✩ ⌬ ، ❴ ID // MASTER.. ❵ ⇲ ̸ @monarchsreign: please tell me you simply jest, [ scrutinizing the wound below their neck with crimson-lined orbs, the warrior sighs, worrying his bottom lip with sharp canines. ( damn those bastards, couldn't they leave them alone without punishment for one day? ) matthew reaches over to amass the array of supplies sitting on a nightstand much too fancy for such a small space, \ though matthew had to admit, he did have quite expensive taste. ( gods, they spoil me. ) / flipping open the cap to what looked to be alcohol. \ it wasn't the common household type, however. rather, it was a concoction of multiple different substances meant for purifying &. cleaning (mixed in with a few more special additions too). / pouring some onto a cloth, he hesitates, only for a moment, lips thinning into a line. ] i see no point in warning you ( i'm sure you know what's coming ), but—- this is going to hurt.