Naizes bobcat form pranced over to the two
Assasins Lurk Everywhere (Small Group, 4 people | Stalkers get free knives!)
Ali nods. "Thank you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to head downstairs and check on some stuff."
She leaves, leaving Cavendish, June, Dev, Bane and Naize alone. Cavendish looks at June and Dev.
"Where were you two?"
Naize bat at their shoe laces ( me when I have no idea what to do with naize.. FUCKING CAT TIME BICTHES)
Naize purred and boops her nose
Cavendish looks bemused at Naize's antics, gently taking her from June.
"Don't say that." they murmur, stroking Naize's head.
Naize purred louder, an odd sound from a bobcat. Her shot tail going wild
Bane glared at June. “I could also throw you into a volcano, but not all of us have such an ill will.” His smile was not that of a welcoming one, but one with the warning ‘Watch what waters you tread in’.
Cavendish laughs. "I guess I should go free you then. . . see y'all later."
She steps outside, then whistles sharply. A phantom steed rushes out from the clouds, and they mount it, tearing off, Naize still in their arms.
Naize clung to cavendish, heights were not her thing.. She could barely handle being picked up, let alone damn near flying
Cavendish looks down to see Naize trembling. "Hey, we won't fall. Phantom won't allow it, and neither will I."
Naize tried to relax, her fur staying poofed
Bane smiled at the twins with a ‘don’t kill me smile’. “Soooo, where did you really run off to? Hell? That’s a fun place.” He let out a deep laugh, and started to fidget with a knife. He was extremely bored, but also had it out for protection. You can’t trust them all.
“Isn’t that a fun—family trip.” Bane spoke through his teeth. “Communicate with any spirits or raised the dead?” His remark was a snide one. He watched the twins with steady eyes, trying to read their emotions. June’s we’re clear— but her twins, not so much.
“Do you like bullying your brother? That seems a bit sick to me. Siblings are supposed to stick together.” He rose to his feet, stalking closer to June. “What are you really bitch?! What are your motives.” There was a rumble in his throat, almost like a throaty roar.
Cavendish quickly gets the transaction over with, haggling down the price quickly. They return to the safehouse, to find Bane being his usual aggressive self. They set Naize down, then grab Bane, pulling him into the next room.
"What are you doing?" they hiss.
Naize curled Into a corner of the room, enjoying the warmth of the heater
“WHAT AM I DOING!?” Bane yelled. “I'M CONFRONTING HER, THAT’S WHAT I'M DOING.” He’s breathing hard, his fists are clenched. “They’re doing something very suspicious, I guarantee it. Not the boy—the girl. Something about her is off, and I'm going to find out what.” He shoved Cavendish out of his way.
Cavendish shoves Bane against the wall.
"Think. Use your brain. If there's something off about her, don't confront her about it. Watch her. Observe. Think. And when you catch her doing something, then you can confront her." they snarl.
“Let me the hell go—” Bane said in a low snarl. “If you don’t, I will have to hurt you.” He doesn't think before he acts, never has. He’ll always jump into danger no matter the consequences. Bane strongly griped Cavendish’s wrist and started to twist it.
Naize flinched at the yelling, quickly running to stand in between devons legs. Hunkered down and wide eyes
Cavendish doesn't flinch, doesn't move, as their wrist is snapped. They bring a knee into Bane's crotch, sharply and with a considerable ammount of force.