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Angel looked at it for moment, his eyesight blurry makingbhim see double of everything. He turned his attention to the man "...khh...ho..." his dry throat made him chok, he couldn't speak for the sake of it. He could barely see so trying to get the bottle was harder than it looked, but he kept trying and each time he missed until he felt the soft glass against his fingertips. He fumbled a little, but he finally managed to pull the cork from tiny vile. He shakily raised it to his lips and emptied the contents down his throat, not second guessing it, he was dying after all...

He coughed a little as the liquid went down, it burned his throat... Whatever it was, it wasn't working, the 'cure' was back backfiring, what would cure a normal wolf only hastened this wolf's demise. He fell fell on the couch and began to foam at the mouth, his body shook violently as it tried to fight both the 'cure' and the poison.

Dorian looks at the wolf know foaming at the mouth on the couch. "Don't you dogs get your rabies shots? Damn!" He runs over to the couch and opens the wolf's eyes and checks the pupils, the pulse finally ruling him onto his stomach and running a hand down his spine counting as he goes before punching a nerve cluster to the right of the spine at the small of the back before rechecking the pupils and pulse again. "If that doesn't save your ass then your screwed as far as I'm concerned." Dorian never had this sort of a reaction from the serum before but had heard of it from books he had read from other hunters and tried something that has never been done before but he believed might work.

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Rose relaxes as she watches the hunter roll away and throw up his hands in defeat. Shaking out her gloved hands before brushing past the hunter. "As long as you keep your weapons where they lie," she growled to the hunter. As the other wolf began to foam at the mouth and convulse, she gave a short warning growl at the hunter as he tried a different method. Picking up the vile, she took a wiff of the contents and began running a mental list of ingredients. "He's not a normal wolf, this would kill him. I have only enough for one... But it will work," she said out loud, quickly jogging over to a nearby shelf.

Grabbing a small glass bottle and a syringe, Rose inserted the needle into the bottle and pulled the clear liquid into the syringe. Making sure there were no air bubbles before she jammed it into the wolf's leg, she held him down as she pushed the liquid into his blood stream. "I have met one other wolf of his kind, they aren't exactly like us. And they don't come around often," she explained, pulling out her first aid kit again.

Making sure to clean out his wounds, Rose stitched him up then covered his wounds with guaze. "A century of learning medicine teaches you a lot," she said absent mindedly. Keeping her cool beneath all the pressure, she made sure to keep a watchful eye on the hunter as she worked.

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"Didn't know out would kill him. Hell if I did I would've started with that haha. And a century? I'm only 22, what did you expect? And leave my weapons? With two beasties in the room? Your nuts" he grabs his swords up and resheathes them and puts his hands up again. "So what now? We have tea and cookies or what?" Something about Dorians goofy nature makes him seem innocent and harmless which is all the more unnerving.

N... Nooo!... GET AWAY FROM HIM!...

Sweat beads ran down the wolf's forehead, for the time he was unconscious, he was having it rough. His breathing began to labor and body temp started to shoot.

Angel, Run!... I'll find you someday, i promise!

With a deep breath, Angel's eyes shot open. He sat up quickly, remembering the hunter, but winced from the wound he'd gotten. Today wasn't really fun... rubbing his eyes to clear his blurred vision, he made out the other wolf "thanks lass, you didn't need me anyway it se--" Angel spotted the hunter, rage overcoming him "You son of a b-, i should roast your nuts for almost killing me" a vain popping in his forehead, his free arm sparked up in flames "i swear to high hell, if were better, i would rip you a brand effin new one. Dirty basterd"

Dorian can't help but smile at the wounded wolf "I love it when you talk dirty" is all he says before laughing and seemingly not aware of how serious that threat was.

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Rose glanced at the hunter as he picked up his swords, somewhat relaxing as he sheathed them again. "I still expect you to pick up the mess you made," she commented to the hunter. As Angel regained consciousness, she made sure to keep her hands on his shoulders so he would stay put. "Yes well I suppose your help was good to have," she replied, hissing softly as his arm went up in flames. Hopping back, she patted out the flames that erupted on the hem of her shirt. "Hey! Don't be setting my house on fire," she growled, frowning at Angel.

Looking at the hunter, she pointed to a chair. "Sit," she told him, not in the mood for his smartass remarks. Turning her attention back to Angel, she approached him once again and helped him sit up. "Don't overwork yourself. Your wounds need time to heal," she instructed, getting up to get him a glass of water. "Why are you here? What's your name?" she asked the hunter as she handed Angel the glass.

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Dorian sits in the chair and strikes a pose almost imitating royalty.
"Clearly I was here to restock my supply of hides so I could sell them for dry good afore winter come." He answers in his best impersonation of a red neck fur trader.
"As for my name I think you've earned it. You may call me Dorian." He says with a smile never taking his eyes off of the wolves though his hands aren't resting as close to his swords as would be expected, he seems almost relaxed.

"Tsh" Angel just flicked an ember at the hunter "You half destroy a chick's house, Almost kill me in the process and wanna be friends?" Angel coughed as she helped him sit, the room was spinning a little but he was able to keep himself chained to the Here and Now

"How about ass wipe, jerk face, knuckle head, pea brain, douche bag or just plain ass hole? those names suit you" Angel scoffed and leaned back, wincing a little as he did

"I guess you're right, mind if i stay over? not like i can go anywhere..." he stared at the ceiling as he spoke to her.