Welcome to Altir City! (Closed)

(Time for more of the incredibly hated Corru)
Aaron silently wondered if he even should have come to ask. The fae had no reason to trust him, nor listen, and Corru wouldn't be the nicest with more people around. Meanwhile Corru in the table area wasn't sure why and slightly annoyed Nykidia and now the siren were talking to him when he tried to sit away from the group. He didn't even know how much Aaron wanted them to know, not that he cared much. If Aaron didn't want to be questioned he could just leave.
"It's like I said last night. Aaron wouldn't be alive without me, as in he would still be dead. He's a lot more clueless than I am on some things, and I could easily find someone else looking for a second chance-" He stopped, realizing that wasn't the best wording. "What I'm trying to say is I'm helping him when I don't have to. Our souls are linked, which keeps Aaron alive, but because of the magic we have either of us can break the link at any time. If he would just listen neither of us would need it." The ginger's voice became a growl at the end, his facade faltering to show annoyance. Aaron made things so difficult, at times like this it almost seemed like it'd be easier to just find someone else to follow the plan. Yet he grinned again, giving the simplest sum he could of how the link worked. "Anyways… I can take control sometimes and we can both use what ever type of magic the other has, but he has to be careful in managing his magic and I can't go too far away from him without restrictions to what I'm able to do."

Nykidia froze at these words. She hadn't seen Corru do much since Night had been in control. She stood there frozen, trying to prosses what he just said. "The way you said that made if sound like you think Aaron is indebted to you." She said slowly. Night noticed Nykidia freezing and worked her way towards.

(Corru better choose his next words wisely~!)

Aaron was slow to react, processing the fact Lunos said he was leaving, before speaking again. "You weren't intruding. I was asking if you wanted to come eat." He paused, trying to think of the right words, "If staying when you were invited to come intruding I should have left a while ago." He looked at Lunos with green eyes that seemed to show he was thinking, his gaze trailing to the hand the fae used to push himself up. Curiosity and surprise sparked at seeing the cracks, not remembering many creatures that cracked rather than get cuts, and he stopped Lunos. "What happened to your hand, is it permanent or healable?" Realizing he wouldn't want to be questioned Aaron pulled away, not sure if the fae would be upset but his silence still a pause to let the question be answered or ignored.
Corru shifted his orange gaze to Nysaxiope, wondering why they had so many questions all of a sudden. "I already said why. The link keeps him alive, plus it let's me appear as a spirit and interact as much as my abilities allow me to. Without a link I don't think anyone would be alive after a cliff breaks under them." Noticing the last bit may have been a bit too much information he looked to Nykidia, answering her to change the topic. "I didn't say he's in debt to me, did I? I said I'm helping him when I don't have to. Besides, he can break the link at any time and he wouldn't need it if he would listen for once and stop stalling." He couldn't help but let a bit of anger bleed into his otherwise calm sounding tone. He wanted this conversation to be over, especially now that he noticed Night coming over. He didn't want to deal with her right now.

Kirdairn couldn't stand it anymore. His brother heads were still asleep, and he still felt ill and his hatred for being confined to this place was starting to show. The male stood up, his dull red eyes seemed to try and spark to life, but there was nothing. His forked tongue flicked out, testing the air. Kirdairn's lips twitched, fangs poking through. He stumbled a bit, but regained his balance. Now, to find a way out of this damn place.
The male's head shift slightly as he heard voices nearby. It was currently nothing to worry about, just fox boy with a fae. So long as neither made any sudden movements at him. Kirdairn returned his attention to the potential exits out of this building. He started forward, forked tongue flicking in and out now and then, finding and sorting scents to find the way out.

