(Chp.6) A Bleeding Throat

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Tw: gore, weapons, fighting, angst, and swearing

As the two fought in the kitchen, Pablim slowly stood up- avoiding the battle as he made his way to the bedroom GC resided in. He silently walked into the room befor kneeling down to GC, stareing at her frail and rather pathetic complexion when he took off his hat; he then pulled out a small patchwork quilt from his it, gently scooping GC up in it as he blew cool air onto her face, walking to the living room as he did so. He was surprised to see she put up no kind of a struggle, that was good- it would only waste her energy and he supposed she knew that. She was indeed much smarter than she let on.

A wave of relief washed over GC as Pablim picked her up in the soft, soothing, quilt. She closed her eyes and the adrenaline started to fully fade from her body. Her neck pulsed ever so much more but she dident dare to speak a sound, only then did she feel Pablim blowing soft air upon her reddened, tear stained cheeks- once her cheeks were cooled she started faded in and out of consciousness, fighting every instinct in herself to stay awake.

Backing away from Robin cautiously, Karl tripped on a leg of one of the kitchen chairs and fell backwards into it as Robin charged twords him. Befor he could stand up or react any further, Robin gripped Karl's shoulder- digging his nails into Karl's cold skin. Karl winced slightly, unaware of a much worse pain to follow shortly after.

Pablim gracefully danced around the on-going battle, placing GC on the homes only sofa in the living room. Taking off his silky gloves and placing one of his hands on GC's warmed forehead, Pablim slowly placed down his tophat and stuck his hand deep within it's enlarged confinds- rummaging around as he murmured somewhat of a lullaby to GC in a softened tone. This soothed her, tricking her mind into feeling more at ease than it should in her situation.

Robin whirled his magical drill, digging it violently into Karl's left eye. The blood splurted out- spraying on Robin's already dirty clothes and callused skin. As the drill dug in further in Karl shriek in agony, salty tears overflowing from his tear ducts as he fought the drill with all his might. eventually managed to kick Robin off of him, he held his eyes tightly to prevent large amounts of blood from spilling out- he was petrified. Robin took a walkie talked out from his bag as he turned it on, speaking directly into it, Karl paid no mind to this- blocking out the whole world in his mind as he noticed the drill bit was still lodged in his mutilated eyeball, though the rest of the magical drill had dropped to the ground.

"Man, I fucked that bitch up!" Robin spoke in a silly tone, giggling as he shouted into the cheap walkie talkie- only getting a staticly gargle from the other end. Eventually he turned it off, shutting up whoever was on the other line- he was just about to tackle Karl and the chair he currently sat in over when Pablim hollared over at him.

"That's quite enough Robin! Now please, Bring him over to me and lay him down on the other half of the sofa." Pablim spoke in his usual velvety voice as he exhaled, pulling out a small glass vile full of a shimmering substance. He hummed a soothing lullaby, only faintly singing the lyrics as he lightly stroked GC's warmed forehead, sweeping her choppy and overgrown bangs to the side as he did so. He then dustsd the substance from the vile on GC's small, tear stained face, Pablim had abruptly stopped, looking up to see Robin- whom had hoisted Karl up into him arms and brought him over to the sofa.

"Right there please." Pablim asked of Robin, pointing to the other end of the couch as he did so, almost immediately beginning to hum the childish lullaby once more. Upon command Robin flopped Karl down onto the sofa- receiving a harsh glare from Pablim for doing so. GC listened to the soothing hum Pablim produced, she fought amongst her own inner self whilst fading in and out of consciousness- she had only opened her eyes when she noticed Pablim was now silent, watching as he seemed to be occupied with something behind her- ignoring this fact she let out a breath she dident know she was holding in as she slowly fell asleep. Blinking her eyes closed she saw Pablim stand up and listened to him mutter something she couldent quite make out. She then went limp and had completly fallen asleep.

Pablim turned around to the loud thud Karl had made when Robin threw him down on the couch. Pablim then proceeded to gently pick Karl up and adjust him, placing him on the sofa in the correct manner.

"You poor poor thing, that must hurt." He winced at the sight of Karl's gaping wound. Robin, whom stood behind the couch glared down at it with a wide smile- clearly proud of his work. Pablim choose to ignore this and once more reached into his hat, pulling out a square gauze, some bandages, and a circular vile of a glowing liquid. He poured a bit of the glowing liquid onto the gauze befor speaking to Karl, now realising he was infact still conscious.

"May I?" He asked permission, a rather large frown imprinted on his face as his hand neared the drillbit still logged in Karl's left eyeball. With a nod of Karl's permission he swiftly pulled out the drill bit, hastily rushing to hold the gauze to Karl's eye wound as he rapped the bandages around his head, keeping the gauze in place. It was only when he finished wrapping Karl that he removed his finger from it's spot on the gauze, the manner of which he had wrapped Karl's would leaving his other eye opened- so he could still see.

Pablim pluked the drill bit from the floor with caution than he had used when removing it from Karl's eye, carelessly dropping it into his tophat along with all of the medical supplies he had previously used.

" You'll be alight- for now... let that wound heal for a few months, it will most likely leave a scar but at least you won't loose the whole eye. Though I doubt you'll ever see from it again. " He murmured, nodding to himself as he did so.

"You must rest now. When you wake don't rush to do anything that involves much effort, if your friend doesent wake when you do- do not fret. She will be just fine." Pablim spoke gently into Karl's ear befor standing up completely- placing his tophat neatly upon his head and sliding his silky gloves back on, this time nodding to Robin as they both walked out of the old home's, newly repaired front door- shutting it silently behind them.

Karl watched the two leave, he couldent move for it was too painfull to bare and his eye was in immense pain. He looked over at GC to see her throat bandaged up- the blood seeping through the the outer edge of the, previous pristine, white bandage wrap. She was out cold though her chest liften up and fell down every few moments, she was indeed still alive. He decided it would be best to follow her lead as he shut his eye and almost instantly fell into a slumber yet to be petrified with horrid memories of the events most recently taking place.

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