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John could not help himself as he was pulling a smile at Abigail's attitude. Obviously Lann's injuries were being kept under her flesh. Some people just could not stand the phisicality of their world. As aware as he was of his twin's life, John at the very least always knew what was going on with her. He did not need to look at her when he was feeling the lace like cuts underneath his skin. No doubt Lann just did not want to get back. After hiding a while from her own personal physcian, well, one could give a thought that the time away from the home had not been a vacation.. No matter how much she kicked his tail out of her dream realm. Her dreaming mind. He was every bit aware of her pain.
Lann came in and with a growl John pulled up and away from the bed at the infarmary. To slowly give a couple of steps towards the open door.

Enough of her blood was out already, so hereally was not in the mood to exchange his with hers. His cuts, though they still itched, were kept in check and had already begun healing. In less than teo hours Denis the Doctor would be around if his kid brother did his stuff. He nerver needed to say much in front of him any way. Shrugging as all eyes seemed to go to his sister, he slipped out. No doubt that when they saw she was not reacting they would give the Doc a call. Or be dumm enough to get her into the closest hospital. Well, he was stuck enough into waking reality now. She was not coming back in a couple of days. And if,as usual he was not listened to, she was not going to come back in a while.
Outsiders think they know everything. Every time I stuble upon one, it gets easier to really hurt them.
John growled to himself. He turned to get a last glimpse of Abigail.
She had something that moved him just like his mther could, that way to be calm and take charge. He preferred his grandmother for that, but when his mother actually had done so, he was very pleased to be reminded of such things.
On the other hand, the nasty thought that he was a boy after all and he was in the girls' infarmary itched like a bolt between his ears. He had some words he wanted to share with the boys' scholl known blond god of hate.
Words that might more easly get him rolling on hir rump and tail, or... on a blue and black shade, but he was going to hold that chat with him before the weekend was over, and before his twin came back. Joh hated to have Lann's awareness with him.

Joh had to stop after finding his way out. He sat on the stairs and hugged himself. Abigail's scent barely reaching his nose, but he felt how he betgan to shiver, and then to tremble.
Damn lemon... I hate to be your back up like this. He though as his ears lowered. The chill he felt right under his skin only told him that the angel he was anchor to wanted to have a word with him. It was either Devastation or Life. Death, Despair, Desire, or any of the other they had to put op with simply did not deign to deal with them in their mortal shell. Only two did not flaunt the pickyness of their breathen. The chill really lowred hs body temperature even under the hard arizona sun. Great, these bastards keep popping heads and we have another cleansing cataclism on our hands. The catboy tried to keep himself from shivering hard and clattering his teeth. Thogh he had more pronounced canines than his twin.
he really did not feel like making it easier for the ones that were looking after his sister. He actually was waiting for when it would be nescesary to call the phisician that had cared for her after the accident that almost killed her, and him. Denis had an odd way of handling Lann that simply made its way through John. Hardly hypnotism.No, the catboy had ruled that off a long time ago. But the good young doctor intrigued John enough, so he would not pester him.
No He Needed to talk with Denis and Tohu, and more important he was gonna need a long chat with Lann. Though their talks never ended nicely.
More so, and John added with acid in his veind, after the bothersome addition of Ioan in her life. Lann, to John's way of thinking, did not need the extra support, nor the direction she had taken thanks to him. He hated her stubborness just because it tended to get in the way of their talks, but she hated his guts when pride was mentioned. Yes, John could be supidly over the edge pridefull. And it had come the time, for him to face that.
And in all of his year of solitude in the dream realm, John really felt like having a hard time. His grimace said it, but he would not give anyone the benefit ofr eading him that much.

Lann's body convulsed a couple of times, before it hugged itself and fell on its right side. a purplish energy surrounded the frail female body cocooning it.
John's tail tensed and fluffed. It had happened.

Joh ad jumped of his tail faster than even he remembered. His knees and joints were stiff with the inner chill he was feeling but then, half running and hald limping his way on the hall, he saw a figure he recagnized.

"Abigail?" He called softly, yet his voice trambled a bit.

Like sudenly frozen to his feet's places, John stopped his trudging towards Abigail. his Acid smile came to his lips as well as a low ear position as his blue, blue eyes looked a little around Abigail's glasses.

"Nah!, not enough time on the waking realm to make friends, whatever that might be. " He said with little tremors on his voice.

"More likely, something IS gonna happen and the frappy has no idea. " He managed to tell Abigail through chattering teeth. " But Thats a looong story. Thanks for the effort though. " He really, really tried to smile nicely at her this time.

"Um... yo... " Muttered John as Leandra simply went on, his eard and tail did react at the mantion of his twin and the denomination Leandra had given him but his half smirk simply had no anger when he was able to answer, still trembling a little.
"W.. Well, yes... you have the ... misfortune to know ... my twin. " he then shot a look at Abigail with a questioning hint.
Did he really look like a drag - queen? Well, more importantly, he should get a grip of the term first.

"Nice to meet you... L.. Lean..dra. "

At Abigail's returning look, John chuckled though chattering teeth. The sudden urge to return to his wild hunter form began to lighten on his mind.
Only to be stepped on and quelled faster than it had dawned.
He had a notion of what Malls were, after all he was a younger sibling, but well, Leandra's enthusiasm was begining to feel, well... contagious.
"N.. nice to meet you too. " He smiled, a true and soehow willing, welcoming smile and that flirty sparkle that had many a catgirl asking about him re kindled his eyes.