@-sacrifiicial-
“Can I see how your throat is healing?”
@-sacrifiicial- Aurinko nodded and smiled softly at them, trying to seem reassuring. Her arm had pretty much healed by now, a fresh pink scar in the shape of bite marks to show for it. She reached out to carefully undo the bandages around their throat.
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/ just accidentally broke into a store with my family lol
cb + mood or drop please trying to hang on to my muse
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also sorry for slow replies </3
((I’ve had him for too long and seen too many slight similarities not to drop something on here eventually xD
The Male looked toward them, humans usually freaked him out, even though… he technically was one… the blackened eyes he had lightly squinted, his arm lightly lifting in its very oversized hoodie sleeve. His much more… normal looking hand compared to… whatever had been stuck on his face since probably before birth, the material seeming to fade into skin on the area that connected his jaw to his neck. The arm lifted just enough to point towards the gash on their neck “….H-ow?..” he spoke slowly, deliberately voice gravely, and Hoarse. He wasn’t aggressive nor violent unless he would need to be in defence, simply curious, and sort of put off by the familiarity.
@-_FaceLess_LabRat_- they felt a sharp pang in their chest at his words - how does he know ? . . how does he keep bring up these things ? were there other people like "sir" out there ? . . doing all those horrible things ? it wasn't a very comforting thought .
((@-sacrifiicial- At the apologies the male grew even more confused, though he didn’t even understand what they were saying, if he had, even if they had scared him, it seemed he may also have scared them… something he very much understood, he slowly shakily reached out a hand, not touching, just hovering, trying to comfort without making the contact that seemed to scare them prior. “I use to be Kept…. By a bad man too….” He slowly whispered, maybe something worth mentioning, his mind hoping to find some sort of connection, maybe even subconsciously noticing the familiar mannerisms gained by such a traumatic experience.
@-_FaceLess_LabRat_- they stayed curled up like they were , fingers now tugging at their matted hair , still mumbling apologies under their breath .
The blonde softly knocked on the door to the guest room, “can I come in? I have something to talk to you about” Her gentle kind, voice came through, at about 10 am.
((@-sacrifiicial- She gave a soft hum, “I’ll be gentle, okay? I’m gonna touch your hair now, it’ll be alright” whispered assurances before she’d softly grip a section of hair, in order to make sure the brush didn’t pull too hard on their scalp, carefully brushing through it, avidly making sure she wouldn’t pull too hard, her soft voice continuing up him a soothing tune as she worked on detangling the knots.
@-_Star_Gazer_- they eyed the brush warily , but nodded slowly , moving to have their back to her and tensing up .
((@-sacrifiicial- She nodded slowly, standing and shifting back to the drawer she’d pulled the book and pen from, glancing through it, before taking out a brush that the knew would be gentle sitting near them, crossing her legs over each other. “Whenever you’re ready, there’s no rush alright?” A small smile accompanied it, her expression kept kind and nonjudgmental.
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“Here. I’ll put the food by the door. I don’t want to get you sick.” She murmured. Her eyes were glassy and she was pale. Her skin shone with sweat from a fever and she looked miserable.
@-sacrifiicial- “Let me get out of your bed so you can rest. I should get out of here anyway. I’ve got to start looking for work again, it seems.”
@-sacrifiicial- “No, no. It wasn’t anything you did. It’s okay.” She forced a soft little smile onto her face and wiped away the tears.” Everything is okay.”
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Footsteps echo the rather empty church, rain pouring down from outside making it all feel too eerie and gloom than normal. Moonlight and a few candles that were lit was the only light within the church. The clicking of shoes stop as the figure crouches down, “well you don’t seem to be in a very good condition, do you? Poor thing.” An arm stretched itself out, offering a hand to help the other up. “Seems you’re seeking to get out of the rain for one thing.”
His head tilts as his gaze follows the other slowly standing up before him. “That’s a bad scar you have. How’d you get it?”
@devilishactz they looked away , other hand going to try and cover the scar as well . they'd heard it all before - they should be dead , but its a miracle they're alive . maybe they did die that day . at least a part of them .
“Seems you went through something quite traumatic, an injury like that would surely leave you dead.” He paused a moment, eyes glancing over the teen, head still tilted in curiosity as he smiled. “Yet here you stand before me, living proof that you certainly didn’t deserve that at all. Quite a miracle I’d say, given a chance to stay living, for your death isn’t yet to come. It’s not your time.”
@devilishactz the teen had hoped no one would be there - it was easier when they weren't noticed . . but footsteps approaching shattered that hope . they tried to look for a way to escape the situation , but by then the man was already reaching out , causing them to flinch away , pushing themself up . the mention of the scar had a hand reaching up to cover their throat , head shaking slightly . they .. didn't like to think about that night .