Safe Haven.

[Amber Sweet]

Amber said nothing to that, frowning more than a little at the way Luigi was acting. She did raise an eyebrow at Pavi's request but figured that if they kept the woman well fed, she'd leave herself and the others alone. Hopefully.
Amber motioned for the Geneterns, who were keeping well away from Mina even more now that they knew she was hungry. Amber noticed how much the Geneterns seemed to hate Mina, and had heard them whispering (always whispering in case Pavi heard) vicious things about her mutations and scars. The scars themselves were exposed and the Geneterns were giving knowing looks at them and each other. As if to say. "She's not so pretty after all."

"Well, get to it!" Amber snapped at them, annoyed by their pettiness and unprofessionalism. She rolled her eyes as the scantly clad women ran off to the warehouses to get the bags of blood.
"Heaven and Hell help us if Pavi does somehow get her to stay with us. The Geneterns will pitch a fit..

[Mina Murray]

Mina looked up at Pavi and nodded her head as carefully as she could without opening up her wounds. She smelled his blood and hers and felt a sharp twing of pain in her stomache. She wanted to bite into his neck, and drink his blood directly from his veins, blood always tasted best directly from the host.

Sh knew he was weak still from his fight with Hyde, and that it would might weaken him further. And Mina hated feeding infront of the others almost as much as she hated them looking at her scars. It made her feel even more vulnerable than it already did.
"Yes, Pavi." She said laying her head on his shoulder and trying to relax.

[Pavi Largo]

As they were pushed into an elevator, Pavi breathed a small sigh of relief. They were as good as alone, for now, considering that the body guard was more or less a moving statue given his demeanor and silence. Inwardly, he was still distempered by his siblings, particularly the looks they'd given Mina. He could understand the fact that the woman was beaten and covered in blood gave leeway to some surprised reactions, but he could read the hint of disgust underneath the shock.

Please. They had grown up around surgery and blood. Such a reaction was ridiculous, and infuriated Pavi, no matter what their excuse happened to be. Turning to look down at Mina, Pavi bit his lip, glancing at her throat, and managed to hold a straight face, despite his own urge to wince. Not out of repulsion; out of worry and sympathy. There were bruises and cuts all over her figure, and dirt covering the drying stains. Pavi decided that he'd stay and help take care of her, if the GENterns were going to be drawing a bath. He didn't trust them to be careful with her, and there was no telling if she'd go into another one of her panic attacks at the touch of their manicured nails.

When they'd reached the right floor, and were pushed out of the elevator and into the hallway, Pavi saw two GENterns leaving his room, whispering something between themselves. He caught something about a "freak" mixed into the conversation, and could tell exactly whom they were talking about. Glaring at them, Pavi snapped his fingers, sending the girls to attention. One look at Pavi's deadly stare sent the girls stumbling down the hall, obviously frightened. With another sigh, Pavi motioned for the guard to push them into the room, where they were finally left alone, the guard being sent away for the time being.

As the door shut, Pavi wrapped his arms more tightly around Mina, burying his face forward in her hair. "Mio dio, Mina," Pavi breathed, his voice full of anger and cracking to expose his underlining worry. He closed his eyes, gently and protectively kissing her forehead. "When I find...who did-a this to you...there will-a be hell to pay," he vowed darkly.

[Mina Murray]

"No!" Mina said clearly upset and frightened at the prospect of Pavi trying to confront the count. "You can't..Pavi...he's like nothing you've ever encountered before. Nothing in this world or the next could prepare you for Dracula. He's....a real vampire. Worse he's the strongest vampire in existance. I'm not even sure if he can be killed or hurt. And if you try to go after him...."
She started crying suddenly at the thought. Mina had seen several people torn to shreds by men more than half Pavis size and one hundred times more experianced.

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi's face began to fall, his anger faltering at Mina's description of the man. He tried with each sentence to convince himself that he could still find a way to get rid of Mina's attacker...or at least find someone else to take care of him...or, maybe find a way to keep him away from Mina? There had to be some way...oh god, please let there be a way...

When Mina began to cry, however, Pavi's expression broke. Who was he kidding? He was weak. Pathetic. Unable to protect his woman, his love...what a piteful excuse for a man, for a boy. He wasn't as concerned about himself(though admittedly he did fear for his own life quite a bit), but was more worried about the man coming back for Mina. If he couldn't even protect her from other men...what sort of man was he?

Not a good one. Not good enough for her.

"D-Dammit, Mina," Pavi whispered, his own accent even failing him now. A shaking sigh escaped him as he rocked her in his arms, refusing to let tears fall as well. He wouldn't be that pathetic in front of her...as if he couldn't go lower than he already was.

