," Isaac mentioned as he wiped his shoes upon the door mat. "Would you kindly prepare some hot tea for Mrs. Godfrey and I?"

"Yes, of course sir!" With a nod, Fredrick was away, though looked forlornly to the woman, unable to help his curiosity as to why she was so distraught but was far too much of a gentleman to ask just yet.

"We should head upstairs to change out of these clothes," her husband voiced to her as he moved a gentle hand upon her back to guide her along towards the stairs.

At the time, Mrs. Hutchenson had came along to see why the two had returned so early. "Oh my goodness! You'll catch quite a cold in those!" the older woman exclaimed as she shuffled along over to Lana. "Perhaps your husband not so much but we'll not have one chilled to the bone in this house! Come on, dear, let's get you into something warm! A nice, hot bath, yes?"

"Thank you, Mrs. Hutchenson," Isaac mused slightly as the woman went up the stairs ahead of them to get one drawn. Despite her age, she was rather quick to take the flight and by the time Lana and her husband had gotten to the top of them, she was already down the hall and going into their room. At that moment, of course, both dogs were coming out from their respective places and trailing up to greet their owners, as happy as could be.
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Lana leaned into his touch relishing the comfort that it gave her. While she still felt a pang, Isaac's gentle touches offered succor from the emotions that had been roiling inside her. Very rarely did she get the emotions of an animal tied with hers, simply because she couldn't use her powers as often, but the large animal had touched her deeply. While overwhelmed with these emotions, she did not notice that her powers had not gone unconstrained as they often did when her feelings ran wild.

Instead, the half dryad closed her eyes, leaning into Isaac's arm and tried to let the sound of the rain on the car ceiling lull her into a state of numbness. It was one of those moments where she almost wished the car had a louder engine, so that the repetitive sound of a running motor would simply push her into sleep. Still, it wouldn't be too far back to the manor, and she didn't want to be that much of a burden. After all, Isaac might have half a mind to carry her inside the manor if she fell asleep, and that was just silly. She could walk, and wasn't a weakling.

When the car stopped, she opened her eyes and looked out the door to see Rian come to the side, and open her door. The umbrella was held above her, and Lana thanked him as she wiped at her eyes one last time. Gratefully, Lana had the ability to look quite graceful when she cried, although her eyes still turned red and glossy and the color in her cheeks would brighten. It was unmistakable that she'd been upset.

It was unsurprising then when Frederick exclaimed about the state she was in, though he commented more on her clothes being soaking wet. She had been grateful for the umbrella as she'd lost her coat at the vet's somewhere, wrapped around the large rescue. "Yes, I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I'm causing quite a mess on the front step," she said in response, sniffing slightly as she took off her shoes in the entry way. "I don't suppose you'd be so kind as to make sure these get clean. I'd normally wait until my room but I seem to have hurt my ankle. I don't think wearing them up the stairs would help the issue."

Then Isaac came in shortly as Frederick picked up her shoes, asking for tea, a gentle hand on her back. His fingers were warm which meant he was making the effort to be comfortable for her, pumping blood so as to be more human both in features and to the touch. It also was more taxing on a vampire body. . . not in a noticeable way but perhaps via hunger. She was grateful for it though, as icy fingers would have been perhaps jarring right now, even if they were on a familiar hand. Lana did her best not to put weight on her one foot as they trudged up the stairs, her own arm wrapped around his middle.

They had come to the first landing of the stairs to meet Mrs. Hutchenson who seemed to be bustling all the time in the house coming and going far faster than Lana ever seemed to move even though the woman was quite a bit older than her. A kinder woman, Lana had never known, and she had been the woman to make her feel quite at home during the first months she had moved in with Isaac, albeit taking a room in a different wing that her future husband, who at the time had only been her boyfriend. It was a step she'd never taken and Mrs. Hutchenson had known exactly how to put her at ease, although Isaac had never done anything to make her feel uncomfortable. So when she came running down the stairs to greet them, Lana was so relieved she had to keep herself from tears again. It was good to be home, even though tonight had meant to be a night out.

Then of course, Mila and Caligula had to come visit, Caligula prancing while Mila bounded her dorky self towards them, and nearly running into Lana. The half-dryad picked her baby up, hugging her to her chest while Mila frog legged against her, happy to be picked up like a child. Meanwhile, the doberman was content to smell all over Isaac and Lana who smelled greatly like the outdoors, rain, blood and dog, among other things, his little nub of a tail stopping for a long moment until he seemed to pick up Isaac's scent again, to resume wiggling of said nub. Lana let out a sigh of relief and hugged Mila before the continued down the hall. "I think these puppies need some treats!"

