Blood Handy

Cindy was staring at the dragon that was resting it' head in her lap. When Red asked about the spider, she was wanted to know too but Girahim had a point. "Red you need to rest."

The dragon moved a little as Girahim approached, raising it's head and looking at the male carefully.

"I don't know....but my tattoos are gone..." She shows her wrists were her tattoos used to be.
 
Red simply kept his mouth shut about whether or not he needed rest. He didn't want to argue with them, since they did have a point. But as he sat down next to Cindy, he kept his eyes on Ghirahim. "I'm not saying just this building. I mean whatever world you dragged us to. Clearly we're not in our own world, I don't recall any 'gorons' in our world and certainly no spiders as big as that. Plus, I can kind of sense just a bit more magic than where we came from. I'm not asking you to explain what this world is, but if you do know anything about it I just want to know if dog-sized spiders are a normal thing in this world." He tried not to move his head too much as he spoke, which was a little hard since he could get kind of gesticulate at times when he spoke.

Finally he turned his attention back to Cindy, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Somehow, I didn't notice you had any tattoos. Kind of strange that they'd just disappear... what were they?"
 
Ghirahim gave an annoyed sigh, giving a glare to Red. "I've no idea what you're talking about. As far as I know we're all on the same world. Different places have different predators in them. For example some places have tigers and others have wolves. If you want to know about this place why don't you ask the people who--I don't know--LIVE HERE?"

Ghirahim glanced down to Cindy's arm. "You think it'll ever go back to being a tattoo? Or now that it's free it plans to stay that way. . ." He knelt down, reaching out slowly to try and pet it.
 
Cindy nods a little. "I had a dragon and a Phoenix tattoo. Dragon on my left wrist and the Phoenix on my right." She watches the creature as Girahim moved to try and pet it. It seemed to huff slightly before baring it's fangs and laying it's head back on Cindy's lap.

Cindy shakes her head a little. "We need to get back home." She looks to Girahim. "Can you get us back home."
 
He looked down to the dragon, then gently shook his head. "The venom must be getting to me. I'm being completely delusional." He laid back on the bed, laying his hand over his head again as another wave of dizziness hit him. After a minute he looked back to Ghirahim. "Are you sure you don't have some kind of anti-venom in that potion arsenal of yours?"
 
Ghirahim frowned at the dragon, popping his knuckles as he withdrew his hand grumpily. "I can now that I've recovered." Looking to Red, a smirk grew on his face. "Now you're asking me for help?" He walked over to him, leaning over his bed. "I SUPPOOOOOOSE I could take a look. . . .What do I get in return for helping YOU though? Probably an ear ache."
 
Cindy narrows her eyes at Girahim. "Stop being cruel. Just help him." She says.

Then blinks as the dragon had lifted it' head and growled a little as if to emphasize her words.
 
Red paused for a moment, looking back up at Ghirahim before turning his head to the side, so he wasn't looking at the older demon anymore. "I'm not saying you have to..." His voice was low and... almost self-pitying. And from his expression, he seemed to be trying to tune out the world now, for whatever reason.
 
Ghirahim snarled lightly, turning to Cindy. "I'm not taking orders. I don't HAVE to help you get home you know. And I could have let you die too, but I didn't. So you had better be grateful for my actions and my kindness!"

Still, he raised his hand, summoning up a book. "If you both would be silent a moment instead of nagging at me, I'll take a look to see what I have." He began to read.
 
The dragon seemed to snort a bit before laying its head down in Cindy's lap. She shakes her head slightly. She was so unsure about all of this. Her head hurt from the impact with the ground from earlier. She just wanted to go home and wake up from all of this.
 
He watched the older demon for a minute before turning his head away again and closing his eyes. It may not be the best idea while he was so dizzy and paler than he usually was, but sleep sounded pretty good right now. Of course he didn't pass out right away, his eyes kept opening again every time he tried to close them.
 
Ghirahim sighed, sitting himself down on the end of Red's bed. He flipped through a few pages and scanned over them before flipping back a few more. Soon, he closed the book and let it disappear. "Let me see your hand, shrimp." He held out his own. "We're going to have to either suck the poison out, or you're going to have to eat something that will soak it up from the inside. And that's going to take longer."
 
Cindy shakes her head. "Well then someone needs to suck it out then."

The dragon stood up then and moved to Red. It nudged him gently before moving to the bite. It's long tongue reached out and licked the wound. Steadily the venom began to be eased out. The dragon removing the venom with each lick until it was gone.

It moved back to Cindy and nudged her gently before checking her head. There was blood where she had hit her head. She winced and moved away from the touch.

It gently licked the wound and it began to heal. Then it curls up around her once more on the bed.

Cindy blinks. "Ummm...."
 
He had sat up, about to let Ghirahim see his hand like he asked, when the dragon started licking the spider bite. His reaction was very similar to Cindy's, now watching the dragon closely. He was grateful that it had healed him, but he just didn't know what to make of it. "Okay... so your dragon also has healing powers."
 
Ghirahim gave the dragon a quizzical look. "If it knew it could do that then it should have done it sooner." He frowned. "Looks like you didn't need my help after all. . . . . . . ." He looked to Red, then back at Cindy. A sigh left him and he stood, crossing his arms. "When do you guys want to go home? . ."
 
Cindy was staring at the dragon. What should she do about this dragon? She was confused about it.

She blinks and looks to Girahim and Red. "Im ready to go home now....but...Not sure what to do about the dragon..."

The creature snorts and moves again. A power surged through the room before the dragon faded. On her wrists appeared the dragon on her left wrist and on her right wrist was the Phoenix.
 
He watched as the dragon became tattoos again, and though he seemed a little confused he was starting to get used to this kind of thing. "Well, it looks like you've got magic." He smiled a little, then turned back to Ghirahim. "I don't really have a preference. As long as your magic can handle it, I'm ready to go whenever."
 
Ghirahim glanced between the two and rolled his eyes. "Alright, we'll go then. Give me your hands." He held out each of his, standing between the two beds. He felt kind of awkward. Is this what a mom felt like having to take care of her kids? He shook the thought away from his mind, now he just felt twice as weird.
 
She blinks slightly at Red. "Magic?" She gets up from the bed and gently takes his hand.

She wasn't sure what they were going to find when they returned to her home. She wondered suddenly if the vampire was still there or not.
 
Surprisingly he doesn't seem as hesitant this time when he takes Ghirahim's hand. Seemed the younger demon was warming up to the older one. Now that they were planning on going home, Red couldn't stop thinking about his brothers. As much as he wanted to check up on them, he felt it would be best to stay with Cindy and Ghirahim. He did feel the need to help protect her, after all, and he wanted to learn about that master vampire from his earlier dream. Even if getting Cindy to open up about that wouldn't be easy.
 
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