forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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(Ah sorry I’m here, I totally forgot to respond)

Lucy nodded to Calla, giving a gentle smile. This was madness, were they going to be able to get home now? Orion was out cold, most likely from exhaustion, so what would happen now?
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Vaughn sighed softly and nodded slowly. “Yeah, hopefully,” he murmured before turning to Malachi, his grip loosening on the boy. “Are you okay, precious?” He soothed, running a hand through Malachi’s hair with a concerned look on his face. He tended to baby Malachi at times, but it was his son for Christsake, he didn’t want to mess anything up.

Kaz chuckled softly at the nickname Vaughn liked to use for Malachi. He thought it was pretty adorable. He opened his mouth to say something, but a smack to the back of the head knocked him forward a little. "Ow, the hell man!" he huffed, rubbing at his head as he looked up at Argo. The demon pointed a finger angrily at him.

"I don't know what kind of stunt you thought your were pulling back there, but so help me god, if you leave me with your kid while you go doing something that might get you killed I will send your ass directly to purgatory, got it?" Argo said irritatedly

Malachi smiled up at Vaughn and nodded. He then turned towards Kaz and Argo. "I'm sorry for worrying you Uncle Argo…" he apologised quickly. He had just wanted to make sure everyone was okay.
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Lata placed a hand on Orion's head, hoping he would wake soon. She had respect for him in wanting to help, but it worried her that he was unconscious.

"It's okay, Malachi, uncle's not mad at you," Argo soothed, his disposition changing as quickly as if a switch had been flipped in his brain. "I am mad at your dad for not taking care of you better,* he said, glaring at Kaz again

Malachi let out a quiet "oh" hearing Argo's tone towards Kaz. He was honestly trying his best with Vaughn. They were the best parents he could even ask for.

Orion woke slowly, leaning into the hand rubbing his ears, and letting out a mighty purr as he does so. With a yawn showing sharp canines, and a stretch to rival a god, he opens his eyes. "Oh! Hello everyone! My name is Oiron." After saying his piece he waits for the inevitable flood of questions.

Lata felt a wave of relief knowing that Orion was alright. It was all the better seeing him back to his chipper self too. Giving a small smile to him, she took her hand back and waited to see what would happen next.
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Noticing the cat man awaken, Malachi wiggled his way out of Vaughn's embrace and scrambled towards Orion. He beamed up at the stranger and gave his thanks. He may have not had a lot of time to, but he did take part in helping his dad.

Ears twitching, Orion pulls off his hood, exposing the heavy scarring along his ears and where his ears used to be. "Hi, everyone. This is a dangerous place, but it was the only one that I had enough strength to take you to." Eyes bright, he seems to be expecting to be scolded for his actions.

"Better than that damn coliseum," Pluto mutters, wings twitching absently as she stands. "I suppose introductions are in order. I'll go first. Erik Westen, also known as Pluto. Last archangel, Molhaven's most wanted, blah blah blah."

As Pluto makes her statement, Orion's ears droop and his eyes grow sad. "Ah…You don't, remember me then? Nevermind, silly question. My name is Orion, and if possible, I am more wanted than Pluto."

"Michael Grey," Michael said, waving a foot in the air since he was still on the ground. "Also Balthazar, apparently." Kaz waved a hand absently.

"I'm Kaz. Also Kaon. Long story," he muttered as he leaned a little against Vaughn

Orion claps his hands together once. "Well then, we should probably begin working our way out of here." Turning, he watches the forest, and the shadowy figures that roam within, red eyes alight with barely contained fury.

Malachi walks back toward his dads and wonders what exactly he got himself into. He hoped that Kaz would go easy on Argo. Afterall, it was he who snuck away from him.
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Lata nods and stands by Lucy once again. Mortals should stick together, right?