(Oof)
Malcolm: Noticed Sadie and rolled his eye. He immediately regretted that though, as a shot of pain when through his entire body, hitting every tender nerve it could find. He groaned, flopping onto his right side and holding his head with his shaky right hand. He nearly passed out again, but somehow he managed to focus enough on the warm metal of his new mask to stay conscious.
(Yup. ~Character development~)
Sadie: Growls I hope you never stop feeling that pain.
(Lmao!)
Malcolm: Barely hears Sadie since he’s lying on his only working ear. However, her words hits a nerve. He remembers the explosion long ago with great clarity, and now he’s suffering the exact same thing again. He wasn’t sure how to handle it, but he was still in agony and couldn’t think very well. Worse, he knew the cloud of pain would eventually fade, and the horror would return in full.
(Yup XD)
Sadie: Smirks and staggers to her feet. She rolls Malcolm over and whispers. "When you think of that pain, just remember: it could always get worse. Do not test me. I will show you levels of pain you can't even begin to comprehend, you moist rat cracker."
(‘Moist rat cracker’. What the fuck, lmao! Have you or Sadie, or both, been hanging out with On’nyosh, lol?)
Malcolm: Groans in pain when Sadie touches him. He then sighs resignedly, bursting into another bloody coughing fit. His eyes flicker as he nearly passes out again, but he rolls onto his right side again and the movement helps keep him awake. He doesn’t otherwise react to Sadie.
(Grins conspiratorially Nobody's telling.)
(Sadie: All I'll say is that's from the heart!)
Sadie: Straightens up and walks away from Malcolm
(Lmao!)
(Me: Yells into the distance, On’nyosh, you fucking whore!)
Malcolm: Barely hears Sadie walk away as he finally passes out. He starts wheezing in his sleep.
(Sadie: Laughs On'nyosh! Get your fungus toed 3 toed sloth lookin' ass in here!)
(Pinches the bridge of my nose Jesus. . . she introduced him to technology. . .)
Sadie: Sits down and passes out
(Me: Expression of feigned horror, you’re calling him back!)
Malcolm: Still unconscious, and somehow still alive.
On’nyosh: Casually approaches, snorting at the sight of Malcolm. So, did I miss all the fun? He then notices Sadie, becoming concerned.
(Sadie: Grins I know.)
Sadie: Startles awake, then looks around. She sees On'nyosh and gives him a mischevious look Yo. She doesn't even attempt to get up, though
Elijah: Startles awake, groaning. Sadie? Sadie! Look around wildly and his eyes settle on her. He sits up, and promptly vomits. Oh god. I knew I shouldn’t have had the sushi. He tries to crawl over to Sadie. When he reaches her, he cradles her head. You Okay, baby?
Markus: Holds our a hand to On’nyosh. Hello! Are you the whore I’ve heard of?
Sadie: Chuckles sarcastically Yep. Never better. I enjoy feeling like my bones are being melted in my chest. Turns to Markus Don't even bother. He doesn't swing that way.
On’nyosh: Still looking at Sadie with concern. You alright? He watches Elijah, noticing his fondness of Sadie. When Markus comes up, he shrugs. If you’re meaning ‘jester whore’, then yes. Shakes Markus’ hand. He overhears Sadie, concern flashing in his eyes once again. He then glances back at Markus with a confused raised eyebrow. Indeed, what she said. I prefer being ridden all day by mares, not stallions.
Sadie: Chuckles See? She looks at On'nyosh and sighs See, you know how my healing works, no?
(Have On’nyosh and Sadie even met before? I don’t think they have)
On’nyosh: Shrugs. I’m not sure, but I can probably get pretty close with a guess.
Elijah: Shakes his head. God. I wish you wouldn’t heal me. I hate how much it hurts you. Kisses Sadie’s forehead. Give the pain back to me. Can you do that? I’m okay, I can take it. It hurts more to see you like this.
Markus: Sighs heavily. Indeed. I see. Turns around muttering to himself. Shouts out to the void of authors. C’mon! A man needs a rebound! Turns back to On’nyosh. Well then. In that case. Puts on his best tour guide voice. Hello, and welcome to Hell! On your right you may find the source of all our troubles, the nefarious Malcom. Gestures wildly. And over here, (point to Amber) the sassy and gorgeous, Amber Kline.
Amber: Wiggles her fingers in greeting. How bout you call us ladies, you stallion, you?
Markus: And over here, our resident lovebirds, Elijah and Sadie, whom I do believe you’ve met. And the lovely Val…. Continues introducing everyone. Oh yes, and Dane, the dashing demon who made a quick exit at my appearance. Claps and rubs palms together. Anyway, now you are up to speed, good fellow!
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(Me: Facepalms. Markus absolutely does not need a rebound. Do not listen to him.)
(Idk. Let's pretend that it's a yes, lmao)
Sadie: Guess then. Looks at Elijah, then Markus, and snorts
On’nyosh: Raises an eyebrow at Markus and shakes his head in confusion. He snorts disdainfully at the sight of the still unconscious Malcolm, then hears Amber and chuckles. Well, I was, quite obviously, using a horse analogy earlier. But, I will call you whatever you want for the small price of a kiss. Grins flirtatiously. He glances back at Markus as he finishes speaking without saying a word, then immediately turns his attention back to Amber. He drops into a deep bow. My name is On’nyosh, at your gorgeous service. Gives Amber another flirtatious grin. He turns back to Sadie when she speaks. You absorb pain when you heal others, don’t you?
(Lol)
(Considering, Malcolm may or may not be in a coma. I’m honestly undecided about it, but the fact that he’s currently half-dead isn’t helping his situation)
(Alright, lol)
Sadie: Nods A little gift from my mom and her family.
(Ah. Well, there's an easy way to check, lol.)
On’nyosh: Seems mildly surprised. So I was actually accurate? Fucking hell. Chuckles for a moment, then clears his throat and composes himself. Well fuck.
(… Glances around, then starts a little evil chuckle)
Elijah: Shakes his head and anger shows on his face. Your Momma is scary, Baby. Any gift from her would be too. He sighs and wraps an arm around Sadie, trying to help her sit up. I’m sorry I was being a dick. Forgive me?
Markus: Awww, Sadie, not many men apologize. Rolls eyes. I would know. It’s even worse when they’re royalty. Glances around, eyes landing on Kek. Get some popcorn, this ought to be good, Kek.
Amber: Smirks. Oh, I don’t give out kisses. Kicks? Yes. Kisses? Those must be earned. Her eyes roam On’nyosh. Though maybe you could earn one… She slinks off, going to help Kek with the popcorn.
On’nyosh: Can’t resist a mocking laugh at both Elijah and Markus. He then hums at Amber, intrigued. Fiesty woman, are you? I don’t mind that at all. Though… using an accented voice, spare me jewels that fiery kick if ye wouldn’t mind. Chuckles a bit. He then follows Amber, becoming even more intrigued.
(Me: Points at On’nyosh. This fucking peacock. Lmao!)
Amber: Tilts head. I might spare you… Shrugs. Or I might not. She continues about her business, totally aware of On’nyosh. She's more interested than she’d care to admit.
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(Me:High fives Serprentess. Do I sense a toxic relationship brewing?! Oooo.)
Kek: starts preparing his popcorn and hands some to Amber
Amber: Takes the bowl. Thanks, Buddy. Gives a sisterly smile to Kek.