That someone special. [Emilian]

[Adara Snow]

Adara stood in the doorway a moment, shock glittering in her dark eyes. Was this one of Emilian's girls? It was the soft touch of the girl's hand against his face, the way she'd touched his hair that sent unfamiliar feelings through her. Possessiveness. Was that it? He was hers. Adara's body was uncharacteristically stiff as she crossed the room, stopping hesitantly at the foot of the bed. She had to drag her gaze away from the other girl to meet Emilian's, not bothering to speak. He would know her question. Who is she?

[Emilian Sota]

Damn. "Adara. This is...." He knew she would know the name, Adara would remember the name. "This is Eloise." Eloise was forgotten as he looked at Adara, standing there by his feet. He had never seen her like that before, and his chest constricted. He wanted to touch her, but he couldn't, movement was impossible. He was keenly aware of every mark on his body.

[Eloise Thomson]

Eloise quickly turned around, "Uhh..." she glanced around awkwardly, was this his girlfriend or something? "So... you're Adra." she said biting her lip, she quickly moved away from Emilian's bedside standing away from both him and Adra. Eloise ran a hand through her hair nervously, she flicked it messily to the side and then moved her arms to lock around her torso in the same protective way as before.

[Adara Snow]

Adara couldn't help the tension in her neck and shoulders as she looked at the other girl. "My name is Adara," she corrected. Had Emilian talked about her? Had he been lucid enough to speak and still unable to resist...a bikini? Adara was struggling to contain her feelings, unsure how else to cope with them. Anger was not familiar, nor was jealousy.

[Emilian Sota]

"I..." Emilian started to speak, but couldn't. There wasn't anything to say. He could see the tension, the strain in her neck, the stiffness in her shoulders, and he wanted even more to say something. He swallowed, "It's good to see you." The words were forced from his mouth, but there was feeling in them.

[Eloise Thomson]

Eloise rolled her eyes, "Adra, Adara... whatever." she said slightly annoyed by the girl. Ella pulled up a chair and sat herself down continuously running a hand through her hair. Eloise focussed on the girls features, what does this girl have? gosh... I really don't get this guy. She thought sighing, "Uhh d'you two wanna be alone?" she asked biting her lips.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's eyes widened slightly at what amounted to Eloise's dismissal. Whatever. When was the last time she had been treated with such contempt? She didn't trust herself to speak just yet, not with the biting words hovering on the tip of her tongue. So she waited, forcing her gaze back to Emilian, silently demanding that he act while she tried to collect herself.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian shifted, his eyes snapped, blazing, to Eloise. "Not whatever. Her name is Adara, and she deserves more respect than whatever." His eyes were narrowed at Eloise, the assertion that Adara deserved respect as much to show Adara that he believed it as to reprimand Eloise. "And yes, we would like to be alone." He doubted that she'd leave, he had a nagging feeling she'd stay just to annoy him or prove a point.

[Eloise Thomson]

"Oh shut up Emilian, one moment you're all over me then this little b*tch turns up and you're like this... fine." she said swishing her hair as she got up, walking to the edge of the curtain, she turned back adn looked at him, "See ya around babe." Eloise walked out and down the ise of beds to the huge Hospital doors. She pushed them open and exited quickly leaving behind her a pretty scent.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's lips parted in shock. She paused, everything in her itching to go after Eloise, to draw her wand as Emilian and Chase had done. Her cheeks were red with the effort of holding back, but the girl was gone before Adara could break, before she could act on her baser instincts. But those instincts were there, visible in the normally soft lines of her body, in the hard stretch of her spine and the determined gleam in her eyes that only Emilian had ever seen, on those two occasions where she'd risked herself to defend him. She had given so much of herself for him.

Adara's dark eyes narrowed a moment before she let out a string of furious, sharply clipped German. "Wie trauen sie?! Nicht nur behandelt die regelwidrige Frau mich in allen möglichen Weisen respektlos, aber deutet die an..." She stopped, eyes flashing as she turned her gaze on Emilian. "Tell me the truth," she demanded. This was his chance, and it was all she had the strength for right now.


(((Translation of German, according to babelfish: How dare she?! Not only does the foul woman disrespect me in all ways possible, but to imply that...)))

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian was about to say something to Eloise but was stopped by Adara. He watched her, mouth slightly open in shock, he had never seen her like that, had not thought it possible that she could be so....rough. When the angry German came from her mouth he watched her in silent awe, and then shrank when she turned on him. "I..I've told you the truth. She came to visit me, I haven't touched her, not since that day." He looked into her eyes, not trying to hide anything because he knew that she would see through anything he said. And the way she was, he didn't like the idea of rubbing her the wrong way.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's eyes searched Emilian's, but could find nothing beyond the same stark honesty she had come to expect, and something else that she couldn't recognize. Whatever it was sent a heavy feeling to the pit of her stomach, twisted her anger into a selfish misery that she couldn't accept in herself. Adara sat in the chair Eloise had vacated, her hands rising to cover her face as she fought back tears brought on by so many emotions that she couldn't identify them. "I am sorry," Adara said, the words a shaky whisper. "There is no reason to lose control." She could hardly believe it of herself, and yet the desire to continue had faded very little. Her anger, focused on another person, had faded not at all.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian took a breath and pushed himself up to sit on the edge of the bed. "There's nothing wrong with it," he said, reaching out to pull her into a hug. The motions sent spasms of pain shooting through his chest and his hand burned, but he steadfastly ignored it, pain was unimportant. "That was nothing compared to if I-" he stopped, stunned by the thought that had crossed his mind. "If I had walked in on you with someone," he finished softly. "I don't blame you for being angry."

[Adara Snow]

Adara lifted her face, so many words and assurances vying for place that at first all she could do was look at Emilian in emotional confusion. She bit her lip as she guided him back against the bed, her lip that was red and raw from being worried constantly over the past weeks, then smoothed his hair back from his face. "I wanted to hurt her," she confessed, her voice nearly inaudible, but shaking with the threat of tears. Adara could not look in Emilian's eyes, but watched the path of her fingers, sweeping lightly against his jaw, then the sheets lying across his chest. "I knew that she was lying, and yet..." The result had been the same as though she had believed every word.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian forced himself into a sitting position, still trying to ignore the pain, but hating having to look up at her. "She deserved whatever you could have done to her." If he had walked in on Adara with someone, he knew that he wouldn't have held back, he would have went after him. He took her hand in both of his, kissing her knuckles. He was angry with Eloise as well, but for a different reason. She was now, in his mind, the image of Temptation and he hated it.