Aaron took a step back at the uncomfortable silence. It wasn't has place to make the fae stay, especially when he himself kept trying to leave. "I'm not really going to eat either, just talking. So if you change your mind…" He left the offer hanging. He didn't say anything else about the cracked hand, recognizing the vague reply was to avoid the topic. Family didn't always turn out the best, and most of the time you could do nothing against it. Aaron turned at the sound of stumbling footsteps, seeing the stubborn yet sick hydra trying to manage leaving on his own. "Do you really want to go out in the cold when you can barely walk? That's asking to freeze with you being sick and cold-blooded." He commented. If the hydra wanted to risk freezing the moment he was too sick to keep walking he could leave, but it was even dumber to do that without asking for directions or something else to keep warm
Corru let some annoyance show at Nysaxiope's comment. Everything else he said to answer her question and she decides to nit pick over that? "Clearly, but have you seen Aaron flying? Anyone as in anyone who can't fly, don't try correcting me on what should be obvious." He replied, his words a bit snappish. The siren was choosing sarcasm rather than realizing the actual information given, Aaron can't fly and couldn't have survived a fall from somewhere like that.

Kirdairn was just getting to the door when a voice caused him to pause. The male seemed to give an irritable huff, slowly turning to face the other. Now in the light, the jagged scar across the left of his face was clearly seen. Kirdairn's lips twitched, fangs poking through, releasing a barely audible hiss. His dull red eyes seemed to spark again.
"I can walk just fine…freezing, that's what a damn jacket is for, not all of us are fortunate enough to have 'fur'."
The sarcasm practically dripped from his voice. The hydra may not have had fur, but scales had their own purposes. Their own made for withstanding humid swamps, and the waters running through swamplands. A dark, dank cave filled with a hoard of gathered treasures…
At the thoughts of home, Kirdairn's usual tense and agitated appearance slumped. He released an audible sigh, reaching back with a hand, rubbing the back of his head.
"What the fuck ever…just point me the hell out of this hole…need to go back home and make sure a friend is ok…alright?"

(It’s fine, I’m sorry I haven’t posted a reply yet! I’ve been a bit busy as well as giving time so no one is left behind in the RP.)

(Thanks for understanding! Just bumping this for now so it's not buried.)

Night grabbed Nykidia and lead her into the kitchen. She didn't want Nykidia near Corru anymore. She hated Corru with burning passion right now. If he was human she would of killed him, but he's already dead. So now she has to deal with a rude ghost who was tied to a person the Nykidia liked. Needless to say, life was great.

Aaron felt his temper flare slightly at the sarcasm in the hydra's reply, the tone not helping the fact he already disliked the hydra. Eurn suddenly coming in was just enough to make Aaron pause and see Kirdiarn's posture slump as he started talking again. Aaron didn't snap as Kirdairn reluctantly asked for directions. Relaxing he realized the hydra was just rushing to check on someone, it was the same thing he'd do if he had somewhere to head back to. As Eurn started talking as he handed food to Kirdiarn, though he got the name wrong, Aaron looked at Lunos. "I don't think I introduced myself either with everything last night… I'm Aaron." He replied. He looked towards the dining area, realizing he'd have to ask Nykidia or Nysaxiope for help.
"Stay here or follow me if you want to talk with someone, or I guess leave if you want if you know where you're headed. I have to ask Nysaxiope or Nykidia if they can help Kirdiarn." Aaron didn't know how to get around the city, so he had to go to one of them since they lived here to get directions for the hydra. Walking off he paused in the doorway between the kitchen and dining area, cutting off what was a request for directions, and tilted his head noticing Nykidia and Night were in the kitchen while Nysaxiope was with Corru as he looked between the groups. "What did I miss?" He questioned, not asking any of them specifically. Corru didn't answer, seemingly waiting to see if Nysaxiope replied to whatever was said before he came in.

