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Post by Arden Ealdwode on Mon Jun 18, 2018 5:27 pm

Inside of the smokey seemingly cheap apartment stood a very tall, muscular man. His pale skin would be outlined in the morning's light that shined through a cracked curtain. Most of the room was kept dark, as not to anger the already hung-over minds of the souls inside. The man's back would seem to ripple with power, on his right shoulder was a beautiful red and green rose tattoo, the stem was covered in sharp thorns. His hair was shaggy, and the color of a raven's dark black feathers. If one was to (god forbid) touch it, it would be silky soft and clean without any sign of grease or filth. He wore a pair of fancy black boots, with rather expensive black dress slacks. His black slacks seemed to fit loosely as the start of his 'gluteal cleft' began to show.

At first glance from behind it would seem the man was standing tall, hands resting on his hips leaning back slightly, admiring whatever it was in front of him with a rather devious grin. Instead the actual scene was less awe inspiring.

A soft slurping sound seemed to be softly emanating from in front of him, his pants hung loosely around his hips, a rather beautiful young blond kneeling down in front of him. Letting out a soft groan, the man seemed to shudder for a moment. Letting out a soft sigh. The woman would then move her head away from his abdomen, wiping her mouth clean on her arm. She seem pleased with herself, at least for the moment.

Before she could say anything, the man standing above her would quietly tuck his rather girthy and lengthy member back into his briefs, and slacks. Zipping himself back up, followed by the button. With a chuckle he would look down at the blond woman. He himself had no idea what her name was, and honestly he couldn't care less.

She would be busy looking up at him, confused by the man. Her voice was, in his head, rather shrill and loud. She reminded him of a screeching hawk. "A...Arden?.. What are you doing?.. I thought we were gonna.."

This caused the rather beefy looking man to chuckle shaking his head slightly, his voice was deep, dark. Like a solid rumble of pure energy.  "Hm?... Oh... Sweetie...? (Again he couldn't place her name, she was a means to wet his pole the night before.)"

The woman snapped, "Vanessa!! Do you even remember my name?!"

Arden would flinch a bit, her screeching voice made his head throb, clearing his throat he would smile looking down at her. "No.. I honestly don't remember your name... Other then, 'Blond with a vagina' you're just another face to me... Thanks for the warm bed, and the lay." He chuckled softly, reaching into his pocket he would find the last of his twenty-five dollars (all in ones), tossing it at the woman making it flutter down around her. With another chuckle he would shrug. "Whoo~ Make it rain for you. Thanks again babe, I'm out. Don't bother calling me, the number I gave you is to a suicide hotline." With a chuckle he would turn around from her, looking around for his white shirt, tie, and jacket. Unknowing to him, he had just threw rocks at a beehive.

Behind him the woman would be busy picking herself up off the floor, walking quietly to a side table near the wall. Picking up a silver letter opener, she walked back to Arden. Her voice was calmer now, keeping herself together. "Hey, Arden?.."

Curiosity got the better of him, turning around to see her standing a few inches from her in her hand was the letter opener. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't stop her in time. Slashing at him quickly, she would slice the sharp opener quickly and deeply across his chest, giving him a nasty deep gash in his chest. This caused Arden to let out a sharp growl, shoving the woman to the ground. Who would then start crying. Arden's voice would come across less angry, and more annoyed. "Tch. Crazy bitch!! The fuck is wrong with you? A letter opener, REALLY?!"

Now that she was seemingly unarmed and busy putting on the desperate woman act, Arden would take this moment to quickly gather up his clothing. Heading for the door. Looking down he would see his blood dripping down his muscular build, admittedly it looked 'fucking awesome' but it hurt like hell. Grumbling softly to himself, "Hmm... This isn't going to make Aeolus Happy...." Turning around Arden would glare down at the crying woman, "You know. You could've just let me walk away. Ugh, why do I ALWAYS find the crazy broads? Eh, Oh well.." With a chuckle, Arden's eyes would light up like fire, grinning like a madman he would quietly whisper to the woman. "Madness."

