@rot-baby-rot!
"By who?" August asked, walking over. He knelt down next to Meun. "How long have you had this?"
"By who?" August asked, walking over. He knelt down next to Meun. "How long have you had this?"
(Can I join still?)
(Yeah)
“It happened this morning,” Meun mumbled, doing his best to stay still
"Who gave it to you?" August asked again. "Are you alright?"
“My ex-boyfriend,” Meun muttered, his voice growing a bit quieter
(Is he good?)
Name: Rigel Keifer
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi
Looks: Hardcore tries to look like a greaser, has deep brown eyes
Outfit: Wears ripped jeans and (See image above)
Personality: Acts kind of distant but really isn’t, he protects his own, loyalty for sure is one of his best values. Can be a bit cold-blooded at times. Develop more later(?)
Other: He’s really good at sleight of hand (suspiciously good) and is really good at sneaking around. Doesn’t necessarily mind when people use/wrong him, just as long as he gets something good out of it.
Belle frowned as she watched Meun. This had clearly hurt him badly, but, admittedly, she wasn't the best person to comfort someone. She would try her best, though, if only because he was part of their little team thing.
"Hey, it'll be okay. I'm sure you'll meet someone better than him," she assured him. "And in the meantime, you've got us, right?"
“My ex-boyfriend,” Meun muttered, his voice growing a bit quieter
August's gaze softened. "Do you want me to talk to him?" August asked, both of them knowing that "talking" would include quite a bit of violence.
(Yeah, he’s good)
“No thank you,” Meun mumbled. He still felt horrible though. This had been the third boyfriend he had in the past half year, each more abusive than the last
(Also… Should he already be part of the gang and just be a late arrival or join rn or….?)
August's legs grew tired and he opted to sit down instead of continuing to kneel. "I vote that whoever you date next gets a full-scale interview from us. We can rent an office building and everything."
"Yeah, I'm sure an interview with us would go real well," Belle chuckled.
(Late arrival would make sense)
“Oh lord, don’t do that. We might scare off anyone I ever try to date,” Meun said with a small laugh
Belle grinned. "Well, isn't that the point? If he can handle us, he should be pretty good, don't ya think?"
Riverpaw smiled and hummed in agreement, carefully wrapping the new bandages.
"Besides," August muttered, mostly to himself, "if any of them hurt you again I won't mind being arrested for murder."
"August, if you get arrested for murder, the rest of us will look suspicious," Belle pointed out. "And I don't know about everyone else, but I'd prefer to stay on this side of the bars. My father is on the other side, and I'd rather not meet him in there."
"Fine." August said. "I'd hire someone to do it."
Belle nodded slowly. "That sounds like a much better plan."
Riverpaw glanced up at Meun, holding the bandages in place. "Th-that's not too tight, i-is it?"
“No, it’s fine,” Meun assured her. “Thank you, I’m sorry for bothering you all with this.”
August smiled. "You're not bothering us."
"What he said," Belle agreed, jabbing a thumb in August's direction.
"What they said." Riverpaw nodded her head in their direction. "Okay..done! I-is that good?"
Meun smiled a bit at that. “Thanks,” he mumbled
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