Luciel frowned a bit. "They're
grey-ish pink... That's not normal..." he said, giving your hands a
small squeeze. "It's gonna be alright. We'll help you if we can."
He said softly. "KID, what do you think?" He asked.
*KID nodded*
KID:we’ll help you as much as we can... hmm... Glich can you even
stand up?
Glich:i don’t know, the pain hurts badly... I dunno if I can even
stand with help...
KID:You can try.. can you?
Glich:Lemme just- *you tried to get up.. you stood but you began to
wobble*
"Let me help..." He said,
letting you lean against him as much as you needed to to stay
upright. "Helping is the least I can do, since I'm technically the
cause of all this." he said.
*Glich still wobbled a bit, they couldn’t feel their legs that
much*
Glich:t-thanks... it doesn’t seem like my legs would support my
body at the moment...
"Ah... Well... I wouldn't be
opposed to carrying you if you need to go anywhere." Luciel said
with a small supportive smile. "Is there anything you need? I'm
sure it won't be too much for KID or I to go get you
something."
I'm so not used to playing a caring
character... It feels like he's flirting but I know he's
not...
Glich: it’s probably best....if.... I lay..... on.....
the...couch......
*Glich started to doze off all of a sudden*
KID:.. even with all that sleeping, you’re still sleepy? *sigh*
alright then....
Luciel gave a soft smile,
letting her sleep. "Well... What should we do?" he asked KID,
unsure of what steps to take next. He leaned against the wall, not
really having anything to do now.
KID:... I’ll watch on Glich... the journal did say to not leave
them alone for long... maybe you should go find that cat... they
aren’t in the living room..
*you hear small foot steps near the stairs*
KID:... mm..
Luciel headed to the kitchen
and when he didn't find it there he checked his room. "Oh, there
you are..." He said bluntly. He knelt down next to it and watched
it eat. "Is it good?" he asked.
He smiled softly. "Alright,
well you need to come with me for a little bit." he said, picking
the Skitmin up and setting it on his shoulder and heading back into
the living room. "Found it." He said.
*KID looks back at the two*
KID:... that small thing did this? .... wow...
*Glich tries to open their eyes again but closed it quickly*
Glich:... it still hurts when I try opening them... and sleeping
isn’t helping it..
"Yeah. When I got in a fight
with it, the had all but singed it's flower off. Bit it still
lived. And with a fighting spirit at that." He said, remembering
how cruel he was to the poor thing.
"Perhaps you need sunglasses? I have a friend who deals with
light-sensitivity quite often." He suggested to
Glich.
Glich:Nah... it’s just that pain keeps forcing me to close it... it
should wear off soon... I hope-grk!
KID:a small cat that holds quite a blast... I’ll believe it when I
see it-
*the skitmin charged a beam attack but then got shocked by the
collar, forcing it to stop*
KID:... ok... I’m somewhat convinced....
He leaned against the wall, not
really having anything to do now that he had found the Skitmin.
"Hey... Take it easy. Not everything needs to be met with violence
little one." He said, giving the skitmin soft pats and a scratch
behind the ear. "I hope it gets better soon." He added, addressing
Glich now. "It hurts to see you in so much pain." 'Even if part
of me enjoys it. ... No. I shouldn't be thinking like that...'
He thought, a small frown forming on his face.
*Glich started to rub on their eyes*
Glich:it’s alright... not the first time someone enjoys watching me
in pain...
*you look at them trying to keep your eyes open before closing them
again. Their eyes are now just gray, no hint of color can be
seem*
Glich:and probably won’t be the last *you started to run your eyes
again*
He let out a small sigh. "I
keep forgetting that you can do that..." He said, his frown
deepening. "Truth be told it makes me a bit uncomfor-" He sniffed
the air. Then again to make sure. "S**t! The food's burning!" He
said, getting up and running into the kitchen where a pan of bacon
was filling the room with smoke. "Son of a-" He took the pan and
set the entire thing in the sink, turning on the water which hissed
and spat and created a large cloud of steam when it met the hot
grease in the pan. Then, he opened the windows to help air out the
smoke in the room.
He might like to cook, but that
doesn't mean he doesn't forget something.
Lmao
Glich:heh... sometimes you always forget something... whether it’s
big or small...
*you started to cough and wipe the black substance off of your
mouth*
Glich: gotta get use to this... it may be a while..