In a blink she would cease her crocodile tears, her expression growing blank. A smile would slowly start to spread across her face as she reached up with her right hand. Pushing her finger nails against her skin of her forehead she would slowly start dragging it down. Ripping into her own face. Continuing down it all the way to her eye socket, she would scratch across her own eye. Then down to her chin. Slowly her left hand would reach up, copying the same movements. Quickly opening her door, locking the lock, then walking out Arden would head out the door down the halls of the run down apartment building. A soft whistling escaped his lips, a happy tune. Blood dripped down hid chest still from the gash as he held his spare cloths over his shoulder with his left hand, keeping them blood free. No one bothered to come out of their apartments, so there would be no witnesses.

Behind him, the woman still sat on the floor, ripping her own face apart, scratching out her own eyes. Her pace got faster, as her smile got wider. A loud playful laugh echoed from her room. A few hours later she would be found dead, bled to death, eyes tore up and hanging from the sockets. Seemingly committed suicide, her own flesh found under her fingernails. There would be no reason to come after Arden, after all. Sex wasn't a crime.

Reaching into his pocket he would pull out his cheap flip phone, dialing in a number he knew by heart. Clearing his throat, he held his phone to his ear, "Mmmm! Good morning Sunshine! My dearest Sweetest brother... Hey uh.. I might need your help. I uh.. I had a run in with a letter opener. You know me, I'm clumsy. Ran right into the damn thing. Yeah, I'll need stitches. Meet me at the Rossi's." Arden's deep dark voice was playful, he knew there was no way Aeolus would fall for the whole 'I tripped' bit, but it did make it more enjoyable for Arden.

Arden would chuckle softly, finishing his phone call with his brother with a playful, "Loooove yooooouuuu!" hanging up he would make his way 'home' to the Rossi's underground mansion. If anyone on the way there asked him if he was 'ok' he would merely tell them that he was fine, just got into a fight with someone's house cat, was headed to the hospital. Yeah, right. Like he would ever go to a place like that. What a trap. One blood test and he would have a whole mess of hunters after him. He was close now, heading through the bar and into the secret entrance making his way into the mansion.
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Post by Aeolus Ealdwode on Wed Jun 20, 2018 8:56 pm

He’d been down here for nearly two hours already, holed up in the quiet little room in the basement of the Rossi’s home that he paid for every month, sometimes in means of disposal for bodies, other times in work and stitching, sometimes in cash. It really all depended, but he had a running tab with Joshua for use of the basement and the electricity that he used to power the oven and some of the tools that he used in his ‘work’.

Nearly two hours that he’d spent with this carcass on his table, nearly two hours it had taken him to break the body down into six pieces, nearly two hours to kill, string up, exsanguinate and break her down to this point. Nearly two blissful hours of this depraved yet comforting therapy.

So soothing… The feeling of his knife slicing through the muscle tissue. Slice after bloody slice, he cleaned the bones of their meat, laying the rib steaks into Pyrex dishes as he broke them apart from the remaining bits of the torso. Bodies… He was basically the garbage disposal of the Rossis, getting rid of any bodies that were accidentally killed in any kind of missions they were given. This one… Well, this one was his own personal project… Aeolus had charmed this woman with his gentlemanly manners, holding the door open, paying for her drink, giving her a friendly chat before asking to escort her to a cab which she accepted, but only if he took her to his home for the evening. Women… Such fickle little things. They fell all over themselves for a chivalrous man these days. This one was no different, but she got more than she bargained for.

Now she was dead, on his table, cut down into little pieces of meat to be blended up and thrown into the ocean. Pretending to be chumming was a good way to get rid of the evidence. But this… Cutting, the scent of blood in his nostrils, the sight of the blood covering the latex gloves, smiling under the surgical mask as he continued to break apart his victim. Once the bones were clean, they could easily be crushed down and turned into fertilizer once they were baked enough to crumble easily.

He was so at peace until… The sound of the main chorus of Choke by I Don’t Know How, But They Found Me went off, disturbing his moment of composure. Aeolus paused, taking a long moment before he turned set his knife down and took off one of his gloves to pull his phone from his pocket and answered it with a ”Yes, beautiful? How are you?” He wasn’t quite listening to what the woman on the other side of the line, but when she paused, he laughed softly, a warm and affectionate sound as he smiled to give it that added benefit to his tone. ”Is that so?” The unicorn couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose in disgust as she gave an irritated choking sound, the whole reason for the song that was her ringtone.

