Kaz groans as he sits up, taking his glasses off to rub at his eyes. His fingers come away speckled with black blood, his eyes still dark as he tried to convince the blackness to fade. He was still a little hopped up on adrenaline, and the throbbing headache he had from keeping Kaon back after so much usage of his powers was painful. He put his glasses back on, getting up and sitting down next to Vaughn. "I would like to say right now that this is Michael's fault," he said, pointing to his cousin who made a noise of offense
“I dont care,” Vaughn snapped in a low tone. “Why the hell didn’t you say anything, Kaz? You told me you were going to work. Do you run off like this every day? Go to wherever the hell that was and fight whoever the hell these people are? What the hell else do you do when I’m not around or when you go to work, huh?”
Kaz looked down at his hands in shame. "I always go where I tell you I am, Vaughn. I went to the tattoo parlor, and I was there for at least an hour and a half before Michael gave me a call. He said that he and Erik were in trouble, so I went to Argo and he sent me here because that's where I thought they were. And then I got caught by a bunch of angels I couldn't fight off. I'm sorry." Michael, who is laying on the ground, raises a hand into the air.
"He's right, it's not his fault. My dumb ass called his dumb ass, and here we are."
Vaughn let out a sharp, slow breath, rubbing at his stubble covered jaw in thought. “Alright, fine. I’m glad you’re okay,” he sighed, pressing a kiss to the side of Kaz’s head.
"You know I would never leave like that. I like my job, I like home, I like you. Trust me, I wouldn't ever want to see that arena again," Kaz mumbled. Liar, you dumb bastard. You liked it, liked using your power. Daddy would be proud, his mind hissed
“I know, I’m sorry. I just got scared, didn’t want to watch while you could have gotten hurt. I swear, I would have shot someone,” Vaughn said, giving Kaz’s hand a squeeze.
"I would have been fine, baby. We weren't going to hurt each other, just pretend to until we could escape. But then the weaboo over there," Kaz said, pointing a thumb in Orion's direction, "Hopped in, and we had to speed everything up. I would have been home by dinner time." Pluto rolled her eyes, tossing a small rock in Kaz's direction.
"Home by dinner? What are you, a middle-aged suburban housewife?" she scoffed, her Russian accent faint but noticeable. Michael chuckled at the comment, still laying on the ground lazily
(frick i'm back now)
Lata sat up after having practically been thrown onto the ground. She let out a small groan as she got up. Noticing Lucy coming closer, she gave a small smile to reassure her that she would be okay. The people who were gathered in the area around her however were all in different states of emotion. It seemed everyone from the original group was confused as to what was going on. Minus Orion anyways. The fighters plus the other half of the gay couple and kid all seemed a mix of relieved and stressed. Remembering how worn out Orion gets after using his abilities, Lata scoots closer to his sleeping body.
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Malachi embraced Vaughn as the older man protected him in his embrace. He looked concerned for how the man with cat ears had helped him. Maybe when he woke up he'd get a chance to say his thanks.
(going to bed and i won't be on much tomorrow but i'll try lol)
(casually waiting for Des and Ca1 lol)
(Des is here, Ca1 randomly pops in a few times a day)
(aaaa I would respond but I was the last one who went)
(Ah sorry I’m here, I totally forgot to respond)
Lucy nodded to Calla, giving a gentle smile. This was madness, were they going to be able to get home now? Orion was out cold, most likely from exhaustion, so what would happen now?
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Vaughn sighed softly and nodded slowly. “Yeah, hopefully,” he murmured before turning to Malachi, his grip loosening on the boy. “Are you okay, precious?” He soothed, running a hand through Malachi’s hair with a concerned look on his face. He tended to baby Malachi at times, but it was his son for Christsake, he didn’t want to mess anything up.
(I'm here now, Ori is still passed out)
Kaz chuckled softly at the nickname Vaughn liked to use for Malachi. He thought it was pretty adorable. He opened his mouth to say something, but a smack to the back of the head knocked him forward a little. "Ow, the hell man!" he huffed, rubbing at his head as he looked up at Argo. The demon pointed a finger angrily at him.
"I don't know what kind of stunt you thought your were pulling back there, but so help me god, if you leave me with your kid while you go doing something that might get you killed I will send your ass directly to purgatory, got it?" Argo said irritatedly
Malachi smiled up at Vaughn and nodded. He then turned towards Kaz and Argo. "I'm sorry for worrying you Uncle Argo…" he apologised quickly. He had just wanted to make sure everyone was okay.
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Lata placed a hand on Orion's head, hoping he would wake soon. She had respect for him in wanting to help, but it worried her that he was unconscious.
"It's okay, Malachi, uncle's not mad at you," Argo soothed, his disposition changing as quickly as if a switch had been flipped in his brain. "I am mad at your dad for not taking care of you better,* he said, glaring at Kaz again
(Lata would be in the corner like: ahaha you fucked up dude ahahaaaaa)
Malachi let out a quiet "oh" hearing Argo's tone towards Kaz. He was honestly trying his best with Vaughn. They were the best parents he could even ask for.
Orion woke slowly, leaning into the hand rubbing his ears, and letting out a mighty purr as he does so. With a yawn showing sharp canines, and a stretch to rival a god, he opens his eyes. "Oh! Hello everyone! My name is Oiron." After saying his piece he waits for the inevitable flood of questions.
Lata felt a wave of relief knowing that Orion was alright. It was all the better seeing him back to his chipper self too. Giving a small smile to him, she took her hand back and waited to see what would happen next.
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Noticing the cat man awaken, Malachi wiggled his way out of Vaughn's embrace and scrambled towards Orion. He beamed up at the stranger and gave his thanks. He may have not had a lot of time to, but he did take part in helping his dad.
(facepalm i have made a terrible mistake. i have spelled Orions name Oiron. i shall rethink my life.)
Ears twitching, Orion pulls off his hood, exposing the heavy scarring along his ears and where his ears used to be. "Hi, everyone. This is a dangerous place, but it was the only one that I had enough strength to take you to." Eyes bright, he seems to be expecting to be scolded for his actions.
"Better than that damn coliseum," Pluto mutters, wings twitching absently as she stands. "I suppose introductions are in order. I'll go first. Erik Westen, also known as Pluto. Last archangel, Molhaven's most wanted, blah blah blah."
As Pluto makes her statement, Orion's ears droop and his eyes grow sad. "Ah…You don't, remember me then? Nevermind, silly question. My name is Orion, and if possible, I am more wanted than Pluto."
"Michael Grey," Michael said, waving a foot in the air since he was still on the ground. "Also Balthazar, apparently." Kaz waved a hand absently.
"I'm Kaz. Also Kaon. Long story," he muttered as he leaned a little against Vaughn
Orion claps his hands together once. "Well then, we should probably begin working our way out of here." Turning, he watches the forest, and the shadowy figures that roam within, red eyes alight with barely contained fury.
(bumping this so it doesn't die)
