#bcdomens

Who the hell did that?

Aubrey couldn't help but to cringe and grimace, licking her lips almost nervously as she looked to Ozemir, she knew without a doubt that he would never hurt her specifically... but the stranger that did this? She knew if Ozemir were to ever find him it would be bad. Real bad. And she knew once he got his rage out that the aftermath would be wretched on him, and that was the last thing that she wanted for him.

"Hey, I'm okay. I promise. It scared me more than anything... you know how easy I bruise.." she tried, reaching for him to take hold of his hands so that he had something to hold onto. Something to grip.

"It was a stranger... he didn't like how I did something, he was drunk... its okay, really," she urged, stepping closer to him until she was flush up against him, holding their hands up against her chest.

A small whimper escaped from Kisumi’s lips as as his head fell back. His knee just hurt! This time worse than usual. The tension of his straining muscles were pushed to the point where he felt he was ready to pass out.

“I’m at my limit.”

There's an ease in which she lounges back, eyes closed as she soaks up the sun. Though the moment a shadow crosses over her face, she can't help but to squint an eye open, a scowl on her features at whoever is interrupting her. "Can I help you?" she drawls, trying her best to not be a raging bitch.

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Ozemir had been gone that day... and it was certainly the wrong day to leave Aubrey. Or perhaps it was the right day, so that he survived what Aubrey barely had. For when he came home, he found his home engulfed in flames, the pups going wild because Aubrey was still within... and the only reason she survived at all? Was because Ozemir had supernatural timing. The burns weren't too severe on her, but there was evidence of further injuries on her not sustained from the fire itself...

Whatever had happened had happened quickly enough for Aubrey to not be able to react properly.

Having been lying in bed unconscious for some time now, it was only as the sun began to descend into the sky that the first signs of life emerged from the demoness. Shifting with a soft groan, Aubrey's eyes began to flutter open...

"Leave that on for at least today before taking it off, and make sure you wash with unscented soap. Here is a pamphlet with more information on how to take care of your tattoo... if you need anything at all just message me," smiling a small, bashful little smile as the client walked out, Hikaru mindlessly wiped his hand along the soft fabric of his shirt, before realizing another potential client was sitting right there!

Shit.

"Yo," wait no. No no no! Grimacing, Hikaru's tongue darts to toy with one of his lip rings before lifting a hand and waving. Equally awkward.

What was he doing?!

"How can I help you?" he managed to choke out, trying desperately to find his equilibrium.