”Yeah, and he was such an asshole!” The woman growled into the phone.

”Want me to kill him?” He said, his tone full of teasing, though he leaned over the corpse in front of him and listened to the disgusting sound of her laughter that sounded even more fake than most of her body.

”Oh, would you do that for me?” She said, flattering herself.

”Of course. I’d do anything you asked me to.” He purred into the phone making the woman give another fake giggle. If he knew anything, it was how to flatter and alleviate a situation.

”No, it’s alright. I need you out of jail if I’m ever going to sleep with you~” She purred back and he had to fight back a scoff of his own. He tried to hold it back, he really did, but…

”Sorry, hunny. But… I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while. This one only comes for virginal women. And you… You’re as used as an ATM on the main street. Please don’t call again, sweetheart. Or I won’t be responsible for what happens to you~” Aeolus waited for the few moments that it took the woman to wrap her mind around what was said. He waited until he heard that irritated choking noise before he chuckled again. ”Good-bye.” The unicorn said in a smooth tone that somehow didn’t lose it’s affection before he hung up the phone with a tired sigh and looked down at his phone screen.

He was just slipping the device back into his pocket as it rang again and lucky for the woman, it wasn’t her. Bad Reputation by Adelitas Way began to play and he looked back down at his screen to see the picture of him and his brother before he pinched the bridge of his nose, smearing blood across his skin before he answered it and pulled it to his ear. ”Yes Ar—“ He was cut off by his brother’s loud voice boasting affection before he got to the point. Had a run in with a letter opener? Aeolus didn’t believe it for a second. Well, not completely. That letter opener was likely grasped in the sweaty palms of a woman he’d banged and left like the trash they were.

He needed stitches… His eyes looked up toward the ceiling, the Rossi’s where his brother would be headed. ”Clumsy, huh?” He repeated softly before giving a long drawn out sigh. ”See you soon.” Aeolus replied, hanging up halfway through the long drawn out ‘love you’. He needed to finish up here, but… With his brother being on his way and the time it would take to bake the bones to the right doneness for them to be crushed the way he needed them to… This wouldn’t get done in time… Damn. Another half-done project… Quickly, he began to stuff the meat he’d taken so long to carefully prepare into a blender and blended it into a thick paste before dumping it into a toilet and flushing. One right after the other, he did so until the contents of the bags were gone, leaving only the bloody Pyrex which were quickly rinsed and loaded into the autoclave machine with his other tools to be cleaned. He waited the fifteen minutes for it to finish before he cleaned himself down, sprayed everything with the oxygenated bleach and wiped it all down.

Once his space was clean enough for him and he was sure that it was taken care of, he cleaned himself up scrubbing himself down and incinerating the scrubs he’d been wearing and changed into the fresh clothes he’d brought down with him. A clean, silver button up, tie, his gloves and slacks finished off with a pair of black loafers was put on quickly before he made his way up the stairs, locking the door with a padlock and continued up into the main part of the Rossi’s mansion where he took a seat in the foyer and waited for his brother to wash in so that he could stitch up this 'run in' with the letter opener.

Upon the opening of the door, the unicorn sighed softly and without even turning his head, he spoke in the smooth, but flat tone that he usually used when speaking to his brother when he did something like this. "So how bad was this run in?" Aeolus asked before turning to look over his shoulder toward the door.
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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Sireissa Sleigh on Sat Jun 23, 2018 10:46 pm

Sireissa had rented a room here in the large mansion here. She didn't need much, just a large bathtub to lay in and a bed to sleep in. Otherwise, the siren wasn't in need of much space. Her clothing was practically the same day in and day out. Her hair normally hung around her without a care in the world.  Much like herself. Free to come and go as she pleased as well be as angry or calm without a moment's notice. Her cloths? Well...a bikini top, short shorts, and sandals or barefoot. Depending on where she was and when. Around the house, bare feet were ideal. After all, it was easy to walk around without anyone hearing. She could come and go as she pleased, listen in on any conversation, and then no one would be any wiser.