"Y-You should never h-have m-met me," he stammered, his voice cracking with more than just a stutter. Goddammit he was fucking crying. "I-I can't...even pr-protect you, dammit...fuck...why, w-why wasn't I there," he cursed bitterly. "You...Mina, you d-deserve much b-better than m-me. I'm sorry, mio amore. I'm s-so, so sorry."

He tried to hold in his tears now, but he was practically sobbing out of anger, frustration, and worry. He was in a goddamn wheelchair because he couldn't stand up for himself. He was wearing another person's face over his own, because he was ashamed of a wound he received because he couldn't defend himself. Hell, he couldn't even fucking talk out of shame and fear of being mocked. All because he couldn't defend himself.

So how could he expect to take care of someone else, someone who was so, so much more important than he was?

[Mina Murray]

"Don't say that." Mina said in a low tired voice pulling away to look at him. Gently she reached up and unattached his mask so she could see his real face. Tossing the other aside with a bit of a scowl of disgust. She ran her thumbs over his cheeks wiping the tears away. "Don't."
She moved her head so it was laying between his neck and shoulder.
"You're here with me now, that's all that matters. And you're taking care of me, that's more important than defending me." She closed her eyes feeling herself grow weak just from talking to much.
Suddenly a knock came at the door.
"Fuck," Mina thought not moving an inch from where she lay on Pavi's lap. She was so tired she could barely open her eyes."It must be the Geneterns."

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi stared at Mina for a few moments, silent from surprise at both her actions and his own. He was supposed to be taking care of her, but somehow that had twisted around in a confused moment of emotions. He shouldn't have let himself fall apart like that. Another thing to kick himself for later, he was sure.

However, before anything else could be said, there was a knock at the door. Pavi gave a sigh, before freezing suddenly. His mask was off, and there were likely GENterns at the door..how was he going to pull this off? But one look at Mina resting tiredly in his arms told him that there was nothing to be done about it now. Furiously wiping at his own face, Pavi told whoever it was to come in, that the door wasn't locked.

The GENterns opening the door, immediately grew silent in near shock at Pavi's bareness, as well as Mina's present state for those who hadn't already seen. They'd seen him without his mask before, but not when he was with a lover, only when he was changing the faces. He glared at them, motioning for them to hurry up and get in.

A few moments later, and they were pushing both Pavi and Mina into the bathroom connected within his bedroom. Pavi insisted on being present, if only to ensure that Mina didn't fall into one of her panics again, and to make sure that the girl were gentle with her. As the girls started drawing the bath, Pavi whispered to Mina, holding onto her gently now. "Mina...I know this is hard-a for you, but you really need-a to be cleaned up. I'll be right here with-a you, and I'll help-a them clean you. Can you trust-a them for a moment to help?" He asked softly into her ear, his hand at the back of her corset to prepare to help her out of it.

[Mina Murray]

"No...not really." Mina said glancing sidelong at the women running the bath and getting soaps, shampoos, towels, wash clothes, and other things ready. She winced and leaned forward as best she could in Pavi's lap so her lips were next to his ear.

"Non lasciare che toccare il mio collo, amore." She said softly in a pleading voice, hoping none of the other women knew a word of Italian."Non credo che potrei sopportare per loro di toccare me .. in questo momento. "
Already she could feel a small bit of panic raising inside her as a few small drops of blood from an re-opened wound on her neck slid over the sensitive scars.

She held onto Pavis arm as tightly as she could feeling vulnerable even with him around her. She was going to be exposing her most intimate parts to these women who wanted her dead, while bleeding bruised and broken. If she hadn't been through much worse Mina would be on the verge of tears by now.
"And...make sure they are careful with my wings, they sometimes rip a little when they get to wet."

[Pavi Largo]

"Of-a course, amore," he whispered back, hugging her back a little more tightly. If he weren't in this damn wheelchair, he'd take care of her himself, but that was rather difficult at the moment. Pavi wasn't stupid enough to trust these women to take good care of her when he was out of the room, however, so he intended to stay right where he was and help as best as he could.

"Listen," Pavi said firmly, addressing the women with a snap of his fingers. Pavi’s glare and commanding tone surprised them, and the nervously glanced at one another, as though they knew they’d been caught in the act of plotting against the vampiress. “You are-a to be extremely careful with-a this woman. You will-a treat her with-a the same respect you give-a me and-a my siblings. And if I hear otherwise from any of-a you, it’ll be-a the last thing any of-a you do,” he said, a dark, non-joking tone to his voice.

Of course, he didn’t trust them to listen when he was away either. But when he was here with them, they’d damn well better do as they were told, or heads would roll…and faces would fall.

One of the women attempted to take Mina from Pavi, but he refused, gently pushing her into a more ample position. He kept his eyes on her face, wanting to reassure her that he was here, and that he was the one that would be taking care of her. These women didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things, after all. Slowly untying the front of her corset, Pavi began to undress the woman, as he’d done so many times in the past. This time was different, however, and was under much less pleasant circumstances.