Mila gave out a decidedly excited bark while Caligula pranced about them a bit confused on why he deserved a treat, but still excited. Luckily they kept a container in their room for such occasions, and once they arrived in the master bedroom she set Mila down and moved over to the treat box, still favoring her foot. At one point they had tried to give Cal bigger treats, but Mila seemed to feel slighted by this, so oversized Milkbones for both animals were procured and offered before Lana sighed, rubbing her face inelegantly as she watched the two dogs with relief. Her gaze turned to Isaac and she offered a sad smile. "Some date night, hm? It's been what a month and a half since our last one out?

"And I think I may have sprained my ankle," the woman finally admitted, pulling off her dress in an attempt not to get the bed wet. Hanging it over the chair near the desk in the room, she was left in a silk slip which was slightly drier, and limped back over to the bed to sit on it and gently feel at her ankle.

Mrs. Hutchenson came out then, hardly phased by Lana's undress and grabbed the dress off the chair. "I'll just get this cleaned then. . ." She said though she hesitated slightly as there seemed to have been some blood on it.

"If you can't save it, it's all right. I know blood isn't the easiest to get out. It's not ours," Lana quickly said, not wanting to worry the housemaid more. "We found a stray who needed help. He's at the vet right now."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that he was in such bad shape," Mrs. Hutchenson said, well aware of both of their proclivities for animals, "But I'm also quite glad, if you don't mind me saying, that it's not either of your blood. I'll also get your shoes downstairs and get them dried and cleaned. Is there anything else I can get for either of you?"


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Noticing her shift in weight for her foot, Isaac moving to settle his arm about her waist and guided her along to the steps. When there, however, after Mrs. Hutchenson's arrival had came and went, the man wordlessly would sweep his wife up into his arms in order to carry to the top. Once there, he'd right Lana back on her feet and was mindfully watching when the two dogs came along to greet the woman. Naturally, he used his free hand to rub along Cal's head, in between his ears and down around beneath his chin, where the dog contently leaned into his touch and closed his eyes in bliss. At the mention of treats, the two would trot off back towards the bedroom, likely to plop both their rears there in front of the dresser where the tin was kept.

Smiling warmly down to the dryad, Isaac clearly looked unapologetic for how the night had turned out to be. "I'll make it up to you next time," he promised, taking her hand and lifting it to kiss the back of her palm, other arm still around her as to be kept as a safeguard in case she lost her footing while they went. He only relaxed once she'd sat on the bed once her dress had been removed. "Let me take a look."

Going down on a knee in front of her, the man delicately took hold of her calf with both hands, lifting it up and sweeping a hand down gingerly to the back of her heel. He inspected it carefully then felt along lightly as he peered up to her, asking if it hurt here or here. Afterwards, Isaac gently lowered it back down for her. "Certainly not broken so likely a sprain. We can have that fixed in no time." Normally, he might have shared his blood with her to heal such a simple thing but he knew that Mrs. Hutchenson kept a certain kind of lotion for such things that was healing infused. Quite expensive but often kept on hand for matters like this around the household between those handling knives or the gardener with shears and so forth. It worked just as well for sprains, aches, and bruises. "Should keep it elevated for now though."

He brought a chair from the far side over and one of the small pillows from their bed to rest her foot on for the moment, looking over as Mrs. Hutchenson stepped out from the bathroom, claiming the bath would be ready shortly then gathering up their clothes once Isaac had removed his jacket, tie then his shirt and pants, along with his shoes. With such a soaked load in arms, the older woman immediately started go head out the door to go downstairs to get them in the wash.

"No, Mrs. Hutchenson, thank you," he told her as she nodded and closed the door off behind her while she went.

Moving over to the dresser, where the dogs still sat, Isaac took two treats out from the tin and offered it to each of them then set it back. Glancing back Lana's way, he reached over to take his cellphone, which had also been left on the dresser as soon as he'd gotten undressed, after removing his watch to set aside. "I believe we were intending on Italian for the evening, yes?" he quizzed with a smile, fully intending on making an order to the restaurant they were going in order to have take-out brought over. "Or have your preferences changed?"

