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(,-, or maybe we could make wyatt le power bottom or smt?- i can do that, i mean-)
(,-, or maybe we could make wyatt le power bottom or smt?- i can do that, i mean-)
( I just can't really rp as tops qwq-)
(Works for me lol. Tops can be short too so I think we can make it work either way)
(Good point-)
(So, should we start or nah?-)
(Yeah probably lol. Do you wanna go ahead and do that?)
(I guess- :D)
Wyatt was running… from something. All he remembered doing was punching someone for being a dick, and his little gang chasing him with guns and shit. He ran down a empty street, before seeing another figure, and the gang was lost. He couldn't find anywhere, since he was lost.
He ran into a figure, before yelping and falling backward with a squeak, right on his rear.
Ario stumbled backwards with a soft huff of surprise, his hooves clicking on the pavement. Of course… the one time I come into the city to get my supplies, somebody runs into me… he's interesting, at least. Maybe he could be useful for research? "Are you alright?" He asked softly, a slight, indistinguishable accent at the end of his words. He held out one hand to help the other up.
Wyatt looked to the figure, and took his hand, embarrassed before nodding. "Y-Yeah…J-Just trying to h-hide…" He muttered.
"Follow me, then. I know a back way to my house. You can stay there for a while, yeah?" Ario helped Wyatt to his feet and started trotting through the alley, heading out the back way and leading the other along on the sidewalk until they left the city entirely. He continued pulling him through the empty, natural land, eventually landing them both at a homey looking cottage.
Wyatt followed him, a bit startled as his he sighed. "I-I guess." He stuttered, fidgeting with a ring on his finger.
"Here we are!" Ario announced, panting lightly from all the running. "I'll put a kettle on and get us some tea, alright?" He headed into the kitchen and, as promised, began brewing some tea for the two of them. When Wyatt wasn't looking, he slipped something into his tea before he brought it over. "Here you go, sir."
Wyatt smiled. "T-Thanks." He muttered, before sipping the tea, and sniffing it, and freezing before accidently swallowing it.
Shit.
"Is there something wrong, sir?" Ario asked, feigning a concerned look. Of course, he knew exactly what was going on. At this point, Wyatt would be beginning to feel lightheaded and hazy. The substance wouldn't harm him, but it would knock him unconscious in only a couple minutes time.
Wyatt looked up at him. "What did you put in this—" He muttered, before passing out, and falling onto his side, out cold.
Once he was sure that Wyatt was unconscious, Ario grabbed onto his legs and started dragging him down into the basement. After quite a bit of struggling, he managed to get the other man on the table and started looking around for something to try out on him.
(uH oH-)
Wyatt was still asleep, but his mind was speaking to him.
Where am I?
What's going on?
Who did this??
"Perfect!" Ario grabbed a syringe and filled it with some mysterious liquid. He held onto Wyatt's hand and stretched it out before sticking the needle into his arm. Soon, his entire arm was numb, which Ario hoped would keep him from waking up. He then grabbed some caustic liquid and poured a bit onto Wyatt's arm to curiously watch the skin burn away.
(watch: wyatt: -wakes up- WHAT THE FUCK— ario: 'v' oh, didn;t put enough there- -punches wyatt and back asleep-)
Wyatt groans a bit, wincing.
Come on…
(Lol)
"Hmm…" Ario watched for a couple more seconds before running off to fetch something else. He chose a scalpel and headed back over to begin slowly cutting into Wyatt's arm. He folded over the skin and poked at the muscle beneath, watching how the blood slowly seeped out every time he touched the flesh.
(-shiVerR-)
Wyatt groaned, attempting to wake up, and whining softly that he can't Come on! Wake up! He snarled toward himself, trapped in the void of his mind.
(Lol)
Ario grabbed a small vial and held it up against Wyatt's arm to collect his blood. He could run some tests on it later. He had upwards of hundred of vials of blood just like this one, from all sorts of different species. He couldn't help but be intrigued by the similarities and differences between different species' blood.
Wyatt's eyes finally opened, as he looked around, worriedly. "Where am–" He looked at his arm, now frozen. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He screamed, worriedly as he managed to move his arm away, it healing immidatley. (hes a demon, remeMbEr-) He looked toward Ario, worry in his eyes as he attempted to move away.
Ario jumped a bit as the other woke up, stumbling backwards a bit. "H-Hey! Calm down, I'm just doing some experiments… I even numbed your arm so you wouldn't feel it! How did you wake up?" He asked, thankfully not spilling Wyatt's blood as he capped the vial and labeled it. "And it appears you've healed yourself already. How peculiar… you would be such a fantastic subject with such an ability."
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