“Va tutto bene, Mina,” he whispered to her in the language only they could understand. “Lo non lascerò che ti male.”

[Mina Murray]

Mina nodded keeping her eyes on Pavi's still maskless face, ignoring the women no less than three feet from them. As he undressed her she felt their eyes moving over her body critically, looking at her wings and the rest of her. Mina knew had Pavi not been there they would be talking about her and mocking her.

"Pavi ... essere gentili, fa ancora male." She said quietly "Ha cercato di strappare via le mie ali, potrebbero essere rotto." She still felt the burning pain in them everytime she moved them, Mina wasn't sure if that meant they were forever damaged or just broken for now. She wised they could be removed, then she would at least appear normal.
One of the Geneterns stood away from the full tub to show that the bath was now ready for Mina.

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi's eyes widened at Mina's whisper, another burning sensation of rage building up inside of him. Whatever this thing was that had attacked Mina deserved to rot in Hell, as far as Pavi was concerned. And despite Mina's warnings, he intended to send it there, at whatever cost.

He removed the rest of her clothes more gently, hardening his expression at the sight of the cuts, bites and scratches that covered Mina's body. He worried suddenly just how much blood she might have lost, and that thought reminded him of her need to feed. And of course, the GENterns had conveniently "forgotten" to do as he'd told and bring the blood he'd requested. He gave a small glare at a few he caught staring at Mina, memorizing their faces for later. If he couldn't take this anger out on whoever had hurt Mina, then he could damn well take it out on them.

Pushing himself forward by the wheels of his chair(which was still fairly difficult), Pavi moved himself towards the edge of the tub, then cradled Mina in his arms like an infant. Now that she was full undressed, he gently lowered her into the tub, though the task was a bit difficult given his position and still weak limbs. But he'd rather risk making his arms sore then have these women treating her roughly.

"Stai bene?" He asked gently once he'd placed Mina in the tub, keeping one arm around her shoulders.

[Mina Murray]

Mina nodded her head, though her cuts and scratches stung as the water touched them. Especially on her wings, as she sat in the tub, the cuts on her wings opened up once more from the movement and she winced as several streams of her blood ran down the velvety flesh and her back. She bit her own lip.
The smell of the fresh blood didn't help her hunger any, and had she not been so shaken and hurt she would've asked Pavi for a bite...or just take one out of one of the Geneterns.

Mina lay as still as she could, clutching the sides of the tub as best she could to keep herself from going under. She looked up at Pavi and held onto one of his hands as one of the Genterns began to gently clean an open wound with medicinal soap and alcohol. She gripped his hand harder as the touch and pain brought back the memory of how she got her wounds.

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi felt a little sick as he watched the clean water slowly turn to a dingy brown, the blood and dirt swirling together as the GENterns cleaned Mina up. He was surprised at her ability to keep it together after all that had happened, but then again, Mina was still a very strong woman. He eyed the GENterns carefully, still not fully trusting them to be taking care of the vampiress...not that he had much of a choice otherwise. Someone had to clean her up, after all.

He wished he could at least help a little more, though. He wanted to give her something more than just comfort, but his movement was limited to his upper torso, and his personal surGEN had warned him that any "bloodletting" would be dangerous after the day before.He squeezed Mina's hand in return to her grip, using his free hand to help the GENterns clean her. Each time he passed over a fresh wound, he grit his teeth, making sure to be extra careful.

Slowly, carefully, Pavi moved the washrag he was holding up to Mina's neck, knowing that she wouldn't want any of the girls touching that. Chances are she wouldn't want anyone touching her scars at the moment, but better him than them. He moved as gently as he could, biting his lip as he carefully cleaned the scars marked with fresh cuts and bites.

"Is-a this okay, amore?" He whispered so that only she could hear, squeezing her hand tighter to reassure her.

[Mina Murray]

Mina was trying to keep it together as best she could, though it was hard to. She didn't want to cry infront of these women and be even more vulnerable than she already was. But as Pavi began to clean her fresh cuts and bites on her throat her eyes began to well up with tears. The pain bringing back the bad memories...and the fact that Dracula was still wandering around and more than likely would attack her again. Or try and make her his once more.
She let out a small whimper in spite of herself closing her eyes so tightly a few tears escaped.

[Pavi Largo]

The GENterns said nothing as Mina started to cry, but Pavi could see them faltering a little, glancing at one another with a scoff in their eyes. He could almost hear the conversations they'd no doubt be sharing later. It's probably her own fault, I bet this happens all the time where she lives, it's not so bad, she should get over it...

Pavi set his jaw tight, silently dabbing Mina's eyes with the rag before continuing to gently clean her wounds. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her forehead tenderly. "Va bene a piangere," he whispered. "Basta tenere su di me se è necessario."