Today was a rather boring day at the house. As big as it was, there was nothing to do. Roaming from room to room, it sounded as if no one was really in. Strange. Normally there was at least one person here to listen in on or talk with. But the entire top section had left her with no one to harass..no one to poke again....and no one to spy upon. Her face went from mildly okay to slightly annoyed. A pout started to form upon her features as her browse furrowed together. Why was there no one here? This was no fun. She didn't really feel like heading outside today, but it was looking like she was indeed needing to go outside. Very lame.

One of the rooms she hand entered was large and full of clothes. Floating on in, Sireissa pulled out one of the prettier dresses and slipped on into it. Stepping in front of the tri mirror, the light brown haired siren spun around to admire herself. A few times she twirled from one side to the other, admiring the dress that she was in. Floating back, she pulled out a hat and sunglasses before returning back to the mirror. Perfect, she was done. Walking to the door, she got most of the way there, she realized these clothes started to make her hot. Taking a hold of everything, Sireissa ripped all of the extra articles of clothing and left them upon the floor before leaving the room once again.

Heading down to the kitchen, Sireissa opened up the fridge and looked inside it. Staring into the cooler compartment, the siren took inventory of what it was the house actually offered. There were fish, eggs, cheese, and pudding. Oh...pudding. Actually, what was pudding? Curiosity had gotten the better of her. Reaching in, she pulled out a chocolate pudding and opened it up. Sticking her finger in, the older girl then took a taste. At the taste, her duel colored eyes lit up. This was wonderful! Quickly, the siren started shoving down the liquid chocolate into her mouth and grabbing another one. Throwing her trash to the side, she ripped the top of the second one open and begun eating another one.

When she finished her second one, Sireissa heard the door opening up and people talking. And by people, we mean men. Moving closer to the kitchen door, the siren listened in on the conversation. Someone was hurt? Interesting. Back to focusing to the men, she closed her eyes and concentrated. These two sounded familiar. But where....oh~ These were those weird unibros. Or Bronicorns? Whatever they were, she knew them. Maybe not real well, but well enough to be friendly with one another. Worked with one another. Friends to a point. Regardless, she decided to venture out. Was better than eating chocolate pudding.

Floating up to the hurt Unicorn, Sireissa noticed that Arden had a wound upon him. Getting right up to him, she bent over to inspect it before sticking her finger right right into the bloody wound. "It feel deep." Pulling her finger out, Sireissa sucked the blood off of the pointer finger and straightened up again. "And tastes fresh." Her duel colored eyes glanced up to Arden before turning to Aeolus. "Are you here to patch him up? Can I watch?"

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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Arden Ealdwode on Fri Jun 29, 2018 12:58 pm

Arden's first reaction hearing his brother speak was strangely submissive, his smile was apologetic. Blood was always thicker then water. Just about the only person he actually cared about. The rest of the world could burn in hell fire, as long as his brother Aeolus stayed safe. With a gentle chuckle, the black unicorn's smile would widen into a playful grin. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." As Arden walked further into the foyer, tossing his shirt and jacket onto an empty chair. His wound still seeped blood, it stung, but this wasn't the worse he every brought home. Aeolus had dug bullets out from Arden, he had stitched wounds, even popped joints back into their sockets. Thanks to being what he was, his wounds always healed without a scar. With a soft chuckle, Arden would go and stand in front of Aeolus, his hands on his hips showcasing his wound. Under his wound was a mix of dripped dry, and fresh blood.

Inhaling a slow deep breath, he kept his smile. Preparing to tell his story to Aeo. "So this chick.. Right? She had really great tits, completely real. More then a handful... Her face was a bit, meh, but whatever she was easy. So... I uh... I guess she wasn't done with me, when I tried to leave, she went batshit crazy and came at me with a letter opener. Out of no where!" Before his brother could ask he would grin, "It's cool though, I doubt she'll be in good enough shape to track me down. Last I saw, she was busy removing her own eyes with her fingernails.. Crazy broad, plastic surgery should be left to the professionals. The pressure to be beautiful is intense, eh?" Arden's chuckle hid a rather dark but playful sense of humor.

