Realistic or Modern The Blood {Restart, New Characters Welcome}

[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint whimpered. "But I made him leave. I made him... I must have failed him..." Paint couldn't wrap her mind around it any other way. That was how things made sense to her. She tried to stand, but her legs were far too injured. "Artemis... I can't walk." Paint whispered helplessly. Then Fenrir came back and Paint gasped, quickly looking at the ground submissively.


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[Quillicious]

"I'll carry you. Consider it part of my repayment for what I took from you. I'm sorry."


Fenrir bent down and gently slid his arms under her knees and around her upper back. He picked her up with ease, not engaging in eye contact with her. She was light enough that he could hold her with no problem for a while. For some reason, he seemed like he had put a barrier up in front of himself.


"Are we going yet?"


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[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint whimpered As she was picked up. "Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong. I was the one who failed. I made you leave." Paint murmured, clinging to Fenrir's shirt.


Then she remembered her backpack. Where was it? She carried it out of the grotto... Right? "My backpack!" Paint cried suddenly. She writhed in Fenrir's arms. "I need my backpack!"

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir held her securely. He shook his head and shifted her weight. It was probably better to drop the topic of people failing others.


"Paint, we can get it together. Let's take a walk around and see if we can find it. Just keep calm, I'm right here. I won't leave, okay? I'll stay with you as long as you want."


He started to walk around the outside perimeter of the ruined Grotto.


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[caramel]

Venus gratefully gave Friar her arm, wincing painfully as she lifted it. "I got to be warn you, it's sort of nasty". She bit her lip, wincing again at the taste of her tears mixing with Fenrir's blood. Ugh. Glancing up at Friar through her eyelashes, Venus would swoon mockingly. "Tell me, doc, is it bad ?".

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

"Erik says you'll leave the moment you have the chance." Paint mutters, looking around her for her bag. "He says that you don't really care about me... Is he lying?" Paint looked up at Fenrir with her eyes wide with question. She felt hot tears in her eyes again. She wondered if she would ever stop crying. She sure as hell was sick of it.

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir sighed and looked down at her. He smiled.


"No matter what, I'll always be here for you, Paint. You can count on me for the rest of our lives. Now, can you forgive me for kissing you? I didn't know it was first time."


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[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint smiled kindly and nodded. "I forgive you. It's okay." She meant it, too. The reality of it was not as bad as she thought. So what, her first kiss wasn't the best? Her second will be better.

 

[Quillicious]

"Great. Now, let's find your bag."


Fenrir adjusted her so she was riding piggyback on his back. It hurt so bad, but as long as Paint was okay, he'd be fine. He draped her arms around his shoulders and gripped the underside of her thighs to support her.


"See it-argh-anywhere?"


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[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint gasped as she was repositioned. His hand on her leg hurt like all hell. She looked around and spotted it near the burned entrance. "There!" She said, pointing. It was covered in ashes and was lightly burned, but mostly okay.

 

[Quillicious]

As she gasped, he stopped. He turned his head to look her over.


"What's wrong? Am I hurting you?"


He quickly moved back to carrying her bridal style and walked over to the bag. As he kneeled down, he waited for her to pick it up.


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[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint nodded. "Legs, legs are burnt." Paint whispered. He repositioned her and she sighed. As they got to the bag, Paint picked it up and searched through it. At the very bottom, she spotted the one picture she kept with her. She zipped it up. "Thank you, Fenrir." She whispered, kissing his cheek.

 

[Quillicious]

When Paint gave him a kiss on the cheek, he blushed and looked at her for a long time. His smile slowly faded and he leaned forward.


"I love you, Paint."


He rested his head in the crook of her neck and held her tightly.


"I love you like a sister, not in the other way. I'll make sure you stay safe like I'd protect my real family. But now you're my real family. I won't ever think of leaving you behind or hurting you."


@Quiet Is Violent

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

When Paint gave him a kiss on the cheek, he blushed and looked at her for a long time. His smile slowly faded and he leaned forward.
"I love you, Paint."


He rested his head in the crook of her neck and held her tightly.


"I love you like a sister, not in the other way. I'll make sure you stay safe like I'd protect my real family. But now you're my real family. I won't ever think of leaving you behind or hurting you."


@Quiet Is Violent

Paint's heart raced. "You won't ever leave. For any reason whatsoever. Not even to save my life. You'll always be there?" Paint asked urgently, clutching his shoulders. "Can you promise me that? Please?" Paint needed to hear those words. She needed the comfort of those words.

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir looked her straight in the eyes, his face solemn. He was ready to sack up and take on some responsibility. Paint needed someone, and he'd be there.