Likely by the time they'd finished with the bath, the food would be arriving and they'd simply deal with a night in for dinner. He certainly didn't mind. After the decision was made, Isaac would set the phone aside then move over to Lana, delicately taking hold of her undergown in order to pull it up from over her head then see about carrying her off and into the bath.
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Isaac routinely looked after her as though she might break, and Lana didn't mind it. In fact, right now it was a blessing to have his support. He was never hovering though or overprotective, a balance with the half-dryad was grateful for. It was him who had actually come into contact with a car, though now it was her that he was fussing over on the bed. Still, he was a vampire who healed many times faster than her, as she was only half-fae. Lana could be considered frail in comparison to him.

Lana was proud of herself that she didn't make a noise when he felt around her ankle. She raised her foot up on the chair for the moment when he brought the chair over and let it stay elevated. "It didn't feel broken. I'm not that stubborn. I definitely would have voiced my concern at that point," she gently teased him, but was grateful for the prognosis. The half-dryad watched him as he gathered treats for their four legged companions and sighed, one that was more of happiness than anything else. It felt wrong to be happy after what had happened, but home had become such a happy place for her that she could barely help it. There were a couple additions she'd like to add to the home, but there were obstacles to that, so for now she enjoyed her family and home life as it was. There was more than plenty to enjoy as well, she mused as she watched her happy pups beg for the treats, as well as the all but naked man standing before her.

Leaning back on the pillow behind her, she laid her head on her palm and watched him. "Mmmhm. That sounds wonderful. Chicken Alfredo for me, darling. I can get a glass of wine from our cellar to drink, but maybe order a dessert. Something with fruit on it," Lana replied to him with a smile. Mila hopped up on their bed once she'd finished her treat, and the dryad pet her while she listened to Isaac's smooth voice on the phone.

Lana laughed slightly when he came over to her, and tried to pull her slip off, as she had read his motivations wrong and had awkwardly got tangled. Gently moving back and forth then lifting up her hips, she helped him pull off the satin clothing. She wrapped her arms about his neck and let him carry her to the bath, resting against him and taking in the scent of his cologne. When he set her down on to stand on the floor of the bathroom, she slid off her underwear before taking his supportive hand and stepping into the bath tub with her non-injured foot.

Leaning over she turned off the taps, the bath fully filled with a bath bomb which Lana had chosen ages ago which was without color but infused with a moisturizer and a scent that was not overpowering. As a couple they enjoyed baths, so she tried to purchase with Isaac in mind as well, and she doubted he wanted to head to work with sparkles all over him, as much as that might amuse her. "Isaac.. If the dog manages to do all right, obviously we'd have to see who the owners are, put up an ad or something in the paper or around the neighborhood where we found it, but what would you say to adopting him if we couldn't find the owner?" She mentioned looking for an owner because a Great Dane was an expensive animal, and one that a person didn't just shove off into an alley. It was very possible, in fact, likely that the owner was mad out of their mind looking for the poor creature.

Slowly, feeling out the water, Lana sank into the tub with both hands on the sides of it, leaning back on end of the tub. When the manor had been redone, Svetlana had asked Isaac specifically for a tub that had the faucet on the side of it, so that both of them could have their own ends of the tub if they liked. It made it much easier to move around as well. . . to. . . change positions. That at the moment was quite far from her mind though as she dwelled on the thought of the animal they'd left at Doctor Goodwing's operating table.



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After placing in the order, mindful of his wife's requests, Isaac pulled himself back over to the bed and worked on getting them into the bathroom. Once she was situated in the tub, he'd turn the lighting of the bathroom down to its dim setting then removed his own underwear and stepped in to the other end of the tub. Lowering himself down and stretching his long legs out while pulling hers towards him to rest atop his thighs, the vampire watched as she soaked in the heat of the water and began to knead his thumbs in against the arch of her uninjured foot. He listened as she asked her question, looking over with an understanding and soft gaze at her concern about the poor animal.

"We could certainly hold that as an option," he voiced with a nod. "Are you sure you'd want another animal in the house though?" Given how busy they both were even now with matters settling on the council and within the city. Isaac certainly had more time to spare than he had as master over the settlement but whatever hours had shifted to that kind of freedom was more so put towards spending them with her. Even with their house staff, who looked after the two dogs they had already when they were away and primarily while Isaac was having to sleep all throughout the day, a Great Dane was a bit of a leap when it came to realizing what new precautions they might need to take given on the breeds height alone. Of course, Isaac wasn't so much as discouraging her from the thought as he was simply urging her to be a hundred percent certain that this was what she wanted, especially considering their talks in the past over the years of how Lana very much wanted to start a family with him, which would be even more attention required to break away from work and other matters.