As he stood waiting for his brother to talk to him, a new body slid up to him. Before he could greet this 'young' woman she would stick her finger straight into his wound. Arden would flinch just a bit sucking in a sharp gasp of air. Looking up into the air he would swallow his normal violent reaction letting out a loud, groan. Shaking his head he looked down at the woman, known as Sireissa. "mmmah~ Baby.. You need to buy me dinner before you go sticking your fingers in my holes." Arden's chest would raise and lower slowly as he took in deep breaths. Adrenaline still pumped through his body from the wound itself, helping him tolerate the pain. Watching the woman stick her finger in her mouth, Arden would raise an eyebrow. "Oh that's just gross. Don't put strange blood in your mouth, you don't know where I've been." Even in pain, he was playful. The Rossi's seemed to house all sorts of 'strange' creatures. None of those seemed to be upstanding law biding citizens.

Looking back to his brother Aeolus, he smiled, "So Doc? What do you think? Do we gotta put this horse down, or will he recover and be back off to the races?" Another deep chuckle escaped him.
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Post by Aeolus Ealdwode on Sun Jul 29, 2018 4:40 pm

He really, really, really… Didn’t know how to feel about all of this… He gave his brother an unamused look as he sauntered into the room and gave the younger unicorn an apologetic grin. Aeolus found himself sighing heavily as Arden tossed his shirt and jacket onto a chair and showed off his wound. How many times had he sewn up his brother's injuries? Tweezed bullets from his body? How many times had he bandaged him up? Too many to count, but for Arden, he’d easily do whatever it took to keep him in fighting shape.

Aeo listened half-heartedly as his brother explained the way this woman, who was just the way that Arden liked them, other than her face apparently. Sighing softly, he looked up at his brother and the lack of care he’d taken with this woman who had ‘gone batshit crazy’ and had begun to ‘remove her own eyes with her fingernails’. He wasn’t worried about the woman tracking him down, though they could be a pain every now and then. Aeolus was more irritated by the fact that there were no precautionary measures taken to prevent anyone who found the body from tracking them down and questioning them. Though they could easily skate with lies and evasive statements to avoid detection, so he wasn't too worried.

He really couldn’t understand Arden’s way with women. How he could easily jump from one to the other with absolutely no pause. Aeolus, for one, honestly disliked when women were easy. He preferred the wooing, the seduction, the chase… Although he hated when women got too attached to him, he didn’t mind taking care of them in his own way, he supposed. He was just usually more careful than Arden was with doing so.

However before he could say anything, the ‘little sister’ of the house came out of the kitchen and up to his brother before inserting her finger into the wound without a second thought. Aeolus sat back a little bit and watched her as she removed her finger and licked it. A slightly disgusted look crossed his face at the action, but he quickly hid it behind a ‘pleasant’ smile to her. Equally, the exchange between Sireissa and Arden was entertaining. The pain on his brother’s face, though he often hated the sight of Arden in pain, was rather funny. To watch a woman like ‘the princess’ doing so was rather… hilarious, if he was honest.

As his brother turned back to him, Aeolus looked up to meet his gaze before giving him a slight smile and a teasing look. ”Does this look like the worst injury you’ve had, Arden? Out of all the cuts, bullets and punctured organs you’ve had, do you think this would keep you down? Especially with a surgeon like myself?” Aeolus shook his head slightly and turned his attention to a small med kit beside him which he opened and pulled out a needle and stainless steel thread that he used for his stitches most of the time. Though he had other types, of course, he liked the durability of the stainless steel over something like nylon.

Turning his gentle smile back to Sireissa as he threaded his needle, he nodded lightly. ”Of course you may stay. I don’t mind you watching me work.” The tone was warm and almost affectionate as he moved closer to his brother. ”It’s just a simple stitch, Arden. Do your best to hold still.” He said before he grabbed a small syringe of water and flushed the wound with it and a small towel from his med kit to wipe up the extra blood and water that spilled out. Not that it was likely that either of them got an infection or anything from an unclean wound, but old habits died hard. After he was sure that the wound was clean, Aeolus applied the mixture of bupivacaine and epinephrine ointment around the wound, waited a few moments for the skin to numb and slow the bleeding before he set to stitching the wound closed. He took his time, his careful and steady hand used to this kind of procedure as he tied knots at every suture to make sure that it stayed closed.
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Post by Carzeah on Sat Aug 11, 2018 1:03 am

How did he get into this mess? Carzeah had just been passing through, minding his own business when the Rossi and the Valentine families both decided to jump at one another with him sandwiched in between. The side the fiery haired male ended up fighting for? It just happened to be the Rossis because they weren't the ones to piss him off first. After all, getting thwacked in the back of the head with a night stick didn't do well to settle his already dormant but active temper. The sorry son of a bitch didn't quite live to see the next morning like Carzeah did however. If you could call this existence living since now he was apparently some kind of living legend to anyone that was in attendance of the scene. If these goons were impressed over killing seven men in the coarse of seven ten, these Rossi folk needed some better heroes. Lucky for them, Carzeah was pushed to become one of them, just like that.

