The Last Broadstorm

Toby groaned inwardly when the ahamkara had practically torn the pants off of the very high awoken. As Levi had wriggled out of his pants rather happily, Toby rubbed his temple, looking away.

The baby ahamkara was clearly against him right now. “You should probably put your pants back on before they possibly get wet.” Toby knew how some sober people felt around drunk and/or high people now. Though honestly it was rather amusing, this wasn’t very good timing. A pause and the warlock had seen the man’s underwear out of the corner of his eye. He snickered a little bit at the jade rabbit logo’s on his underpants.

“Are you going to let me stitch up your other wounds or not?” he asked with a little smirk on his face, trying not to laugh.

“Well yeah, Yuh can totally stitch me up” He said pulling himself into a seated position again from his prone one, the top of his pants still wide open with no way to try and get it back together with the way his hands were and how the baby had torn the button off.

There was an extreme sigh of relief as he was released from the hunter’s grip, leaning away with a shudder. Owwww. He took a moment to move away and seat himself once more before he heard the hunter babbling along… then about to take off his pants. “Okay. NO. Keep your pants on.” Toby said, quickly moving to grip the awoken’s shoulder in an attempt to stop him from taking off his pants.

Toby was a pervert from time to time, but this was crossing the line for him… especially since he didn’t know this guy. Well— he’d had many one night stands and the like, but A) Levi wasn’t exactly coherent. B) They were both wounded and stranded in the middle of the wilderness on Venus and C) They had a baby ahamkara with them. The baby ahamkara had scurried off of Levi’s lap and sat beside him watching him curiously as it bobbed it’s head.

He groaned a bit. “I can… stitch myself later. But you aren’t done yet, you still have that other wound I need to stitch.” Stitching himself later… if there was enough to stitch him up with even. He was acting very childish… Toby sighed. “If… you let me stitch your other wound, then I can change into something that isn’t infecting my wounds.“

As he felt Toby’s hand grip his shoulder that didn’t stop him fumbling with his pants. The Hunter let out a grumble as he couldn’t get his fingers to co-operate with the button and zipper combo and he let out a whimsical laugh.

“Fine, Fine... You can stitch’yaself up” He said laying back with his arms above his head staring at the ceiling letting the feeling of nothing wash throughout his body. It had been so long since he had taken the pills he had forgotten how much it affected him.

The Ahamkara looked on at it’s ‘mothers’ antics and wondered why it wanted to discard it’s scales. Wanting to help it jumped up on the mans crotch and started to bite at the button that seemed to be putting up a fight. Chomping down on the metal button with it’s razor sharp teeth it yanked it free. “Skraw!” it crawed spitting the button to the floor and flapping it’s wings victoriously.

Toby jolted in both surprise and shocking pain as he was suddenly hugged quite tightly.“HHHHHH—“ he made a whine as the hunter buried his face in his neck. There would likely be a strong scent of his blood on the soggy robes he wore. “—Good to know?” he managed to hiss out. “Could you—hhhh… let go, please? Aaah— my bloods going to soak into your bandage.” Or he was doomed to be squeezed out like a cloth full of blood.

He said this, hands shaking. The wound up his chest was stinging like it was being jabbed with a million needles currently, especially with the hunter hugging him like this. Toby quickly realized that whatever Levi took… he might’ve taken too much of it. Or it was insanely strong. What sort of freakin’ pain killers were these, that caused him to get like this. It had been maybe a half hour now since he had started stitching to now. Strong pain killers, definitely.

He had no idea what he was doing. He was completely off his face already thanks to the mystery pills he had popped. Without knowing what they were there was no knowing how long he would be like this and how he was going to act the rest of the time they were together. But it would be a good couple of hours before he would start to possibly pass out or come down off the hella strong pills. The best bet would just to be humour the Hunter. He seemed to be rather child like in the way he acted.

Toby squinted at the pill bottle when the hunter brought it out. He wasn’t a huge drug user, despite what some thought. Not like he did anything else other then weed when he felt the need to. He was used to being around junkies however. “…Okay.” he said hesitantly, hoping those were actual painkillers at the very least. He’d find out soon enough though.

The warlock started to clean the first wound, firmly pressing his fingers against it to make sure it was clean. Toby was quick to thread the needle, making a momentary glance at the hunter to make sure he was alright. He’d start to stitch up the wound immediately after that. Toby had to lean while he was doing this, further putting pressure onto his own wounds currently. His face held a visible feeling of the pain he felt as he sewed the wound shut.

By the time he finished with stitching the first wound and had slapped on some gauze and a bandage, Toby leaned forward with a little grunt of pain as he wrapped the bandage around Levi’s torso. He tied off the bandage and looked up to the hunter, scanning over him for the next wounds to stitch.

The Hunter sat there sighing petting the Ahamkara idly as the Warlock got to work on patching him up. He had completely forgotten that he wasn’t the only one who had got injured in the fight with the Ahamkara. But right now he was busy enjoying the slow buzz that was slowly swirling in his stomach and working it’s way out to his limbs. He felt things slowly numbing thanks to the pain killers he had injested.

His face melted into a soft smile as all the pain that had been tightening in his chest melted away into a wave of happiness. He started to hum softly to himself an old Awoken lulaby his mother used to sing for him before bed. Something he always did when he got high on pain killers. He would fall out of all his senses and just do whatever came to mind.