Assasins Lurk Everywhere (Small Group, 4 people | Stalkers get free knives!)

Devon waved her suggestion off, "I just…" he muttered, before promptly sitting down, his legs giving out under him.
June appeared across the room, rolling her eyes , "you can't avoid your need to survive". she watched her twin.

Bane forced them to let go of his face. "Killing someone close to me takes a toll. I think you would understand, mon ami." He sneered. He stood up and went over the Devon, sitting next to him. "Are you alright? You look unwell. Are you trying to split yourself in two?" He grabbed Devon's hand, trying to give comfort to him. "You can't avoid yourself. It never works. I've tried, but I always return to my instincts."

Devon flinched when Bane took his hand, he didn't want to face the truth, he did this every time. Unlike June, he couldn't live off of negative energy, and he choose not to live off any energy, instead he basically had to kill to stay alive, which he hated, he prefered the life of pacifism.

Bane said in a low whisper to Devon. "You can't live like this, and you know that. I've noticed how you stay away from everyone, swallowing your own urges. For you, it's not healthy. Taking the lives of animals is easier and keeps the notion from murdering your own mind. That's the only compromise you can make. None of us want you to die."

Bane leaned his head against the wall. "I notice how you look at Naize. You like cute little animals. I know you probably won't take the life of anything in this world, but you need something to keep you alive. You can't just keep slowly killing yourself." He tried to make his words gentle. He didn't know much about what Devon was facing, but he wanted to help. Bane wanted to be helpful. He squeezed the boy's hand, then let go and got up, about ready to go do something else.

Devon sighed, he knew Bane was right, even if the hell hound didn't know what he was going through, he had a point. He was surprised that Bane noticed his like for cute things. Not even his sister noticed that. He needed to do something though he was feeling much to weak to stand, much less kill.

Devon allowed himself to be pulled, focusing on not drawing energy from the contact. He didn't want to do that.

Devon looked at the ground, not wanting to admit it. He moved away from Cavendish, nearly falling back down. June rolled her eyes, "you are going to die if you keep fighting it…well.. not die…but you won't like it" she chuckled.

Bane stood up, watching the other help Devon from afar. He smiled and took throwing knives off of his belt. He was going to see how far he could throw them. He threw all the knives he had quickly in 45 seconds. They stuck to the wall, and he got bored. He went to pull them all his knives out of the wall and put them back on his belt. He shadow travel to the others, appearing in their location, the shadows wafting off of him. "How's it going? It doesn't seem well. If fact, the kid seems sicker then he was."

June appeared beside Devon, grabbing his arm forcefully. "come on." she pulled him, he stumbled towards her, unable to fight back, he glared.

Bane grabbed Naize's arm. "Leave it. Yelling at her will do nothing. Someone had to teach me that, so now I will teach you." He let go of her before he got a punch to the face. That would be the last thing he would want. He didn't like it when someone attacked him for no reason. It sparked his anger.

Devon looked at them, his eyes showing how much he did not want to go with her. June pulled him away from them, heading to the shadows with the intent of taking him away.

Bane closed his eyes, gritting his teeth. The sent of death floated all around him. This was common for a hellhound. They were death dogs. They could sense when death took place. They could sense when it was or who it was. They could sense if you were going to die or were dying. He took a deep breath, "June. Let your brother go. Now. He can make his own choices." He used his command ability. This ability made anyone he used it on do what he said; bend to his will. He hated using that ability and never wanted to use it again. The cold shadows lingered around him, feeling icy against his skin.

June released her brother, causing him to fall suddenly. "fine" she disappeared into the shadows.

Bane's ear twitched in annoyance. He never did like her, no matter how hard he tried. She was rouge, worse than himself. Bane helped Devon up, looking him up and down. "Are you alright?" He inquired. "What do you need to get your strength back?"

Devon closed his eyes, muttering sorry as he took some energy from Bane, just enough to be able to stand up without passing out.

"It's alright. Take as much as you need. I'm quite full of the stuff. Maybe it will help wear me out." Bane giggled a bit at his own stupidity. He was indeed full of energy, a lot more than the average human would be anyway. Even after all of the events of the day, he didn't seem to wear. He only took a nap because it was warm. Bane could stay for hours and didn't even have to sleep. Bane, if you wanted to, could be compared to the powerhouse of the cell.

Devon shook his head, standing up. "I um…I'll be fine.." he muttered.

“It’s alright, Devon.” Bane finally learned his name. “I will be alright. You won’t last long on your feet without more. Remember my words from earlier? You need to act upon them.” Bane seemed to be a lot friendlier than the first they met. He’s been working on his anger issues.