Tino eats as if he had been starved, which was true. He had rarely eaten as a child. He purrs softly at the affection before finishing his food. He smiles warmly and falls back, sighing happily. He looks over at Patch when she was explaining what he was allowed and not allowed to do. He nods in understanding. He smiles and hums a little. "Ok! I promise I won't!" It was simple enough.
“Awesome.” The the girl walked into the adjoining bathroom, humming. After shutting the door behind her, she found some shampoo in the closet and hopped in. As she washed, she began to sing, like she loved to do back when she was mortal.
… It's time for me to take it
I'm the boss right now
Not gonna fake it
Not when you go out
'Cause this is my game
And you better come to play
… I used to hold my self back
Now I'm letting go
I make my own choice
Yeah I run this show
So leave the lights on
No, you can't make me behave
… So you say I'm complicated
That I must be outta my mind
But you had me underrated
Rated, rated
… Ooh
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident (ooh)
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident (ooh)
She finished rinsed and pulled on her clothes. She started to comb out her hair.
Masky wandered through the halls, back from his mission. He had finished the paperwork and put it in Slendy’s office, so now he had some free time. He was strolling through the east corridors when he heard something coming from inside a door. Being the impolite ass he was, he opened the door and stuck his head in. It was the new girl “Patchwork” singing. Then he spotted the small new boy. “Hey kid.” He said, coming in and leaning against the door jamb. “She’s got a pretty good voice.” He tipped his masked face to the dark haired kid. “You know if she’s available? I think she’d be pretty cute as my girlfriend.”
Tino was happily sketching as he listened to her sing. He enjoyed her singing, it was very pretty. It made him smile, brighten up a little. He liked being with Patchwork. She made him feel safe in this crazy world. He smiles a little as he sketches a pretty dress, humming as he does so. He looks up when he hears someone enter. He squeaks, his obsidian orbs widening as his body gets into a defensive position. "Who are you?" He asks softly, staring at the masked figure. "I don't know. She and I have only known each other for a day…" He whispers, looking at the figure with unease. "You'd have to ask her."
Masky chuckles at the boy’s obvious discomfort. “Oh trust me… I will.” Then he slipped back out of the room and stalked down the hallway, plotting as he went.
Patch finished with her hair and skipped out into the bedroom. Then she noticed Tino’s defensive stance. She hurried over. “Is everything ok?” She asked, brushing his hair off of his forehead.
Asher, by now, had found his way to his room. He paced it, for no apparent reason. While he paced he hummed to an old fey song about trickery and deceit.
He whimpers softly, leaning into her protective grasp, her gently fingers. His eyes were still on the door, but now they were angry. "Th-there was a man, woman? I don't know what they were, they were a mask and I didn't want to assume a gender, but they came in without permission and starting asking questions about you and then he asked if you were single and I got scared. Please don't leave me alone Patch…" He whispers. He didn't like the thought of Patch finding someone to love and leave him alone in the dust, he had seen it way to many times.
Im now going to protect Tino with my life. he is too precious.//
(Right?! Everyone raise their right hand and repeat after me. “I shall protect Tino with ever inch of my being!”)
Patch wrapped her arms around him and started to stroke his hair. “I’m sorry that happened. I’m sorry he took advantage of me being in the shower. But I promise that I will never leave you.” Patchwork picked him up, ‘How is he so light?! It’s like he never ate anything!’ She thought, then she walked over to an overstuffed armchair, then sat down with him in her lap to continue cuddling with him as she thought. ‘Who exactly came in? I mean there’s tons of people here… but they wouldn’t just ask if I’m single because of my voice, so they’d have to have seen me…. wait.’ She turned to the dark haired boy in her arms, forehead furrowed. “Tino, what did the mask look like?”
