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

Osiris tilted his head. "Then maybe it's best I stay here." He looked sad, but no one could be sure what he was really feeling—or planning. "But if you come back with one injury." He started to growl. "Your sister is dead, officially." He gave Dev a hug. "Don't disappear for too long! I can stand when people disappear for too long." Osiris let go of Dev and patted him on the back. "See ya!"

Bane looked up at Lis. "It's okay—the ground is cozy. I think? I don't recommend studying the sky. It starts to look poisonous after a while. It looked like a grueling green with a white skull in the middle—almost like the color of arsenic." Bane tried to point to a cloud, but nothing was off about it. He was either delusional, or the sun's ray affected his eyes. The world may never know. When trying to point to the sky, his wrist was visible, and was dotted with little purple marks around where Cerberus' claws punctured his skin. "The sky is strange." Bane ended his little spiel.

Devon nodded, "alright, I won't be to long…. I hope" he muttered before disappearing in a black poof.

(alright I am out for today, homework, housework, and a bf who I am going to kill for being a dumbass and not telling me whats wrong)

Bane titled his head and laughed. “Poison?? Why did you say poison? There’s nothing poisonous around here. Is there…?” He tried to look around. “Well, maybe belladonna, but that’s just a random plant in the forest.” He laughed. “I think I’m fine. Well, I don’t know if I am fine, but fine is subjective. Isn’t it.” Bane kept on rambling about the most random of things, but they were all mysteriously related to poison. “Did you know belladonna (Deadly nightshade) and aconitum (Wolfsbane) are natural poisons? They’re horrible and are purple. Watch out for them, Lis. Don’t want to get belladonna or aconitum poisoning.”

Bane tried to focus on his own wrist. To him, the purple marks were nothing but little splotches. He shrugged, “You used two little healing syringe thingies on me. I don’t think I can still be poisoned. Plus, I-“ he had a confused look on his face. “I don’t think he would poison his claws. That’s not part of dad’s style.” Bane looked past his wrist into Lis’ eyes. “Plus, wouldn’t you have been poisoned too? Didn’t he dig his claws into you?”

Bane whimpered and settled into the ground. The ground felt cozy, but he'd rather be in Lis' arms. He tugged at Lis' arm, wanting affection. He closed his eyes from the brightness of the sun. "Then maybe he did have yucky stuff on his claws. I saw Osiris trying to get poison off his claws when talking with Devon. Maybe it wasn't an out-there idea…but the healing stuff?" Bane took a deep breath. "Does it remove toxins, or does it just heal broken parts of the body?" He opened his eyes and smiled at Lis. "Did I ever tell you how pretty you are? Because you're very pretty."

Bane frowned. "Why does dad hate me? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" He pawed at Lis' face. "He doesn't like the way I look. The way I act." He moved into Lis' lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I did what he wanted me to…it's not fair. I am his child—people shouldn’t hurt their children. He doesn't want me anymore. He just wants to kill me, so he doesn’t have to look at me or pretend I exist :(." His eyes were watery with forming tears. The thought and subject that his own dad hated him filled him with melancholy. He flinched when Lis stuck the syringe in his arm. "Thank you, Lis. You’re the only person who truly loves me, never stop. Don’t be like dad who lies about me being his pride and joy.” He looks up at her. “You are beautiful. I should tell you that more often."

A little while later, Devon came back, looking half dead. He appeared beside Osiris and sat on the ground. Well he fell but tried to make it look like he just sat down.

Osiris sat down next to Devon and held his hand out to him. "You look rough. What happened to you? Did she do something to you?." He grabbed Dev's hand and pulled him closer. "No, you ran out of energy, did you. Please. Don't waste anymore." He forced Dev to lay in his lap. "Rest. Sleep is important." Osiris stoked Dev's hair, playing with it was intertwining it in his fingers.

(I feel like Dev right now…like my character I mean)
Devon, feeling to out of it to pay attention to what Osiris was saying, blinked slowly and looked at him, "what-?" He furred his brows in confusion and rubbed his face.

Osiris kept rooting through Dev's hair. "Just rest. And stay quiet, save the rest of your strength." He readjusted Dev in his lap and looked in the sky. "Do you want to go inside to rest? I think it would be better than the harsh sun beating down on you." Osiris brushed Dev's cheek.

Devon sighed and grabbed one of Osiris's hands, he took some energy from Osiris, he still needed sleep, but he wasn't looking to die from not having enough life force. "Ill be fine…"

Osiris looked down at Dev and shook his head. He pursed his lips while looking at his dead eyes. "Mmmm, no. I don't think so. I don't think you've slept for a few weeks." He brushed his thumb over one of Dev's undereye circles. "Those circles are deep and dark. Sleep." Osiris commended and then held puppy eyes. "Please! For me.."

"what do I get out of it?" he shook his head, "I am a demon…mostly…. I don't need sleep…much…." he muttered closing his eyes.

Osiris thought about what a demon could get out of a little sleep. “You get my absolute love and affection. Like my cousin and the elf, except I’m clearly better.” He snickered while looking at the sappy love birds. “You say you don’t need much sleep, but yet, your speech is slurred, and your eyes are closed. I think you need some sleep right now. I can move you to a shaded area.” Osiris brushed Dev’s hair over and over again. “I won’t disappear.”

Devon started to fall asleep, fighting it and failing. "why would i get your love an attention for?"

Osiris shrugged, laying Dev on the ground. He poofed into his wolf form and cuddled close to the sleepy boy. He let out little barks, not knowing if Dev could understand hellhound dog speak. You clearly want my affection. I see how longing you look at everyone else. He barked quietly. What's the difference now? Osiris snuggled closer, generating the heat of a furnace.

Devon ended up snuggling against Osiris and falling asleep shortly, he hated sleeping, as almost all the time he had flashbacks.

Osiris laid his head and fell asleep on Dev's stomach. He made lil wolf noises and kicked his back leg from a riveting dream. After a while, he turned onto his back, all four limbs hanging in the air. He looked like a possum playing dead. In the end, Osiris ended up snuggling his head in the crook of Devon's arm.

Devon woke up shortly, only getting maybe an hour of sleep, shaking and breathing heavily as he looked around. He sighed when he saw Osiris and wrapped his arms around the hellhound.

Osiris snuggled closer, making little whimpers from dreams that were irrelevant to the day. In his sleep, he let out a little howl of pain. He flinched awake, blinking his eyes, and looked at Devon. He tilted his head, his big pointy ears flopping over a bit. Osiris' tail started to wag with happiness upon looking at Devon's face. Despite whether Devon might or might not like it, he gave him a doggie lick on his cheek.

"ew-" Devon smiled and wiped his face, "how did you sleep?" he petted Osiris, his weakness for soft cute things winning over his dislike for the dog lick.