Dog sighed in minor relief as one of the women, Mercy she believed, entered in and attempted to keep the raven haired woman calm. It seemed to work, since the angry woman managed to be more concerned for the new arrival than daring another strike toward Cat. Next time, Dog may not be able to stop a blow from Cat. It hurt even if he just shook someone's hand. His hands were like iron traps and his fingers like steely claws. It be no doubt it be painful for anyone he snatched like that.
It was quite scary how such so little restraint can cause such strength. Even now she didn't know how he can hold so little hesitation within his movements.
As the boy was snatched from her arms, she sighed softly in relief as the two seemed to be retreating to safety, though slightly pouted at potential friends were scared off by her twin.
Cat watched as the new arrival stepped him, looking at him cautiously while also trying to calm Chris down and deter her from making another aggressive move against him. It seemed to have work, since now she was more interested in this new stranger and the sleeping boy rather than trying to hit h. How disappointing. His cold blue eyes watched them, seeming to barely even blink as they stared coldly at them before glancing toward blonde who questioned his reason.
"...Doubtful." The tall man's voice broke out like a cold whip, yet still calm and icy, almost haunting in this quiet tense attic.
His words were vague in meaning since he said no more than that, but he had doubts these people would truly give up supplies such as warmth. Especially to someone they fear and probably wish deep in their hearts he would freeze to death. That and blankets isn't exactly what he needed by warmth.
Dog leaned closer and simply whispered, "It's complicated." she said before straightening again.
The black haired man watched them, the raven haired girl supporting the slightly stirring boy and was ready to leave. As the aggressive woman of the group glared a threatening glare, he simply gave the same calm expression before his lips curled in a smile. But it was not a smile of amusement, or happiness... But a sinister one. It was one would see a predator ready to rip the flesh of a living being and watch it scream in agony. As soon as it came though, it disappeared back to his regular neutral calm expression.
Seeing it was the end of a possible bloodbath, his cold gaze softened back to its neutral, calm and uninterested gaze. Yet his strong body was still tense, a few muscles even twitching . The craving was just getting stronger, and this possible opportunity only proved to be a tease. Dissatisfying... If Dog had not interrupted, this problem would have been solved for the time being.
It was hard to explain the blood lust, the craving to kill. The best he could describe it was like getting a mosquito bite under ones foot. By itself, it already crazily itched but the person inflicted knew it was bad to scratch. However, because it was under the foot, it was constantly scratched and made it only more itchy. Eventually driving one insane with the mere sensation.
As he looked at them, the craving only got worse, yet he knew he should resist the temptation. They have turned their back on the fight, resisting aggression. Leaving him with little excuse. Annoying. He supposed he would have to resolve this by his single solution for the past five years.
Seeming to now ignore the others, finding them uninteresting or simple didn't care, he reached into his coat and pulled out his pocket knife. Playing with it between his fingers before rolling up his right sleeve, his left hand holding the knife, perhaps noting that he was left handed. Hah, another sign of the devil according to superstition. The blade moved along his inner arm to make a small cut. His eyes watched as blood seeped out from the self made injury, slowly starting to trinkle along the appendage. Such a fascinating substance, that calmed him. Odd really. Still he moved his arm closer to his lips and started to lap up the thick liquid with his tongue. Running it along any straying strands of blood and along the injury.
Dog looked at her brother, giving a sigh, and yet held no surprising features upon her face. "You know I'm the one who has to bandage that up before you get infected or something . And stop licking at it you'll just get yourself sick." the smaller twin nagged, but her brother only ignored her as he continued licking before rolling his sleeve down and moving toward the boxes. Picking something up and walking to the window, opening it up before climbing outside.
He was too cramped just inside, so he simply sat outside the window, sitting on the tiny ledge of the roof.
Dog watched him with a sigh, knowing he was only going to ignore them her. "Fine, I'll be back later just stay there... And try not to go on a walk a bout. Freaks people out seeing a giant man climbing roofs or a sudden giant man landing in front of them. Your food is over there, it's not poisonous, the sweet little girl made it and it's delicious. I'm going to give them the map requested." Dog said with a grin, like nothing ever happened before humming as she walked out and headed down the steps. Seemingly back to her perky cheery self.
"Awe sorry for him, guess he was comfortable." Dog said with a smile, apologizing to the two ladies S well as to the sleeping boy.
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