(ikr, he's such a dork)
"First of all, don't be ungrateful. If it wasn't for me, your ass would be a spear pincushion, and I can't guarantee there wouldn't be one properly up main street. Second of all, shut up, because you're hurt and I'm taking you to get fixed," Levioth said matter-of-factly before simply picking Zackary up by his armpits, almost like a cat, before slinging him over his shoulder
Zackary let out a brief shout of protest as he was lifted, kicking his legs. “No! No! Let me go!” His wings flailed helplessly as he was almost drooped upside-down, grabbing onto Levioth for dear life.
"Shut up because I'm helping you. You're lucky I haven't already smacked you for making me drop my groceries. Oh wait," Levioth said, grinning as he paused to gently flick Zackary's head with the end of his tail, "I did," he chuckled
Zackary bared his pointy teeth at the end of his tail, batting at it cat-like. “I’m sorry your dumb-ass was carrying it so low! What else was I supposed to do?” He continued his tired but valiant flails.
"Maybe not dive for my damn groceries?" Levioth scoffed, resisting the urge to laugh as he carried Zackary out of the hallway and down towards his apartment complex. "I mean I get you were running from shiny ass spears, but did you really have to take a dude's stuff down with you?"
“Arrrrggghhhhhhh shut up! I would rather not be struck down by a stupid angel’s spear, okay? It’s an embarrassing way to die, especially in front of humans! Now let me go! Now!” He continued his angry attacks on the man’s shoulders.
"Nope, not gonna happen. Now I'd suggest you quit struggling, or I'll have to knock you out to keep you from hurting yourself," Levioth hummed, sticking a finger in his mouth before pulling it out, a strange black substance on his claw, which he now wiggled teasingly at Zackary, turning another corner
(ZacKary)
Zackary batted his hand away angrily, careful not to touch the black stuff. “You’re so disgusting! Uuuughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh let me go!” He whined, kicking his legs harder against Levioth’s chest.
(yes I know I misspelled it I'm tired)
"Boop," Levioth giggled, booping Zackary's nose with the black stuff and wiping it onto him, causing him to get very drowsy. "That oughta settle you down," he hummed smugly, finally arriving at his apartment complex
Zackary growled tiredly, his legs drooping slowly. His heavy wings fell around them, adding like, fifty pounds to Zackary’s very light 135lbs. His head drooped past his shoulder, hanging down like he was some kind of doll.
Levioth just adjusted his grip on Zackary, seemingly unphased by the added weight. He simply walked up to the door of his apartment complex, walking in and making his way to the elevator, where he pressed the button for the second floor
The elevator dinged and started going up, humming under the weight of the demons. In no time at all, Levioth and his ragdoll arrived at the second floor. His new doll recieved a couple looks from people in the elevator.
Levioth grinned, saying hello to a few people before reaching into his pocket, grabbing his key and unlocking his door. He deposited Zackary on the older couch, the cushions worn from age. "Alright, time to get you fixed up. I've got a friend downstairs who can fix you up magically, unless you're one of the weirdos who doesn't like that for some reason," he said as he went about putting groceries up
Zackary basically crushed his wings as he was plopped down, his head lolling to the side. His wing tips gently tickled the ground from where he was crushing them. Unsurprisingly, the doll didn’t answer.
Levioth actually seemed a little surprised when he didn’t get an answer. “Okay, looks like I gave you a little too much tranquilizer,” he muttered, laughing a little as he began to adjust Zackary so he wasn’t completely flopped on the couch
Zackary’s body moved like a liquid, or cat-like, until his wings were spread out more comfortably and the spear lodged in his joint was much more hideously obvious. His head lolled again and his eyes were closed.
Levioth let out a soft sigh, shaking his head at the sight of the injury. “Lucky you aren’t dead enough to eat,” he muttered before chuckling a little, rubbing at the back off his neck before going to find the healer
(What now frien)
(He mentioned getting someone to fix Zackary earlier so I’m having him go grab that person n come back)
(Ok
So continue, then
It’s kinda boring to narrate a doll)
(Yeah, don’t worry, I’ll fix that)
Levioth returned shortly, an annoyed looking man in tow. They exchanged a few words, mostly the stranger, a redhead with sunglasses on, saying how stupid Levioth was for poisoning a stranger, and afterwards fixed Zackary’s wounds with an injection of an odd green substance. After a few minutes he left, and shortly after that the paralysis wore off
The wound at the joint healed as well as the bruises on his chest, with the sprained ankle on his left leg. Zackary slowly stirred from his outage, his mouth twitching and shutting slowly as his eyes opened.
”Uuugh… wh…. what happpened?”
“Gave you a little too much to knock you out. But I got a guy to fix you up, so now you’ve gotta say thank you and sorry,” Levioth hummed smugly
Zackary inhaled slowly, looking up at the other man. “Uuuhhhh…. no thanks.” He curled up in a comfy ball of warm sleepy demon. “I’ma sleep some more.”
Levioth just raised a brow, clearly unimpressed. “Hell no, you aren’t sleeping more. Not until you apologize and thank me,” he huffed, poking Zackary with a claw