So he did. And he was assigned to a group of other goons. "They're wild." One Lieutenant said to him. "Ok" The male seemed uncaring. "They're brash." Another protested. "So?" Carzean simply shrugged. "They're brazen." Another in the room warned. "Is that really a bad thing?" It was then these higher ups began to realize this guy was something else. The highest official in the room scoffed, "You ever try to break and tame a wild stallion, boy?" It was then that the noise in the room sparked a real reaction from the male. His golden eyes looked up to the officer, slowly flickering to red before returning to their natural color. "You ever play in Hell boy? You're stepping pretty close to the biggest inferno you've ever encountered." After all, this mere boy probably was older than every man here and had seen more anguish than anyone in this room combined. To say the very least, the Rossi upper chain backed off. Something had spooked them far more than mere words from the male. "Well. One of those guys is a doctor. He should be able to patch up your wounds." In actuality, there were no wounds that could be mended by medicine, just illusions set on himself to mimic the damage he would sustained if he were truly of mere flesh and blood. No, his problems were slightly more severe than that. Where blood stained his shirt from a high caliber round to the gut, was actually still the bullet lodged within his stone underskin with his molten insides slowing attempting to ooze out.

"Thanks. I thought you were going to have me bleed out for a minute there." Sarcasm seeping through his tongue. He stood up then and wiped his clothes. "This was my favorite shirt." He'd lament with venom in his tone on the way out, refraining from saying a less professional set of words. The men in the room attempted to console him with, "Welcome to the family" all said out of sync and in different intonations. The male gave them no response. This was no family at all. There was no loyalty here, no love, no devotion. Just cowardice roaches under the rocks that scattered for themselves when exposed to light or flame. He'd see them all burned in time. But for now, it was time to meet with this said 'doctor' of the group. Perhaps he could find the others that way. Carzeah walked through the mansion, still disguising himself in bloodied clothing as his wounds already began to heal by hardening into stone uniformly to his already existing mass.

The foreign newcomer stomped up to the proper door with naturally heavy and half lazy steps. Sounded like a party was going on in there to be frank. With other people's blood in their mouths and talk of big titty broads clawing their eyes out so she could be pretty. Still probably wasn't the worst conversation he overheard somehow. These modern urban folk were strange. He lingered a minute but then finally decided to knock. "I heard there was a doctor in town. Could you let me in?" Best to meet these strange savages first before deciding to run away from this family business and give them a shot right?
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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Sireissa Sleigh on Sat Aug 11, 2018 7:32 pm

She had been given permission to stay, though she looked back to Arden. Take him out to dinner? Why would she do that? She doubted he could go swim out with her...unless he meant a burger. Sure. Maybe. "Okay." That was all she needed to say before turning back to Aeolus and sitting down. Watching him work was interesting. The fact he know how to do such things was beyond what she understood. If she had gotten hurt, she simply dealt with it. Then again, the last time she honestly got hurt was a long, long time. Many years. Maybe a few decades. So to see wounds getting patched up was interesting enough. Though, it made her a bit hungry.

As Aeolus finished up, the doors opened and a new person she had never seen before walked in. Sireissa took a moment to take him in. He had red hair and golden eyes. His shirt, and other items he was wearing, were bloodied and torn. Again, the siren stood up and walked over to this new person to take a closer look. He was...new. Injured, but new. The question was, did he belong here?  That was what she was going to find out. The fact he walked in here seemed like he knew what place he was walking into. But...that didn't mean anything. Not to Sireissa. "Where did you come from?" It was time for 1,000 questions. "How did you get these wounds?"

