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[center][color=darkorange][h1]Xerxes Arvanitis[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Sky Lakes Medical Center.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Syleste Vos ([@Vicier]), Gage Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Cassandra Arvanitis ([@Caits]), and any others in the room.[/sup][/color][/center]
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[color=darkorange]He was attacked before he even took a step inside of the room. A hot-headed, temperamental young boy stormed across the room to himself and Syleste, demanding answers - accusing him of hurting the young girl he loved like a daughter. Keeping a comforting hold on Syleste, Xerxes had very little body language to work with. Peering down at the young man from over the tops of his glasses would just have to do. Clearly, he was unimpressed. So much had happened that night - they were all scared; he got that. But that didn't mean that they couldn't act like the adults that they all desperately wanted to be treated as. And this one was acting like a little ankle-biting dog that needed constant supervision. This one must have been Gage.

Before he even had a chance to reply to the young man, to try and calm him down and ease his mind that Syleste would be just fine, he watched as his daughter instead put herself in the middle. For him. At first he was slightly annoyed - he was more than capable of handling the situation but then, taking a moment to think back to everything she, herself had gone through that night, only made that small amount of pride in his chest for her grow larger. It didn't matter if they were friends or not, what became clear to Xerxes then and there was that Cassandra would defend him against anyone, and though that could potentially lead into more dangerous situations than this, she did, in fact, come from him and he could expect nothing less.

"Easy, son. Your girlfriend is going to be just fine." He felt Syleste shifting in his arms, reaching out for the boy in question and he let out a soft sigh. Normally, he wouldn't have had a problem with someone taking her for the time being. But she was poorly bandaged and one wrong move could easily bleed her out. It was too dangerous. "She's going to need some stitches. Immediately. Possibly some minor surgery after I've done some X-rays. But she requested coming to you first." He looked around the room. Zoe was due any minute. They really needed to get this little "meeting" over and done with soon. The longer Syleste remained unattended to, the worse her condition would get. His dark eyes glanced to the clock. Five minutes. If she wasn't there in five minutes, he'd take Syleste and go, no matter how important whatever Zoe wanted was. He wasn't about to make Syleste's life any worse than it already was.

"I will tend to her immediately once you're both satisfied that the other is okay. Don't be stupid, kid. Let me do my job. Let me help her."[/color]