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Post by Tyler King on Dec 4, 2013 23:04:19 GMT -5
Tyler and Jack actually typically got on rather well. Sure there were the occasional arguments and terribly awkward situations, but all in all the men of the King family got along amicably. They also, it seemed, both had a sixth-sense when it came to feeling out if their feminine companions (be they sister or wife or daughter or mother) were in danger.
The silence in the room wasn't awkward or angry, merely tense and uneasy, due to said sixth sense.
Neither of them knew what was coming, but both of them knew it would be bad.
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Post by Emma King on Dec 4, 2013 23:15:55 GMT -5
By the time Hotaru and Emma got to their house the younger's sobbing had gone down to a whimper, still holding her right arm close to herself. Hotaru had an arm around her daughter's shoulders, walking unsteadily to the door as she went to open it. Sure enough, Jack and Tyler were sitting there waiting on them.
"Tyler, get some ice now." Was the first thing that came out of the redhead's mouth instead of a usual greeting. She felt sick, knowing she'd most likely throw up at any moment. She needed to make sure Emma had what she needed before she could run to the bathroom though.
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Post by Tyler King on Dec 4, 2013 23:28:53 GMT -5
Tyler barely hesitated (he couldn't help but be stunned by the sight) before obeying and running to get some ice. There was a weight in his gut, guilt, heavy and cold.
Jack rushed for his wife and daughter. "Ruru, Emma, what happened?" His voice was tight as he restrained the urge to yell. He was BOILING on the inside. Who wou-- Who would DO this to his sweet, innocent little girl?!
But really... He knew. He knew deep down exactly who did it, before Hotaru would even be able to reply, he knew. And the old fury was already starting to rise.
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Post by Emma King on Dec 4, 2013 23:41:54 GMT -5
Emma hugged her dad when he came over to them, being careful not to let her injured arm touch anything that would make the stinging any worse. She didn't know where to start to explain, it had all happened so fast and she wasn't thinking clearly and all she could really do at the moment was cry.
Hotaru looked up at her husband, giving a very quick nod to confirm his thoughts before taking off to the nearest bathroom. You could hear her throwing the door open before vomiting into the toilet. Stress and being pregnant never did mix well.
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Post by Tyler King on Dec 4, 2013 23:56:19 GMT -5
Jack hugged Emma back, stroking her hair as he let her sob. "It's gonna be alright, Em, I gotcha..." He kissed her forehead. "Won't let you get hurt again, baby girl, I swear..." The usually pacifistic pianist just needed to find Archer and kill him this time. Nice and proper, six-feet-under, dead. But for right now his little girl was crying in his arms, finding out where Archer was could wait just a few more minutes.
Tyler zipped back into the room with ice and a soft cloth. Someone had hurt Emma. Someone had HURT his TWIN and there was going to be HELL to pay if he had his way. And judging from his how his dad's whole posture was screaming 'give me a name and I'll hunt the fucker down' he was pretty sure his dad would be a-okay with that. He sat next to his twin. "Emmy, who did this?" He asked, taking the cold, wet cloth and reaching for the burn.
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Post by Emma King on Dec 5, 2013 0:11:49 GMT -5
Emma sat down, taking the ice from her twin and gently setting it against the burn. The crying died down again and she sniffled a little before giving any reply. "D-Daemon's dad, Mom and I ran into him.." She took a deep breath, letting a few more tears fall as she looked up at her dad. Suddenly she just couldn't STOP talking. "Mom tried to get me to go but I couldn't just LEAVE her after what you said happened with them and I was freaking out 'cause he was saying stuff that scared her and she started mumbling something and I don't know WHY I tried to hit him to get him to stop and he-he-" She was cut off to gasp for breath.
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Post by Tyler King on Dec 5, 2013 0:25:47 GMT -5
Jack and Tyler shared a look. A look that said perfectly 'we are going to hunt him down and eviscerate him for what he's done to my daughter/sister.' It was a very intense look that both were glad that Emma likely wouldn't see it through her tears. Tyler pressed the cloth to her burn with a quiet "This is probably gonna hurt a little, hang tough..."
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Post by Emma King on Dec 5, 2013 0:39:37 GMT -5
Emma flinched and bit her lip as the ice was pressed against the burn. It was stinging a lot, but her attention was taken away from it when she heard her mother vomiting again. "Sh-shouldn't someone check on Mom...?" She asked quietly, because honestly, Emma couldn't remember seeing her mother so... well it was obvious enough to see what sort of damage Mr. Speirs had done to her, to put it nicely.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 5, 2013 22:05:45 GMT -5
Tyler jolted up at that, the vomiting only now hitting his ears. Jack nodded to the younger King and took over the tending of Emma's wound.