Just as she asked that question, she reached out and touched them. Just like how she did with Arden. However, unlike Arden's, his wounds burned. A Shrill hiss came from the siren as she pulled her injured hand away and put her other one forward, hand facing him. Without a second thought, her ice magic came out and a layer of ice came to settle on the wound as she backed up. Once that was done and over with, she went on to nursing her own wound. It was burned. Possibly close to the point where it would melted off. Both her eyes focused on her finger as she coated it with another layer of ice. Forget the guy at the moment, he didn't matter. Though, given the chance, she might attack him. She was injured. Sure she did it to herself, but she was injured. And fairly stupid.

With her hand now covered in ice, Sireissa returned to Aeolus and showed it to him. He fixed up Arden, he can fix her right? "I need my finger fixed, Aeo."
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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Arden Ealdwode on Mon Aug 13, 2018 4:26 pm

Listening to Aeo Arden's expression was gentle, apologetic even. A strange look on his face compared to his normal cocky grin. His brother was right, this wound was pretty mild to some of the other ones he had. True pain was a bullet stuck in muscle tissue and nothing to numb it but cheap whiskey. 'A shot for me, a shot for my Woun-AAAAAHH.' He would chuckle lightly remembering it well, doing his best to hold still. "Nah... This isn't nothing, but I figured coming to you would be better then walking around with it, or... Going to the hospital." That place was death to a unicorn, you couldn't trust anyone. One lippy nurse bragging about unicorns and BAM they would be on the run yet again. As Aeo worked on stitching him up, he would easily keep himself still. The pain, if any thanks to the numbing, was bearable. Not to mention he made sure to keep a strong appearance around the young lady.

Arden could hear the footsteps on the other side of the room, tilting his head hearing the new voice he would turn his head grinning. "Get in line, I'm not leaving 'till I get my sticker." Arden's tone was playful, cocky. He was referring to children's doctors, the ones that offer trinkets after good behavior. With a soft chuckle he tilted his head, wondering who exactly this new face was.

His attention would then go to the young lady who had ever so kindly stuck her finger in his wound earlier. Watching the spectacle unfold his eyes widened as she stuck her finger in his wound too. This seemed to be an official Rossi greeting. However, it would seem she stuck her finger in the wrong hole. Listening to her hiss would cause him to flinch. His brother instinct told him to go to her, but he wouldn't dare move until Aeo dismissed him. Looking to the man he would raise his eyebrow. It wasn't the redheaded guy's fault she burnt herself. In fact maybe it taught her a lesson. Arden felt bad for Sireissa, would she be ok? It looks like everyone needed Aeo today.
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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Aeolus Ealdwode on Sat Sep 01, 2018 5:48 pm

Aeolus stayed quiet as Arden spoke as he continued stitching up his brother’s skin, though it really didn’t take long. He’d done this enough that by now, he could have done it in his sleep. The words that fell from Arden’s lips were truth. If he’d gone to a hospital, they would have been in trouble and would have had to leave their happy little home, which was something he’d much rather avoid if at all possible. Even then, being seen walking around with silver blood streaming from his wound also would be a dead giveaway to what he was. ”Your judgement was spot on, at least when it came to coming to me. How you got the wound is another matter.” He said to his brother, however, the sound of the door opening made him turn his attention away from his brother as he tied off the steel thread before crimping it together to make sure it held while the wound healed.

A slight snort was released from Aeolus as Arden spoke of a sticker that he was waiting for and after a moment, the younger of the two twins turned back to his kit and then handed off a rather cutesy unicorn sticker to his brother. However, his eyes turned to the sound of a shrill hiss that put him on edge. Had the man attacked Sireissa? We’re they going to need to kill this one as well? The unicorn took a moment to gather what was going on. The man had been blasted with ice, Sireissa’s hand was covered in ice and she was moving toward him with her hand extended to him.

She was burned… And pretty badly, but at least the ice that she’d placed over her hand had stopped it rather quickly from getting any worse. Aeolus took her hand gingerly in his own as he looked over her finger. It truly was a terrible burn and he had to wonder just what this newcomer was in order to create such a burn simply by her sticking her finger in his wound. But that wasn’t the problem at this moment. ”Hold still, Little Princess. I’ll need you to thaw out your hand so I can help.” He said affectionately toward her as he turned and dug through his medical kit until he found the small glass jar filled with a thick tan colored cream. He opened the jar and used his fingers to grab a little bit before turning back to the woman in front of him. ”This might hurt just because I’m touching it, but this will keep it from scarring and blistering, alright?” He was gentle in the way he spoke with Sireissa before he lathered some of the cream on her finger.

