OnyxReaper
Mind Over Metal, Metal Over Flesh
Guyle Heston
A.K.A BullWhip
He was upon them in a second, there was no crack of gunfire, no explosion, just a boy, hurling himself from his bunk towards them, one arm outstretched and the other open-palmed by his side. One hand snaked under their arm gripped their waste, whilst the other lightly gripped their shoulder. It was Rakshi that Guyle laid his hands on, his grip was strong, solid, but not rough. He pulled the concussed... thing onto one of the lower bunks in an attempt to make him sit down. "You sit there. Got that? Lie down or something I'll get you some water. Get up and I'll put you back down, alright?" Guyle couldn't help but remember his father, or his mother, it didn't really matter. It wasn't uncommon for them to come home... somewhat intoxicated late on weekends, and although they weren't violent, they were just annoying. It was always his job to put them to bed.A.K.A BullWhip
He took a few steps back from the alien known as Rakshi. Narrowed, irritated eyes glancing quickly between both Serena and Rakshi. His next words came out sharp, like metal scraping along cobblestones. A question addressed to both of those that he glanced at. His volume wavered as he spoke, but it never rose to a shout, nor dropped to a meek whisper. "What sort of introduction was that?" his first words for Rakshi, the next would be for Serena. "And what the hell was that?"
His face softened a little as he looked at the three roomates he was slightly more accustomed too "Umm... Taylor is it? heard it through the door when I was in the bathroom, can you keep and eye on those two something?... I think it's best I go get a teacher.... The... odd one is proably concussed, I doubt it's too serious, but it's still assault and he needs to get his head checked"
Guyle's face kept soft as he turned towards the door "Apologies, I'm not a softspoken man"
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