"I can't say I've had anything larger than Caligula," the man admitted as he glanced over to the doberman, who was just beyond the bathroom door and lying down, chins on his front paws while Mila was idly prancing around the bathroom floor, carrying along one of her small rope toys which had been formerly in the bedroom corner. Looking back to the woman, he continued to knead in at her foot to help any tension there from building up to her neck or the like, even if she'd not been in heels all that long for their evening so much as in flats from when she'd been working earlier that day. "When I was a boy, my mother had an English Springer Spaniel. My cousin and her family had several Greyhounds as well." A Great Dane though was something he'd not known much of but if no one did step forward to claim the animal, Isaac would be remissed to declaring he would do just fine in one of the animal shelters within the city, because the fact remained that they were still quite overrun and crowded with the number of pets that had been abandoned or otherwise orphaned, in a sense, due to the Breach then the Rebellion, even with them shipping handfuls of them out to other cities that would take them, such as Olympia or Bunkerton or Fairhaven.
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Lana made a soft noise as he started to massage the bottom of her foot, and felt her shoulders go slack into the water as her eyes stayed closed. They wouldn't stay that way for long as Isaac asked the question. He was of course, being prudent and responsible, as always, but Lana had already made an emotional attachment. The deed had been done and there wasn't much way of finding their way back to before. "Darling," Lana said with a small smile on her house, "It's really out of my hands at this point." Her voice was quiet but with a bit of tinged amusement. If he really thought it was a bad idea she would concede to him, but she was starting to be committed to the idea of adopting the poor animal if they couldn't' find the owners.

Her green irises turned to look at Caligula and in turn Mila. "Well, Mila was my first pet," Lana admitted, though Caligula's head rose up off his paws, his head turning to the side, as if betrayed, "Cal, sweetie, you were Isaac's first." Mila understanding that Lana was talking to Caligula, hopped up on her back paws, tossing her rope toy in her mouth as if wanting her to throw it. Lana tugged it from the tenacious Schnauzer and then tossed it out beyond Caligula, Mila's nub of a tail going crazy as she bounded out to go get it, her companion getting up from the door to follow after her.

Lana was always interested in whatever nuggets of Isaac's past she could find out, particularly his human life. She wasn't sure why she was so fascinated by it, but it just meant she got to know one more facet of the man she loved. He was like a rose, constantly showing another layer of petals, though the very center, she knew was reserved for her, and their affection for one another. "Greyhounds? They're rather large animals. They can have a lot of energy though. Danes from what I understand are quite lazy. They like to think they're lap dogs, and would prefer snuggling near their owners than exercising. . . The poor thing, he didn't even have a collar," Lana said, feeling herself becoming distressed again. "People who abandon their creatures don't deserve any of the good things that happen to them.

"If someone really has just left him to fend for himself... He couldn't have been wandering for long though. He's so big! Surely someone would have seen him before us," Svetlana mused, getting off on a swirling tangent that only got deeper and deeper. "Perhaps he's chipped and Dr. Goodwing will be able to give us information on the owners." A small part of her hoped that he wasn't though.

"Besides, can you imagine the resources the shelter would need to care for him, Isaac? We can't let that happen to him. We have the money, room, and we'll make the time. We always do. We're busy, but somewhat less than when I was running across all three campuses and you were running the entire city. You have a little bit of help now." Lana felt the need to get closer and gently pulled her foot from his hand before, shifting gently in the water until she was on her knees, her hands on the porcelain edges of the tub as she advanced on him. "Besides... what do they say? Happy wife, happy life?" A small smirk appeared on her lips right before she leaned forward to kiss him softly, the warm water, beading and dripping along her bare top half.



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No doubt that was the case, to which Isaac had already had more than a inkling of knowing. Once his wife was set on something, there was rarely any stopping her, much like her own mothers, who were bound and determined women as well. "As you wish then," he mused as he watched her, getting along in between her toes. Glancing over to the pair of canines as Svetlana addressed them, Isaac observed as Mila went chasing after the thrown toy, smirking a bit to himself. Given how easily Caligula got along with others, he supposed the only real worry was Mila. She'd never really be malicious when wanting attention but Isaac would be aware that a Great Dane might not know of its own size, especially when Mila often acted as if she were much bigger than she was. "I'm rather surprised you'd never had a pet before now, if only because your mothers seemed to enjoy lavishing you with many things."