He then reached into his kit and grabbed some gauze bandage and wrapped it around the burn and then added a bandage with little fish on it for decoration and to hold it on there. ”It’ll be fine in an hour or two, so leave this bandage on until then, alright, Little Princess?” He said with a kind smile before turning his gaze to the newcomer.

”Yes, I’m the doctor and I’ll be in town for quite a while. By your wound, I take it you need a few stitches as well, though by the reaction Sireissa had to it, I’m not sure any of my materials could withstand it.” He said carefully as he wiped the residue of the cream off on the towel he’d used for Arden. ”What can I do for you, newcomer?” Despite the politeness he tried to keep in his tone, he couldn’t exactly hide the slight suspicion toward the new man in the room.
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Re: Paint the city red. (+18 Mature content)

Post by Carzeah on Sat Sep 01, 2018 7:22 pm

The whole damn menagerie of trouble makers were here it seemed. Well, best way to get these introductions done and over with. It made things nice and easy so he wouldn't have to waste his breath repeating himself too, which suited him just fine. Upon letting him in, the female decided it would be a good idea to investigate him. It was no harm really until he saw her finger move to indicate to his gash. Carzeah thought nothing of it since she seemed to merely be pointing but his brow raised as her finger came closer...and closer. "I wouldn't..." But it was too late. She was already taking her finger back, shocked from the burn she had received and ice was flung in the direction of his chest. The cool wave was directly applied a little too close to his core, so the blow actually knocked wind from his system, turning his remaining speech into a grouchy "Hmph." As his stance was returned to a relaxed position.

"Maybe...you shouldn't do that." It was a mere suggestion, but it already was falling on deaf ears as she went to go get her boo boo attended to. She's lucky she didn't burst into flames right where she stood frankly, cos that could happen upon contact with his internal temperatures. There was a matter of the fact that she seemed to have cold powers on her side, which likely saved her from seeing a worse fate. The thought reminded him to look down at himself, to the wound specifically. The blast of ice he took to the chest was already melted and the water mostly evaporated away, whatever was left was soaked against his shirt and the front of his black pants. His gaze lingered a little longer as he focused to his wound, concentrating in order to view himself unedited by his consistent facade. Like a looking glass passed his very own skin, he saw the black rock that was his true skin, closed up entirely where the breach of magma flow should have been. In an odd way, this woman patched him up, cooling the lava that was pouring out so that it could harden quickly and naturally. He focused a moment longer to send heat to the spot, to reform the area so that it didn't look like as much of a mess and more to the likeness of a perfectly chiseled statue that belonged in ancient Greece.

By the time he was back to tune into the action, the doctor was addressing him. "No worries. She got it." He answered smoothly, saying the least he could as he waved it off. The stranger to them reached into his jacket pocket for for his cigarette case, taking it out to reach into the decorated metal case and pulled out one for himself to stick loosely into his mouth. After, he stashed the case away again and took his jacket off and hung it up to show them all that he was going to get comfortable here for a moment. Only another second ticked by and if they blinked, they would miss the brief moment it took for the male to light his cigarette with a mere snap of his fingers. "The higher up folks assigned me to oversee your little posse here. You made quite a name as the Rossi 3 so far, so I guess they think you need an adult." They sure seemed to, with the big one wanting stickers and the other one having to be coddled the whole through her little burn. Carzeah was beginning to hardly question their judgement, even if this was the blind leading the foolish. Wouldn't be his first rodeo in that sense though.

The male took a moment to breathe in a long drag, his hand reaching up to run his fingers through his shocking blood red hair. "To be fair, I'm as new as it gets. So I'll default to your judgement entirely for one day. And one day only. I want to see how you operate on a normal standard day. From tomorrow on, I'll take up reigns with my notes from there and you'll love me or hate me." He'll shrug simply then. "So with that, I guess you can call me Carzeah because we'll all be stuck together."
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