"I swear, Paint. I won't have to choose between your life and someone else's, though. When I'm protecting someone, when I'm with them forever, nothing will ever happen to them. Understand?"


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[Quiet Is Violent]

"I understand, Fenrir." Paint whispered. She curled into Fenrir and felt herself calming down. "I understand... I've just... I've lost everyone in my life. My parents, my twin, my long list of foster parents..." Paint went through her backpack.


She took out the photo she kept with her. She showed it to Fenrir. It looked like Paint was standing with a clone of herself, only the other was wearing a baseball cap, in front of a art gallery. Both of the girls were smiling happily, as if they had just been complimented. "That's Mary. She's the one wearing the hat." Paint explained. "She killed herself two years ago. She... she abandoned me... and I failed her... I failed her."

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir grinned. She really did look just like her.


"I'm sorry about that. Sounds horrible. You don't have to worry about losing me, though. I'm not going anywhere."


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[Quiet Is Violent]

Fenrir grinned. She really did look just like her.
"I'm sorry about that. Sounds horrible. You don't have to worry about losing me, though. I'm not going anywhere."


@Quiet Is Violent

Paint shook her head softly. "Okay, okay. As long as you promise. I trust you."

 

[Quillicious]

"I do. Now, what do you wanna do? We're gonna have to wait for Stallion to group everyone up."


Fenrir sat down and cradled her in his lap. He pulled the blanket tighter around her and sighed.


"You need some pants."


@Quiet Is Violent

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Paint made a small noise of comfort when they sat. She curled in on herself, so her knees were level with her chest. Her arms held the blanket tightly. "Pants... I could stop by my foster house and grab some..." Paint suggested drowsily.

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir shook his head.


"We need to stay here. If we leave, they might go, or someone else might find us here and cause trouble. Just use the blanket for now, we've had enough delays. Take a nap, you've had a long day."


Fenrir slightly moved her so she was facing forward and was sitting up. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her left shoulder.


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[soundoftheatm]

Artemis rolled her grey, light eyes as Fenrir spoke. She was angered easily and Artemis was not very keen on forgiveness. She watched as Stallion nodded, well she saw the first few seconds of his acceptance before she stomped off towards Venus and Friar. The raven watched as he examined her hand and winced, seeing the burnt and melted flesh, as he stitched it up and coated it with bandages and ointment Artemis coughed. "Tell me Friar, when we get to the lakehouse, can you come to my room? I need to talk to you." She then turned around again, the group did not need another delay. "Fenrir over there is right, should we carry on moving?" She asked Stallion who gave the signal with a slight nod.


She took Zeus' right hand, seeing as how in some ways she betrayed Zeus she needed to wash her mouth out with soap, she suddenly felt sick. "I am going to need a drink after all of this." She whispered, sighing quite heavily. Artemis despised alcohol but one beer could not hurt, right?

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[phattburger]

Zeus raised his eyebrow at Artemis' last statement. "I understand you are turning seventeen soon but we need our second in command to be sober if we want to kick asses." He then leant into the crook of her neck and whispered in her ear. "I hear it's what you always did best." A devilish smirk then appeared on his face and he stood up straight. Yes it was an innapropriate time to flirt but she was his girlfriend and since they were drowned in their duties, he rarely got to slend time with her. "Yeah, let's keep moving."

 

[soundoftheatm]

Artemis smiled and rolled her eyes playfully at Zeus but sokn replaced the grin with a frown as Stallion ordered for everyone to begin moving. "Yeah, I can kick plenty ass." She whispered back as she swung her bag over her shoulde. Suddenly, her waist travelled in the opposite direction, trying to avoid anymore pain. She winced, trying to hide the pain. She had to keep moving with the others, they did not need any more delays. With every step she took, she fell behind but she was determined to pick up the pace and walk in line with the many members who began to move forward, carrying all of their belongings and possessions.


'Family first.' Artemis thought, that was the one saying she believed in.

 

[Quillicious]

Fenrir carried Paint over to the others. He smirked at Artemis' comment on alcohol.


"Well, if you really want to, I've got a few beers in my bag, along with a full bottle of some strong whisky, shot glasses included. Say the word and I'll toss you one, just don't go too crazy. You've had some before, right?"


Fenrir pulled out an unmarked bottle from his bag, ice cold since it was in a small cooler, and held it by the neck in his mouth. The bottle cap flew off as he hit it with his pendant, but he caught it and shoved it in his pocket. With a long sip, he put it in the side pocket of his backpack.


"Alright. Lead the way, Pony."


He took notice of Artemis' struggle and put a hand on her shoulder. As they fell behind he set Paint down on her feet and another member helped her along.


"Lift up your shirt. I need to see how bad it is."


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