Peering back to her, he tipped his head and listened. "We don't know what became of his owners, darling," Isaac whispered, urging her not to get worked back up again, especially considering they weren't in a position to do much of anything for the moment apart from wait by the phone. "We'll find out everything we can."

Considering they were certainly in the position for it and, she was right, in that they could make time to give proper attention when due, Isaac wasn't all that fussed about it if she had her heart truly set on it. They simply had to get through the night as their first step however, or rather the dog did. Isaac just didn't want Lana to have her hopes dashed if the canine wasn't able to recover, as he knew how much of a blow that would be to her.

Smiling softly as he moved his hands off to the edge of the tub while Lana changed position to draw herself near him, the vampire arched a brow and looked a bit coy as he remarked, "Oh? Is that what they say?"

Chuckling, he leaned in to meet her part of the way, returning the kiss softly while moving a hand to cup her cheek. After a moment, he pulled back and looked to her softly. "Have I told you how absolutely beautiful you are this evening?" Likely he already had but he played as if otherwise while giving her a sincere, warm smile just before leaning in to kiss her cheek then reaching to grab the shampoo to start lathering up her hair as to wash the rain water out from it. "I suppose it was a good thing that we didn't let the weather dissuade us from our evening."
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"That is what they say, or so I'm told," she responded, a smile on her face as she leaned in and down, enjoying the feel of his long fingers cupping her cheek. The touch was familiar and comforting, and her smile resumed it's spot on her lips once they pulled apart. "You have, in fact, however, I will always take the complement." Lana had become much more gracious, and taking Isaac's complements in stride. When they had begun dating, Lana had no idea how to respond to such simple gestures, blushing or shying away simply because she'd never had that kind of romantic attention. After time, and a great deal of exposure to it, she started to believe his words, and believe they were sincere. Lana had never thought he was lying per se, but somehow she could never believe it of herself.

Lana turned herself about and rested against his lean chest, relaxing. She sighed as he started massaging the shampoo into her hair. "A little rain never hurt anyone," the dryad said, closing her eyes. "As for pets, Scarlet and Juno always had plenty, so there were always some no matter who I was staying with, so I didn't really even think to get one for myself. Their animals were mine after all, too. If I had asked, they would have given me one in a moment. But then, when I moved out, I was always gone. . . either work or the shelter, it just didn't seem right to have an animal when I wasn't around."

She made a soft noise, enjoying the deft fingers stroking her scalp and hair. "I was reading, by the way, a scientific article on vampiric conception. I've sent a digital copy to your personal email, with a few notes in it, if you wanted to peruse. They suggested that most couples have found success conceiving either in a hot tub or bath, or right after exiting one. They also mentioned that there have been strides in in vitro fertilization with vampiric sperm." Such romantic conversation. "They are close to discovering the genetic markers for Kraven's Syndrome they believe," she glanced back at him, "Do you know if Genetics has been working on anything like this?" Lana used the word knowing that Isaac would catch that she meant his own company.

The half-fae wasn't super knowledgeable in science, but she liked to educate herself, reading articles and researching outside her normal sphere of understanding, especially if it meant achieving something she wanted. Isaac and her had been going back and forth on whether they would have children. Both desired such a thing, but Isaac was extremely concerned about miscarriages and genetic disabilities which were both possible when the father was, well, vampiric. Lana did not blame him for being careful, and she understood this, but when they had first discussed this roadblock, the woman realized she had not only thought about having children, but she desperately wanted them.

Isaac had mentioned adoption, and she knew there were plenty of children who needed a home like there's that was warm, comfortable, and would have parents that loved them dearly, but she did want Isaac's children. She had not understood women who had been so set on having biological children that they couldn't even discuss adoption. If it was impossible for them to have a child, then she would gladly adopt, and in fact, even if they did have a biological child, Lana had already decided they could have a second or third adopted should Isaac be open to this.

Though she clearly remembered a conversation where Isaac had mentioned eight children would be a good number, perhaps no more. So Lana did not think adoption would put off the family man behind her. Even the thought of him as a father made her smile, causing the grin to come across her face as she imagined it.

Idly her hand moved up and down on his leg underneath the warm water, feeling at the muscles in his quad and sighing contently.


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