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Posted on June 3, 2018 at 03:27:22 AM by Osiris
give up your heart, surrender, 'cause I am the hunter Well, this was certainly not how he had been planning to spend his day. An uneventful time gardening had somehow taken a sharp right into blood and sarcastic fathers. He was really trying hard not to just rail into the Original before him and tell him off about a few things. Not that Osiris was one to tell people off, but hello, a quick trip to visit every once in a blue moon would have been delightful. A trip that didn't include showing up stinking of blood and gasoline. He looks at Mallos and can tell that there in a telepathic arguement going on between him and his familiar. "At least she has some sense in her." Comes the muttered words underneath his breath as he casts a supportive look towards the cat. He can't help but get in a witty jab towards Mallos as he sits in agonizing pain and silence. He probably should be a little more polite and respectful towards the fairy, but he had a feeling that if the original wasn't currently sorting out a dying form he would be more appreciative of quick wit. Osiris spares him only the slightest glance as Mallos adds his own two cents to the conversation. He instead turns his gaze towards Sperantia and offers a mischevious grin. "You can never be too careful and at the moment he doesn't look especially awe-inspiring." He continues his work on the worst of the wounds, letting the magic from Mallos take care of the smaller ones. A brow raises slightly as the cat's words about smashing up a car. "Any particular reason why you wanted to trash the thing you favored? Need to blow off some steam?" His gaze is directed to Sper, but his words are cast to Mallos. He peers up at the fairy just in time to see him flexing his now healed arm, tossing his familar the bird. Osiris can't help the slight eye roll. "Sperantia, if you ever wanna change who you are bonded with, I wouldn't mind someone with a level head on their shoulders." "EXCUSE YOU, OSIRIS. YOU COULD NEVER GET RID OF ME, YOU JERK." Osiris gave a small laugh as he heard Neith yelling at him from her spot in the bedroom. "Yeah, come out here and tell me that, you big ball of fluff. Or is it still too scary? His attention is stolen from Neith as he feels Mallos shift from beneath his fingertips. He casts a gaze towards the man, eyes fighting the urge to roll all the way back into his head. "Welcome back to the world of the living. I think I liked it better when you weren't able to speak, though." He laughs at Mallos' attempt at a threat and shakes his head, vines waving with the movement. "I think I would look absolutely darling in a bottle. Who wouldn't want to keep me in their pocket at all times?" The grin he gives the fairy is mischevious in nature. "Your familiar has requested help, Mallos. Just accept some assistance so that you can get back to whoever you need to get back to. Besides, it's nice to get a chance to talk to the father you have never met, even if he is covered in blood and gasoline." He laughs before moving his hands over Mallos, placing his own healing magic into the ointment that he put upon him. | |
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