All In Your Head (TheNerd & Treasure)

Damien rolled his eyes. He didn't have much respect for humanity in general, but girls, especially, were so air-headed and ditsy. So annoying. Still, he decided as he started eating, she made a decent layout of food.
 
Celia had sensed he thought that way from her heightened aura sense during the full moon's day. The bloodlust turned to self hate as she knew she messed up. Of course, all of this was bottled up like nothing else. She went and grabbed the lemonade, then hurried back up to bring it up to him, her thoughts racing with mixed emotion.
 
Damien took the lemonade without a word and gulped down half the contents in one go. Then he finished eating and shoved everything toward her. "Here. It was tolerable. Now take it away. I don't need empty dishes cluttering up my space."
 
Celia took it, nodding respectfully. She was trying not to either go mad as she was or transform, the bloodlust and self hate was eating away at her, slowly but surely. She feared it was becoming noticeable, so she quickly turned about and rushed down the stairs to put them in the wash.
 
Huh. It appeared the stupid girl was falling apart. That happened faster than Damien expected, but he was not fully surprised. They all did eventually. Maybe someday Mother would give up and let him study in peace.

He stood and dressed in his everyday wear, throwing on a robe to protect his clothes from chalk dust. He turned to the boards and reached for the cloth covering them.

Pain shot through his skull, robbing his eyes of sight and his lungs of air. Damien dropped to the floor. Piercing shards sliced into his brain. Whimpering and almost gagging on the intensity, Damien curled onto his side and clutched his head. Not again! Not again.
 
Celia felt Damien's pained aura and became immediately concerned. She looked about, trying to make sure she didn't drop anything.

No....it wasn't that, something else was wrong, that had to be it.

What on God's green earth was going on?!

She rushed back up the stairs, her animalistic protective instinct kicking into high gear. She went almost inhumanly fast up the stairs, unbeknownst to her, and darted into his room. She silently hoped and prayed she did nothing wrong and it was some bottle from the lamps that hung around his room. She didn't even realize the small visible aura she'd kicked up around her, looking like a peaceful gravitational dust around her, along with her slightly glowing eyes, which would've been heavily incriminating to her had she not had a clouded mind. She was on the verge of howling, and not in tears, an actual wolf howl. She stifled her sounds of concern and agonizing anticipation in her mind.
 
An entire parade could have stormed into Damien's room and he wouldn't have noticed. His head thundered in time to his rapid heartbeat. Why?? Why did he have to suffer like this?? Had he done something wrong? Offended some diety? WHY??

Vaguely, he realized someone was in the room with him. His eyes wouldn't focus when he tried to open them, the harsh light bright and piercing. Whoever it was, they were hazy and indistinct and... haloed? Maybe? He couldn't tell. He closed his eyes and tried to curl up even tighter, whimpering.
 
Celia's bloodlust subsided slightly as she realized she'd transformed. She felt herself a bit, and she wasn't wearing the same clothes. By God, she'd actually lost control....her wings were spreading right behind her as she felt for her tiara, and sure enough, it was there. She was exposed, and the aura was enhanced. At this point, she couldn't care what others thought of her appearance. She had to help him. She slowly approached him, trying to give off a benevolent front. It's quite hard to do that when a Lycan's furry ears and tail are showing.
 
When Damien finally looked up, he could not believe his eyes. How... who... what?? Nope. He was not seeing what he thought he was seeing. He closed his eyes tightly.
 
Celia internally sighed as she knelt down to his level, trying not to scare him off. "Mr. Damien, sir, please listen....I'm not going to hurt you, if you would let me, I could help you....," she said, her voice with a soothing quality to it. Her inner angel had come out...and its name was Farayui.
 
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