Corbin’s eyes were a tad wide as his mind was half concentrated on the burning money and half on how bad his hand stung. He had suffered much worse burns before, his mind replaying the explosion going off behind him, the sound of it. How it singed his back and sent him sprawling on the ground. “Bastard,” he spat, taking a few steps away.
Matrix grins, "It hurts doesnt it… That memory…" He drops the burning bag to the ground.
(Ya know wasnt this supposed to be a fluff rp?)
(Lmao they were supposed to bond and there would be fluff, yeah, but they just hate each other at the moment)
“What?” Corbin snapped. “You don’t know a single thing about any of that.” He shook his head to himself. He didn’t have to stand there and take that.
(Key words are 'at the moment' lol)
Matrix raises a brow, "Are you sure about that? I've been in many wars… All very different… And very much the same…" His eyes glint like the flames in his hand
(Haha, yeah)
“It doesn’t matter. You may know some things, but not anything about what I endured. I’m not having this conversation with you, Corbin spat. He turned, clicking his tongue for Orion to follow as he limped back towards his home. His breaths continued to falter, failing to bring air into his lungs as his heart pounded in his ears.
Matrix watches for a bit as the human disappears. He then looks down at the smoldering wreck of the bag. He crouches down and digs through the ash to bring out the coins and dollar bills. They didnt have one ash mark or blemish on them.
Corbin walked inside, Orion following right behind him. He went into his room, letting Orion in before shutting and locking the door. He sank down onto the floor next to his bed, his breaths practically sharp gasps now. Orion nudged his singed hand, and he really gasped that time. It didn’t hurt, but the memories brought back sure did. He remembered hearing yelling, a hand grabbing him by the shoulder and shaking him. It was one of the men in the group, who had been only scratched up. He was being told not to move, that his back was burnt and that there was a large piece of shrapnel sticking out of the back of his thigh. He couldn’t feel it then, as he was in shock, but he sure felt it later.
Matrix brushed off the rest of the ash from the money. He stands straight and pockets it, 'That stupid human." He hisses as he starts to walk back toward the town and the chaos at the bank.
He ducked swiftly under the police tape and trotted through the side of the building. About 15 people where every were. He curses in Latin and swiftly crawls through the debris from the vault door back to the depository.
Corbin wrapped his arms around himself as Orion nudged and licked at his arms and hands. He didn’t understand. How had he let that stupid demon get to him so terribly? He would.. He would just kill the bastard if he ever saw him again.
Matrix dropped the money and just strolled right on out. In plain sight of all the police and paramedics. They all just stare. Open mouthed and everything.
Corbin eventually forced himself up to a stand. His eyes stung lightly after tears had welled up in them. He limped out of his bedroom, walking to the basement door and gradually made his way down the stairs. He made it down after taking it slow, walking across the room to where his gun had been flung when Matrix first broke free.
Matrix pulled a hood over his head after he had cleared the police perimeter. He stuffs his hands in his pockets as he walks down the road back toward the human's house. He pauses outside of it, stares at the door but shakes his head, "No… Just keep walking…"
He forces himself to walk again toward the forest. He scales a large tree and hunkers down in it. His shadow from the moon(If it even is night) casting an odd shadow over the house.
Corbin cleaned up a tad in the basement before going back to the bottom of the stairs. His leg stung, and for a moment, he wished Matrix was there to help him up the stairs. He was unsure of why Matrix had always helped him with simple things such as that, but now that he was alone, he was slightly regretting taking that for granted.
(Here we go!)
Matrix leans his head back. He couldnt quite drift off to sleep. His pulsating heart shone slightly through his shirt.
Corbin sighed quietly, grabbing onto the railing as he heaved himself slowly up the stairs. After what felt like hours to him, he finally got to the top of the stairs, breathing heavily as he rested against her now shut door.
Matrix opens his glowing eyes and stares at the moon. He blinks once and looks down at the human's house. He knew the human was struggling but didnt move. He actually didnt want to die and so far he was doing a great job with that.
Corbin walked over to where his crutch was, grabbing it and using it to walk over to the fridge. He was starving, having almost forgotten about eating. He took out a few things, turning on the stove and waiting for it to heat up.
Matrix had gotten bored and was making shadow animals on the wall of the house from the moon. Turkey. Eagle. Snake. He had his tongue out, trying to make the shadow of a lion actually look like it. He was basically forcing his hands to become contortionist.
Corbin put a pan on the stove, then some chicken on the pan. He waited for it to be sizzling, before he flipped it over to cook the other side. It was too quiet, and he kept looking over his shoulder at the kitchen table, expecting to see Matrix there glaring at him or eating.
Matrix yawns and gives up with now trying to make a horse. (Which is possible but his hands and fingers aren't flexible lol) He rolls over to face the darkened forest but soon turns back to the house just in case.
(Lol, that still just sounds difficult to do)
Corbin continued cooking, getting other things ready as the chicken cooked. He ran a hand through his hair, humming quietly as he got out some vegetables and began to cut them up.
Matrix stood up on the branch and had started pacing. He jumps to the under side of the branch and paces up-side down. He was thinking over why the human was acting so weird. From his experience of humans it seemed the would always jump at the opportunity to have that much money all at once… But he didnt.
Corbin cut the rest of the vegetables up, taking out another pan and pouring the vegetables onto them. He put a few different seasonings on the vegetables and chicken, just to give it some more flavor.
Matrix crouches, upside down still and stares eerily at the wall of the house. He had a deadpanned stare and wasnt really paying attention.
After a few minutes longer, Corbin was finished with the food. He ran a hand through his hair, turning the stove off. He huffed as he began to put things on a plate to eat.