A slight frown appeared on Aaron's face as he pieced together the group still wasn't getting along with Corru as the ginger scowled at the siren for telling him to loosen up. As Corru looked away Aaron took a moment to realize Nysaxiope was talking to him now. "Uh, I think. I mean, I just went out there to talk to them." If he remembered correctly everyone was awake, "Kirdiarn needs directions though, he has to go check on someone and I don't know the city. Maybe Lunos will too but I'm not sure." It had sounded like Lunos might stay, but before he could think on it much he remembered Nykidia and Night. He didn't know what could have been said to make them leave the room, generally Corru didn't say anything too harsh unless he was particularly angry. "Before one of you guys help Kirdiarn… I see you guys aren't getting along, but why are Nykidia and Night in the kitchen?"

(This post is just to keep this from being buried over the weekend. Don't want someone trying to post only to be unable to find the RP.)

Kirdairn nearly snapped as Eurn came out of nowhere. His lips instantly curled up to show his fangs. The hydra was getting ready to snarl something, but was cut short as he turned his head, coughing. His red eyes barely held a hint of his usual agitated demeanor. The male simply pushed the plate back to the naga, his voice a low growl.
"Wrong person idiot. Faraneer is still being a lazy ass and asleep."
His eyes shifted back to Aaron. Kirdairn gave a nod, followed by a huff. His feet then carried him through the hall, then towards the door. It was here, the hydra stopped. He turned, leaning his back against the wall. Kirdairn leaned his head back, staring blankly at the ceiling. He felt as if his eyelids were growing heavy, slowly closing, but then forcing them open again.
"Damn't Faraneer," he growled softly under his breath, "Get up already."
Though his words fell on silence. Both Faraneer and Mylnorr were dead asleep. Least Mylnorr had an excuse, being sick just like Kirdairn. Here Kirdairn thought he had the worst of it.

Aaron paused, nodding in acknowledgement to Nysaxiope. He looked to Corru wanting to say something only to see the ghost wasn't by the wall anymore, jumping as the ginger reappeared besides him. "Those two read between the lines too much, trying to find meaning behind words where there was nothing to find. I wouldn't say anything to get them angry, they're both a pain already without doing that." Corru defended, his voice an unhappy huff. Aaron sighed, believing Corru, knowing the ginger was difficult. "Alright, just please… Try to tolerate them, just a bit?" Aaron asked, getting a grudging mumble of agreement from Corru. Aaron wasn't going to listen to him if he didn't get his way sometimes, and might as well rest before he asked they leave again.
Aaron wondered if Eurn was still in the backroom with Lunos, but remembered to focus on trying to help the hydra. "Kirdiarn? Why don't you come to the kitchen with me? Nykidia and Night are going to have to help you. Corru will stay here so he doesn't upset them." Aaron called, the last bit directed at the ghost, before glancing at Nysaxiope and leaving for the kitchen. He just poked his head through the door, wanting to make sure he didn't surprise them or interrupt anything first.

Night had curled around Nykidia. Her wisp around Nykidia's waist, as usual, with her arms hanging over Nykidia shoulders. "I don't like him." Night grumbled to Nykidia. "I know." Nykidia said with a sigh. "But he's with Aaron and I can't just turn him away because he has a slightly annoying body partner. What if Ava turned me away because she didn't like you?" She asked Night. Night grumbled but didn't say anything else.

Staying quiet for a moment Aaron stepped fully into the kitchen, Corru staying in the dining room sitting against the wall again. He knew they didn't like Corru, but he hadn't thought that would even spark the idea of turning him away. Snapping out of his thoughts as Nysaxiope asked a question from the dining room he paused before looking to Nykidia. "I'll probably go…. Though Kirdairn needs directions and Nysaxiope said you'd have to help him." He told the red head. He crossed his arms loosely as he talked, starting to feel uncomfortable thinking he wasn't completely welcome now that Corru was here. He looked over at Eurn as the naga asked about Nysaxiope's parents, yet he kept his mouth shut and simply observed to see what response the siren gave. He didn't want to join a conversation about something he already understood. Experiences with others don't always turn out the best, and family doesn't have any exceptions to that fact.

Nykidia jumped slightly when Aarons stepped into the room. "Oh! Hey Aaron!" She said turning to him. "What''s up?"