(If you need to know what the mask looks like, it’s this: http://pm1.narvii.com/6760/4280b04cd372c883431dd194fc2c0cbadc436ed6v2_00.jpg)
That. Is. Terrifying.//
(Especially when the person wearing the mask is holding a knife, poised to stab you! 😊)
He holds onto the other, burying his head into her shoulder. He was indeed very light, since he rarely was fed when his parents had him. "Th-thank you." He whispers, snuggling into her lap. He sighs quietly, trying to hold back his tears. He had been so scared. He didn't like the thought of his only -what he thought- family to leave him. He looks up. "I-It was scary. It looked like black was surrounding the eyes, the lips were black as well and it looked emotionless. I didn't like it…" He whispers.
Patch thought about it, then realized that she had seen a mask like that only yesterday. It was the smoking guy. She tightened her hold on Tino and buried her face in his hair. She quietly growled curses. Then she sighed. “I promise that everything will be ok. I’ll talk to Slenderman about it when I see him again. In the meantime, try to relax. I’m not going anywhere.” Then she slowly started to sway. She began to sing softly.
“Wild wolf please.
Leave us be.
I know you’re prowling,
Out from the forest,
To come steal from me.
I know your pain,
Cubs hungry again,
But you won’t take mine from me.
Wild wolf please.
Why don’t you feed,
From the scraps that I leave.
I promise this.
If my child you kiss.
That’s the last thing you’ll do….”
Asher is still pacing, softly singing some words. These words are quite unlike his usual gibberish, though they are in a different language. "Consive nonmalrs fornta conama ollanacian somenbe." he softly sung, this song always reminds him of the home he was exiled from. Fae was wonderful, the fey always laughing. Everyone was happy, until he showed up. Because of course, you can't have a fey who can't control their insanity…
(And there is Asher's backstory..)
He listens to her sing, sniffling softly as he tries to calm down. He listens to her singing, yawning softly. He begins to relax and nuzzles into her warmth. He slowly began to fall asleep. He releases a sigh. "Thank you." He whispers. "Thank you… so much…" He mumbles, slowly falling asleep in her arms.
Patch slowly stopped swaying and then leaned back into the chair. She closed her eyes. Why did she feel so weak? She gave a start. ‘I FORGOT TO FINISH MY BLOOD!!’ She cursed silently. She couldn’t survive without drinking all of it. She knew it had all congealed by now. She gave a low groan. “Now I need to go get more… not gonna be fun.” But she couldn’t go to kill without leaving Tino… what was she supposed to do? She felt so exhausted already. The blood withdrawals came on quickly, damn it!
Tino looks up at her, his eyes filled with concern as he gazes at the other, biting his lip. He slowly sits up. "Are you okay, Patch?" He asks softly. He takes a breath and sits up. "You looks really weak." He whispers. His eyes are filled with concern as he sits up on her lap, his obsidian orbs gazing over her.
Patch smiled at him. “Yeah I’m f-“ She started coughing really hard, and she covered her mouth. When she finally stopped, she drew her hand away. It was covered in blood. She looked at it. “Crap.” She said before keeling over.
He holds her and looks around before gently tugging her up. "What do you need? Maybe I can get it?" He asks softly, holding her close. He was scared. He didn't like this. When he saw the blood he winced before hauling her up. "Patch, please tell me what you need!" He whispers, his voice trembling with fear.
Patch gasped for air. “I’m sorry Tino. The t-truth is, I need to drink blood to survive. A-and being the id-diot I am, I forgot to finish my flask.” She chuckled weakly. “Such an idiot.” Then she flopped her head over to look at him. “What I n-need is fresh blood. Even animal blood is better t-than nothing at this point.” Then her eyes rolled back into her head, and she passed out, murmuring, “I’m so so sorry Tino…” a couple tears ran down her face. She couldn’t lose him. Not yet.
(I love this freakin forum! It just gets better and better.)
Asher grew bored of pacing and decided to hunt… or some shit. He jumped out of his window, heading into the forest. He softly sung the song he had been singing for about an hour, leaping over branches and rocks.
Yes.//
His eyes grow with concern as he listens to her story. He looks down at his hand before looking at her. He takes a small breath before grabbing her hands. "It's okay. It's okay Patch." He whispers. He hesitates before biting into his hand, breaking the flesh. He places his hand to her lips. His blood was sweet, thick and easily flowed from his small being. He actually had a disease where his body produced to much blood.