All Work

Captured

She took the shirt from him and pulled it on with one hand until she had to take her hand from Nero to pull the other arm through. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slow. This was going to be excruciatingly painful- she didn’t know if they had a means of knocking him out or any pain killer. THe opening up the backpart of his skull would be the hardest part. THe bullet retrieval itself would be nothing fo her. She might have had long thick fingers and sharp dangerous claws but she could work with the most minute delicate areas with the best of surgeons. 

“It’ll heal in a couple minutes, Lemme wrap it up.” Dante takes over, wrapping his head yup nice and tight, just in case it doesn’t heal over in a few minutes. Nero looks drunk as hell right about now, so he didn’t really have much to say.

Dania gave a nod and sat back on her hooves out of the way as she watched, SHe sighed and pushed her claws through her hair. “What,.. is going on? Imean.. what are youguys?” SHe frowned. “I.. I meant to ask Nero that before about what was happening but we were trying to survive more than anything else. “

The raven-haired man’s eyes were still scouring the room a bit.  They had since lit up once more, having a dim glow to them as peered around the room.  Suddenly, Dania found something.  Before he knew it, there was a low hum.  The air felt a bit odd just as the lights kicked on.  Marcos seemed awfully surprised by this and nearly jumped.  “They… work?”

Dania’s eyes looked around and she grinned. “They do!” She blinked. “We’d better move quickly though, there’s no telling who will know these lights on.” he said with a nod before darting further into the room and starting to look for something that could be lubricant- lard, grease anything. 

The young man seemed to laugh lightly in response to Dania.  "Great!  I’m glad we could get them working.“  Dania’s words made Marcos think.  "I… see…  After all, the power for these lights has to come from somewhere… unless the power source is something besides what I think it is.”  Marcos began looking around for the lubricant they needed.

Dania found a bucket... of something. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was when she opened it but ti was slick and greasing and.. wow it smelled really bad. She glanced over her shoudler before picking the five gallon bucket up with ease and taking it over to him. “I have no idea what this says on it but it’s grease like? Could we use this?” She asked curiously looking at the bucket. 

Inia shook her head. “I don’t know, I don’t remmeber.” She said shakily but took a breath to calm herslef. She squeezed him tighter against her as she pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “We’re going ot get out of here. But.. for now … are you hungry? I think Mako and Mia were theones in charge of foot today.” Which could have meant that they’d have food or they’d have scraps. Depending on the mood that either of them were in.

“We’ll figure it out. You’ll get to see this place burn one day and I’ll make sure that master of ours is locked in one of his own cells.” As her arms tightened around him again, Aden’s did the same. He was still her little brother even through all the hell they went through. It wasn’t her job to take care of him anymore. He had to return the favour now. He didn’t know how much time he had left. She wouldn’t die here, he couldn’t let that happen. “I’m not very hungry, but let’s go get you something.” Mako was useless. He’d cook them long before he’d cook for them, but Mia was normally good.

“YOu act like we have much of a choice in this?” SHe smiled and nudged him trying to joke with him. In truth she was really surprised that all of the ones that were alive were still alive. THe psychotic doctor had for some reason taken a liking to the group he’d taken all at one time and perhaps it was just his means of doing a social experiment considering he’d captured opposite sides. For whatever reason Aden had become very intriguing to the doctor which probably slaved his life. 

“He’s in a mood.” Inia admitted as she rested her head back against the walla s she shifted to lean back. “I saw him earlier. I’m not sure who is on his piss list but I think it might be one of the new meat in the cells.” She explained. “I think it’s a good thing for us. It would also explain why Singsing is in such a pissy mood.”  That and the crazy ass doctor had been a bit more touch feeling as of late that he’d been in the past. That wasn’t a good thing either.  “And Mia is locked up, so you know. He was put in solitary earlier.” 

The food was fantastic and she savored every bite though she didn’t dawdle too long on it. She finished up the food using one of hte rolls tha they’d given her to mop up all of the juices. It had been a very long time since both of her stomachs were full and she was compley satisfied. Once she was finished she looked to the other and gave a smile.”Thank you again for the meal. It was so good.” 

Shopping

A hand came up pushing his brown hair back out of his face. Blue eyes shifted voer to look at them and his hand came up. “She’s a little taller than you” He said miming out the height. “Long brown hair. Green eyes. Impossibly pretty.” A snort was given as he walked on. He paused and looked over them lightly. “Dear....” He paused giving them a  obvious once over. “You aren’t the doctor’s type, which is a good thing for you. Singsing would not have been happy. She ...has a bit of an obsession with the head doctor.”  He continued on leading them from rooms that were clearly examination rooms and holding cells to a more professional looking cells. “My name is Love. “ He glanced back to them. “I’m a lap dog, but I’ll try to help you out  in getting adjusted.” He paused outside of two heavy wood doors with intricate designs drawn across them. 

Alias gave a nod and moved to start drinking the soup slowly making a face after the first two bites. “Oh this stuff is awful.”He grumbled but ate it anyway actually cleaning the bowl. “Oh that was awful.” He groused again but he already had the better color in his cheeks. 

Bill laughed and gently pushed Alias down onto the bed so he was in a better sleeping position. He took the bowl and smiled at Alias, “But you ate it all and you’re already getting some color back! Now you can sleep. I’ll be on the couch if you need me okay? But I won’t leave until you fall asleep.

Alias laid back and stuck his tongue out at him. “Hey do you have anything… sweet?” He asked with a frown but put his hands on his head. “I’m craving something sweet.” 

Sweet? Well… Everyone had cravings every now and again. Bill knew that he certainly did. “Uh, yeah. I have my sweet stash. Give me one moment,” he said. He got up and went into the kitchen, returning with a container of cookies. He opened the container and put it in between the two of them.

Alias nodded and took a cookie before he leaned back nibbling it. When he was finished he looked oveer to his dear friend. “I usually don’t eat sweets but when.. when something bothers me or hurts.. I find that the sweet is comforting.” 

Bill cocked an eyebrow. “Really? What’s bothering you?” he asked. He took a more comfortable position and looked up at him. Alias hadn’t told him that before… And Bill always made sweets for him….

Alias deadpanned and looked at Bill before he gave a slightly cocky smile. “Oh..I don’t know.. Maybe beingjumped by some higher demons? Almost drowning? That could make a person bothered.” 

Bill stopped and stared at Alias. His smile dissappeared. This was news to him! “What do you mean you were jumped,” he asked slowly. His voice was even, but his aura was no longer happy and light like it had been earlier.

Alias looked over to him and then he paused. “Ah, nevermind.” He said with a weak smile. Shaking his head he pulled out another cookie. “It’s nothing to bother about or worry about Bill. It’s alright.” 

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