Flowing Through

Nana and Q-Chan watched in amazement from their perch outside Jill's window. The cab had dropped them off shortly after Jill's own arrival and rather then reveal themselves they had both reverted to other forms. Nana raised her reptilian head from the windowsill and looked at Q Chan in his bat form.

{Be careful the woman does not see you. She is familiar with you in that shape.} Q Chan squeaked low in answer to the thought she had broadcast and pulled further back in the shadows. He didn't want to pull to far back though and miss anything. Really, it was quite comical to see his obnoxious, snobby son get pulled through the apartment flat on his back and by the scruff of his neck. The woman was doing rather well all things considered. She just wasn't strong enough to pick him up and so had pulled and tugged him from the car to the elevator down the hall of her building and into her apartment. When one tenant had stopped and stared at her dragging a person down the hall the woman had just sighed dramatically and said: 'Drunk bastard, but I love him so what am I gonna do? Can't just leave him at the bar, now can I?' It had sent Nana into peals of laughter.

His son had started to come round at the threshold of the bedroom. He had tried to right himself and the woman had immediately helped him to stand. They both staggered over to the bed his son complaining that he was a kami and should be treated with respect in a slurred voice. The woman had nodded her head fervently in agreement and pushed him unceremoniously into her bed. She asked if that was better and his confused son had said yes this was much softer and more to his liking. He eyes slid close and she had went about tying his wrists and ankles to the bedposts in an efficient manner. He roused again tugging on his bonds clearly not able to comprehend what was going on. She had politely asked him if they were too tight. Q Chan nearly lost it in hysterics (which he was not prone to) when his son thought about it a minute before replying that no, they weren't too tight and should be all right. The woman had then asked him if he needed anything to which he responded he could really do with some fresh human blood, preferably male. She had cocked her head to one side as if actually considering the question biting at her bottom lip as she did so. She finally shook her head and said no, she was terribly sorry but she thought she'd run out. His son had nodded in sympathy; it just wasn't something you could keep around after all. Nana had nearly lost her grip at that point her lizard like body shaking with mirth. The woman had left then stating that she would make him some tea and see if she had anything sweet in her kitchen if that would do instead of the blood (his son brightening a bit at the prospect of chocolate had agreed.)

As soon as the woman left they entered the room and went very quickly about setting wards on his now sleeping son's bonds. Each one fed their own personal power and strength into them ensuring they would hold and could not be broken. Nana leaned over her grandson and kissed him briefly on the forehead sending little shoots of energy into him to aid the healing process all of her real love and affection for her wayward grandchild behind them. She then drew an intricate pattern on his forehead that flamed into life briefly and dissolved into his skull. It was a binding spell to keep him by the woman's side and prevent him from harming her. Hearing her approach they exited as quickly as they had come and continued to watch from the outside. She came in and set the tea down on the nightstand and knelt over him checking to see if he was still awake. She had sighed and stroked the side of his face tenderly when she saw he wasn't. She apologized for shooting him even though he couldn't hear her; she was apparently still upset about it. She stayed for a bit watching him breathe with a troubled look on her face before settling down for the night in another room. It was only after all was quiet and dark did Q Chan and Nana leave secure in the knowledge that he was safe and out of harms way both to him and from him.