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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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He chuckled softly at her snort, his smile broadening. His fingers gently ran up Enna’s arm, before gently brushing over the small wolf, and returning back up. He absentmindedly kept up this pattern as she thought about a name.

“Athena? Perfect... Little Athena.” The name fit well, he would have never gotten anywhere close to that name. He relaxed into the bed as he felt sleep forcing Enna down, draping his arm across them both. He wouldn’t sleep, not yet, not until the twins returned, he couldn’t risk being awoken from sleep to another attack. He studied the wall with a blank face, waiting for something else to happen.

@Arista
Adrienne’s fingers moved swiftly, betraying the experience she has had with this, pieces of blood soaked gauze landing on the floor next to her. She looked up from her work, looking at the female that had quite unceremoniously thrown herself into her life. Her voice gentle, she began to speak,” hey, I know this hurts, but try to take as slow and as deep breaths as you can alright?”

As the gash became visible, she brought her eyebrows together, planning out her next steps. She turned back to the bag, absentmindly wiping her hands off on the jeans on her body. The hospital was what she needed, she needed stitches, and to check for any internal injuries. She grabbed a packet of butterfly sutures, and was reaching to grab more items, when the female asked a question. Her eyebrows raised sharply,” what? Ink? What are you...” She turned back, mystified now at the new substance she stopped speaking. She reached out, touching the ink-like substance. A shudder when down her body, images flashing before her brain briefly before fading, mouth opening and closing briefly. Her voice tense, she spoke,”I have no clue what that is. My name is Adrienne.” She swallowed hard, moving back to what she knew. Control the bleeding. She wiped off her fingers again, grabbing the butterfly sutures.

“As a warning, this isn’t going to feel great, but it will slow the bleeding more. What is your dogs name? Mine is Leo.” She needed to keep her awake, the best as was possible. Hypovolemic shock was something to be concerned about, loose much more and death was possible. She fingers moved deftly, sticking one side of the suture onto her skin before pulling down, closing the gash the best that she could, and sticking the other side to her skin. She continued this process, the two sides nearly touching as she worked her way, moving onto the shoulder laceration. Forcing the presence of the inky substance out of her mind, and focusing on what she could control.

@Arista
Adrian shook his head at the small pup, a small smile visible on his face. His attempt to let the pup sleep while moving the plate had not worked, and the pup had returned to waking up En. While they spoke he turned his head, looking slowly around the room. Over the course of this year, his world had changed so drastically. He never expected to find himself in this situation, with people that he cared deeply for, on the run from the headmaster of his school.

Hearing Enna’s voice, he turned his head back to her, frowning slightly at her statement. The poor pup didn’t know her own name? It flabbergasted him that anyone could be so intentionally cruel. He did his best to keep people safe from harm. He looked at Jason and James as they began to leave, offering a quick,” be safe guys”, as they walked out the door.

He looked at the now sleeping pup, letting out a small sigh he gently pet her fur, before looking at Enna. He spoke again, his voice low and quiet” They are right, you need your rest. Another thing we can do, is we shouldn’t leave her any longer without a name. I’m not great at names though, when I was much younger I had a goldfish that was gold in color and I named him goldy. I got another that was silver in color, and I named that one shiny. So my suggestions might end up really dumb.”

@Arista
Adrian narrowed his eyes at the large amount of people surrounding him. All seemed to be asking questions at the same time. "W-well crowding a-around me isn't h-helping!" He inhaled through his nose, focusing on the girl that seemed content in trying to force him to apologize for what he did. "Y-you expect a truthful apology... B-by telling me. Like the o-other boy said, t-that's not how that w-works."

His next focus was the boy that tried to punch him, who he just chose to ignore. He didn't find him worth the trouble of giving any heed to. However, one that did, was the girl he had focused his anger on. Which, was fading slightly, but still elevated. But the more his anger would fade, the greater the amount of dread and fear would be. The girl seemed to have gained her glasses, and so was now able to see him. However, the fact that she seemed to know him, threw him off. He didn't recall telling her his name.

