Tiernan Raynham | AphasiaStill naked, even with three feet of snow around her from a recent blizzard, Tier rings the doorbell. The Norwegian-born Brit turns a small token around in her fingers. Next to her, also naked, is a tall, dark and devilishly pretty woman with a box of medical supplies in her arms.
Chloe Price@TiernanRaynham @ButtonLarson Chloe is reading a book when the two walk in. The blue recognizes Tier, but the lady behind her raises one of Chloe's eyebrows.
"Who's that, Tier?"
Button Larson, RN | Bloodbank@BlueDeathCheatr @TiernanRaynham The other woman sets the box down on the counter and offers a cold hand and a fanged smile. “Erica Larson, registered nurse. But call me Button; everyone does. Tier told me that you’ve drank yourself onto the liver transplant list. I’m here to take care of you—and make sure you earn that spot on the list.” >
@ButtonLarson @BlueDeathCheatr Tiernan thumb-flicks her 30-day sober chip over to Chloe. “Get one of these yet?” [x]
@TiernanRaynham @ButtonLarson Chloe shakes Erica's chilly hand with hesitation, as if liver damage were contagious.
As soon as she's done checking out the chip, the blue hands it back to Tiernan. "I don't need that. I'm not a square."
Turning her attention back to 'Button', Chloe says, "let me guess, you're gonna somehow restore my liver back to normal? Or...?"
@BlueDeathCheatr @TiernanRaynham Button inclines her head. “Nothing of the sort. I’m simply here, at Ms. Raynham’s request, to take care of you and make sure you don’t fall off the proverbial wagon.” The vampire pauses. “It’s just as easy to drink yourself off that list, Ms. Price.” [x]
@ButtonLarson @TiernanRaynham Chloe huffs out, with the corners of her lips going all the way to her cheeks.
"I'm hitting thirty-two in a few weeks, I don't need a fucking sitter."
@BlueDeathCheatr @ButtonLarson “Then what about a partner?” Tier goes to Chloe’s bedside and kneels down, her impressive chest an inch from the American’s face. “We can keep each other sober.” [x]
@TiernanRaynham @ButtonLarson "Fine, Tier. We can do that, I guess..."
@BlueDeathCheatr @TiernanRaynham “Then it’s settled; Tiernan will look after you. I’ll leave these supplies and some instructions on how to care for Chloe. End-stage liver failure is not to be taken lightly. I’ll check in with you two in a few weeks.”
Before Button leaves, she says, “Rhian is on her way. I believe you requested to see her, Chloe.” >
@ButtonLarson @BlueDeathCheatr “In the meantime,” Tier says once Button has gone, “You can play with my tits if you want.” [x]
@TiernanRaynham @ButtonLarson "Yeah, I did. Happy to know she heard it."
As Larson leaves, Chloe lets out a deep sigh, resigned to her fate, condemned to live with cirrhosis.
The blue's attention returns to Tiernan, and after that juicy offer, Chloe gives her friend a blank stare for a few seconds.
After that, the punk says, matter-of-factly, "first, get me some food. Once you're done, get those balloons out and put 'em in my mouth." >