Typhoon1912
(BAG MILK IS FUCKED UP BRO)
(BAG MILK IS FUCKED UP BRO)
(HAHAHAHAHA IT IS THOUGH. BUT THAT'S JUST CAUSE WE'RE AMERICAN I GUESS.)
(Also everyone laugh at Jacks. Jk jk)
Lillian looked up to Bal as she finished wrapping him up, "I, I have no idea. It might be worth a shot though."
Bal was gone and back within 5 seconds but he returned with Ryan, holding him by the arm. "Aw, what the hell" Ryan looked panicked. "Why is this happening,"
"Can't you… heal people?" Bal gestured to Shaxx.
"Oh shit… Belle's gonna be happy about that," Ryan chuckled. "And no, I can old take pain away but then I feel the pain and he isn't worth it," Ryan wasn't a fan of Cooper.
(Also everyone laugh at Jacks. Jk jk)
(Nah I'm down, I'm laughing at her)
(You ever carrying your groceries and your hand hurts from the milk in the handle…)
(like… why is that like that… fix it)
(Okay :)
(Bag the milk)
(no… that's not right, just make the jug slightly larger and have a solid plastic handle… if they can do it for water gallon, they can for milk too)
Lillian snapped her head up when Bal returned with Ryan. She held back the urge to make a more… demonic sound and instead snarled at Ryan, "Really? You're still being fucking petty? If you can do something to help, help!"
(…Doesn't water jugs normally have water in the handle too? Or is my memory shit.)
"And what has he ever done to help me?" Ryan wasn't the selfless type the way Darren was. He didn't see what was in it for him, Cooper dying solved more problems than it created.
(Some do but there's this one brand that doesn't. They have a blue solid plastic handle)
"I don't know," Lillian half cried out. Her normal composure gone from being put into this situation. But she took a deep breath and attempted to put herself back together, at least enough to try and bargain with the thickhead, "but even then can't you see the benefits of doing this? You have kids right? Do you want to tell them you let someone die? You don't want to have been the one to save one of the demon princes and probably get, I don't fucking know, some time of debt from it? Isn't that how this fucking world works? Do a nice thing and now someone owes you?"
(Huh, don't think I've seen that one. Also liquid in the handle means less plastic required overall.)
"You have have a strange world view and don't bring my children into this, I'm not doing this for them, I'm doing it for Darren," Ryan joined Lillian at the demon's side. "He doesn't deserve to lose a brother… But… I can't save him, I can only bring him peace by taking his pain away,"
(Other materials can be used. Maybe we should get milk mans again and have reusable glassware)
(Mm yes. Glass bottles.)
Lillian didn't move, watching Ryan instead. She let out a sigh looking back at Shaxx, "I've had a fucked life okay? And, and that's enough I guess."
"You can save him, stop the bleeding and I'll stop the pain. Okay?" Ryan reassured her as he grabbed Shaxx's arm. Ryan's veins bulged and turned a deep black. It spread up his arm and into his chest. He screamed out in pain. "Make it quick please,"
"That is incredible," Shaxx opened his eyes, "I can't feel a thing,"
"I can!" Ryan protested
("Mm yes." She exclaims in such a way that insinuates she has a thing for glassware)
Lillian went to work as soon as Ryan did his thing. She had to get the wound closed, but there wasn't a whole lot she could do with what little she had, but she was trying her best putting pressure on the wound, "Great. Now Shaxx, is there anything to close the gaping hole in your chest around? Besides, uh, fire."
(You don't know my life. But no, it's more sounds of agreement. If I wanted to make it sexual I would have put three Ms.)
"I have a blade you could use with some wire to stitch it?" It was a long shot but they might be able to pull it off.
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