@A5_ WICKED
Matrix jumps down from the branch. He walks over to the trunk of the car and grabs the rest of the bags. He starts back toward the house.
Matrix jumps down from the branch. He walks over to the trunk of the car and grabs the rest of the bags. He starts back toward the house.
Corbin was fidgeting with the keys when Orion gave a bark, and he looked over his shoulder. He spotted the demon, a brow arching when he saw it carrying the bags. “What are you doing?”
Matrix shrugs, "You need help with that?" He jerks his head at the door oveer the bags in his arms.
“I’m fine,” Corbin muttered, unlocking the door and opening it. He limped inside, using his crutch for support. He looked around at the mess in the kitchen, giving a sharp huff as he set the bags down on the kitchen table.
Matrix sets his bags down next to the humans. Without a word he retreats to the the basement.
Corbin looked over his shoulder to watch the demon leave, and he frowned. He began to put the groceries away before grabbing a broom as pan. He started to clean up the mess, his leg aching as he was doing so.
Matrix plops down on the floor of the basement. He crosses his legs and lays back on the ground
Corbin continued to clean, setting the broom aside and wiping the counters clean. Once he was finally done cleaning up the kitchen, he made his way down the hall and towards his bedroom.
Matrix sits up, his ears twitching at the footsteps but he doesnt move
Corbin shut the door and locked it, setting his crutch down before moving to the joint bathroom. He shut the bathroom door behind him, reaching over to turn on the shower water. He felt bloody and dirty, and needed to get clean.
Matrix shivered slightly and curled up where he lay on the floor
(Sorry that Im not writing much. I have no ideas lol)
(It’s fine. He could always go back upstairs and explore, there are other rooms)
Corbin got undressed before getting into the shower, taking off the bandages and allowing the water to run over his leg. He hissed with pain, but still allowed the water to clean it.
Matrix jerks up and stands. He pops his back and walks back up stairs. He jogs around the house, looking into every room, closet and bathroom. He comes to the human's room last but pauses, shaking his head, "Nevermind…" He turns and walks to the kitchen to see it had been cleaned.
Corbin washed his body off with a rag, next working on running shampoo through his hair. He sighed as he did so, the pain slowly beginning to lessen.
Matrix silently cursed himself for making a crippled clean for him. Sure he was demon but he wasnt an asshole.
After a few more minutes, Corbin felt satisfied and turned off the water. He grabbed a towel, drying his hair a bit before wrapping the towel around his waist. He gripped the sink as he stepped out of the shower, grunting with pain as he did so. He opened the bathroom door, limping into the bedroom. Once he was there, he laid out a set of clothes, but took a moment to sit on the edge of his bed and rest.
Matrix looks around the kitchen then walks out to the main room. He plops down on a chair and reclines in it. His muddy boots still on.
Corbin stood up and got dressed in a simple tshirt and pair of loose shorts for now. He opened up his bedroom door, walking out into the hall while still drying his now messy hair with a towel. He dropped it into a laundry basket, coming out into the main area a moment later. He looked over to see the demon, and he frowned heavily. With a sharp huff and a shake of his head, he limped over to the basement door, beginning to make his way slowly and carefully down the stairs.
Matrix watches the human try the stairs. Next thing he knew he was up out of the chair. He had grabbed the human by the arm and was slowly helping him down the stairs, "C'mon Grandma."
Corbin flinched again when the demon suddenly grabbed him, fully expecting to be shoved down the stairs again. “Don’t call me that,” he grumbled, letting the demon support a bit of his weight as he went down the stairs. Once he got to the bottom, he limped over it the first aid kit as blood began to drip down the back of his leg.
"Whatever, Granny. Do you need help with that?"
“I’m fine,” Corbin said, picking it up to take back upstairs. He limped back to the stairs, using the railing to help himself walk up the stairs.
Matrix puts his hands up on the human's back in case he falls backward. He snarls to himself, "You walk so slow…"
“I can’t help it, you asshole, I’m injured,” Corbin snapped, getting to the top of the stairs. He went and sat at the kitchen table, taking out fresh gauze and bandages.
Matrix leans on the wall to the kitchen. His eyes flash oddly in the light, "Is there anymore meat? Or food in general?"
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