"H-how do you my n-name..." He seemed confused as he looked at her, trying to figure out what she was talking about. However, the possibility of her being able to rid himself of the belt for something better was promising. If only she could control the mental issue as well. He grumbled," I-If only you could rid the reason of my overreactions... B-but that still sounds like something I'd be interested in..."
Adrian watched the fist come towards his face, too lethargic to be able to do much of anything to prevent it from hitting him. He braced for impact, only to feel nothing. He gazed at the figure the crouched in front of him, turning his head to the person that had placed hands on his back. Watching he briefly, he then jerked away from the hands on his back. "I-I'm fine..." Turning his head back to the guy, he pulled his lips back over his teeth. He attempted to snap, though slightly put off of his chattered teeth," n-n-nothing that concerns y-you."

He shivered still, pushing himself back slowly into his heels. He slowly tried to stand, grunting and trying to use the wall to assist. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes. He shivered again glancing down at this belt. He growled," I-if this s-s-stupid belt could t-turn off that'd be g-great." Another round of shivers went through him, and he let out a hard breath, staying against the wall.
A small smile formed on his face as she twisted to be tucked under his chin. He had lifted his arm briefly as she moved before resting it back down gently. His fingers lightly brushed against her, before he closed his eyes. He might as well try to get a small amount of sleep. Before too long he had drifted off, but his sleep was light, anything could wake him.

Including a moving pup. His eyes opened slightly, looking at the twins as one mentioned the pups wakefulness. He moved his head slightly, looking at the pup. He didn't dare move too much, he didn't want to risk En waking up by him moving. His eyes watched the young pup with her food, a small smile forming at the vigor of the pup to practically inhale the food offered to her. He was slightly startled at the chuff that came from Enna, not expecting the sound, having thought she was asleep. But it didn't surprise him too much for her to have awoken. He placed a soft kiss once again on her head, watching the pup.

A small snort of humor left him, looking at the now asleep pup, laying in the food offered. Slowly and carefully sitting up, he attempted to move the plate out from underneath the sleeping body, not wanting to awaken her. @Arista
Let me go and ensure I understand what's happening in the roleplay and I'll write up a reply.
@Arista

There you go! Sorry about the wait!
Xavier looked at the poor girl, and quickly moved, lifting her into his arms. So what if he got her blood on him, he didn't overly care at this point in time, he was more worried about her health and safety. Shoving open the door, he was wildly greated by Leo about his owner. With a grunt, however, the dog quit the wildly running, beginning to understand that something slightly more serious was going on.

Walking inside, he quickly laid her down on a couch, snatching a blanket off of a chair and throwing it over her lower body. He said, his words fast," I'll be right back. I need some stuff." He sprinted off, clambering up the stairs into his room, grabbing a red bag from inside before nearly jumping down the stairs. Crouching beside her, he opened the bag, showing it to be full of medical supplies. He grabbed some supplies, before cutting away part of her shirt with trauma shears, doing his best however to leave her covered. Grabbing a towel, he tried to wipe away some of the blood, attempting to get an idea of what exactly he was dealing with. @Arista
Adrian snorted, his lips pulled back almost rather animalistic," Then get some damn glasses!" He just began the forward motion of swinging, as he felt arms wrap around his neck. His instantaneous reaction was, instead of trying to move, he changed the route of his arm and instead brought his elbow back with the intent of slamming into ribs. But the person was already gone, his elbow hitting empty air. His anger and aggravation only increased, the amount of activity almost causing him to become over sensitsied. Focusing back on his original target, he moved as if to attack, but an explosion of pain stopped that movement.

That specific pain, radiating throughout his entire lower region, brought him too his knees, a groan coming from him. His grip lessened and released quickly as he fell to his knees. He held onto himself, before looking up. His anger was once again magnified. With a yell of anger, he attempted to lunge back for the girl. Before the magic in his belt kicked up to the necessary level. Ice cold immediately shot through him, not fading. It seemed to almost freeze his forward movement.

Shivers raked through his body, his hand placed on the ground. Anger was still clear, in the way he held himself, but the temperature his belt put him under did enough to stop him. He lifted his head, his eyes focusing in on the girl. But the most he was able to get himself to move was a few inches before shivers once again raked through his body. In this short time, his body temperature had decreased to the point of being safe for others, even feeling now cool to the touch.

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