The teen bolted for the bathroom to make sure his mother was alright. Was she hurt too? And with the baby... Oh god this was NOT a good situation even if she had used to be a tough-as-nails gang leader she wasn't anymore. Now she was a MOM and moms were not nearly that tough...
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Post by Emma King on Dec 5, 2013 22:22:26 GMT -5
Emma watched her brother leave to go to their mother before looking back down at her arm. "I'm sorry Dad…" she mumbled quietly. She should have known better than to do anything in that situation. She was weak and didn't know the first thing about defending herself, to think that she could have stood up to Mr. Speirs was just stupid.
Hotaru heard someone(either Jack or Tyler, she wasn't sure) making their way to the bathroom where she was at and quickly flushed the toilet to get rid of the bile. She sat on the floor with her head hanging down, trying to catch her breath while doing her best to block out some of the memories that threatened to break through. She refused to lose it, she wasn't going to let this happen again. Enough of it had managed to slip out in front of Emma, she didn't want her kids to ever see that again.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 5, 2013 23:10:18 GMT -5
Tyler crouched down, rubbing at his mother's back as best he could. He wasn't good at physical comfort when hugging things out went out the window. And vomiting kinda screwed over chances of hugs succeeding. "Need anything, mom?" He asked, not sure how to proceed.
Jack kissed Emma's forehead. "It's not your fault, sweetheart, I promise." He consoled, continuing to press cool water to the inflamed mark on her arm. Archer would PAY for this, there was no doubt about it. He was also going to have to get Aiden to teach Emma (and Tyler, two heads were better than one) self-defense... He was stupid to think it wouldn't be as necessary now as it had been in the past.
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Post by Emma King on Dec 5, 2013 23:30:27 GMT -5
Hotaru took a deep breath before pulling herself upright to look at her son. She shook her head and gave him a tired smile. "No... no I'm fine sweetie, thanks." Carefully she stood to her feet as a thought hit her. "Though, I am gonna need you to call Anya to come over here when you two get ready to leave." She'd like for someone that she could trust to walk with the twins back to their dorms that could pretty much guarantee their safety. Roman would have been another good option, but Anya knew more about the Archer situation and therefore less of a headache to explain.
Emma just gave a small nod, not really knowing how to go about that topic anymore. Still, she didn't want to sit there in silence all night. "Uh… Daemon and I are friends now." She wasn't sure what her father would think about that really, but she didn't want to NOT tell him and make it seem like a secret. "I don't remember if he left or if he got kicked out, or both, but he doesn't talk to them anymore." She felt like she needed to add that, especially after tonight's events.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 6, 2013 0:07:57 GMT -5
Tyler balked. Leave so soon? After what just happened?? How were the dorms any safer than here with their family!? He couldn't imagine dad wanting Emma and him to go back to the dorms. This counted as a family crisis, didn't it!? It really BETTER have he didn't know what else it COULD be called! "Mom we are NOT leaving, what even HAPPENED?" He'd call Anya, sure, but AFTER he got answers. And honestly, his mom was a bit more composed right now it seemed...
Jack blinked before the synapses connected. "....Right... Okay, gotcha... He's off the hit-list." He remarked, trying to smile at his daughter. They'd need to get some antibiotic ointment for her arm... Daemon was pushed out of his mind entirely as he fretted over his daughter.
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Post by Emma King on Dec 6, 2013 0:57:30 GMT -5
Emma smiled a little bit in return. "I'll be okay Dad, it's not like it's gonna scar I don't think." Her reference for this, of course were her mother's own scars. Her arm didn't look nearly as bad as THOSE burns, so it would be okay once the initial stinging had gone down.
Hotaru looked at her son for a second and shook her head. "I didn't mean you're leaving now, god no!" She just meant for when they DID leave, she wasn't letting them go outside on their own. "And as for what happened…" She trailed off as her head started throbbing, and she quickly pulled both her hands up to hold her head to try to get rid of it.
Her mind flashed images of fire, then Archer then Puff and Hana, and the redhead forced herself to sit back down before she did anything in front of Tyler. "G-go in there Tyler." She spoke hurriedly and forced herself not to raise her voice. She'd been trying her hardest to hold everything in since walking back with Emma, but now that she didn't have something to focus on it was getting more difficult to keep the old memories from breaking through.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 9, 2013 22:41:59 GMT -5
Jack gave small smile. "You know, you're probably right, but I'm your dad. I'm SUPPOSED to worry about you..." She was his little girl, she wouldn't STOP being his little girl, so he'd likely never stop worrying.
Tyler stiffened a bit, torn between the desire to obey his mom and also to make sure she was alright... in the end, worry won. "No, mom are you okay?" He took a step toward her, hands up... there was something... REALLY off about her...
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