X-Forum Extreme: roleplay

~all takin care of, your turn~

"I'm here because I have no where else to go! Why are you here!?!?" Damian growled

~already did check pg. 120~

"Is that all you here for? To give me crap when I had to deal with that for nearly seventeen years from my son?! I got really depressed after my only son died years after his mohter. Now how do you think that makes me feel?!"

"HOW DO YOU THINK IT FEELS TO WAKE UP WITH A CIRCLE OF DEAD BODIES AROUND YOU AND THEN REALIZE THAT NOT ONLY DID YOU KILL THOSE PEOPLE, BUT THAT THOSE PEOPLE ARE YOUR BEST FRIENDS!?" Damian shouted

"...i've had that happen before..." Darrien said softly, some of the anger leaving him.

Damian was breathing hard, his arms pulled back against his torso, looking into Darrien's eyes, "Look, " Damian dropped his defenses, " I have trouble communicating with people...especially when I have visions of killing thm for reasons I cant explain....but the truth is..Darrien..I..I.." Damian paused, looking at his feet.

Darrien arched an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. "Yes?"

Damian looked up at him, "Your like a father to me man......" Damian sighed, "You have been through my life before, your one of the few people I can go to...."

Hearing this made Darrien smile, nice to know somebody cared for him like a father again. He had loved being a father to his son, but with Jake dead, maybe...maybe he could make it up with Damien. "Nice to know that somebody cares." said Darrien and he lightly slapped Damien on the shoulder for comfort. "Now, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

Damian smiled, losing all of the anger he had had before, "Well this part you may not like, I need some of your blood, Cassie thinks that if she fuses it with mine, it may get rid of the pain I feel when using my powers, and allow them to do the surgery to remove what makes me...kill for the Illuminati," Damian explained

"Sure," answered Darrien with no hint of panic or worry in his voice. "Who much? I'm no gas station, so don't fill up."

Damian scratched his head, "To tell you the truth, I have no idea," Damian chuckled, "We'll have to ask Cassie, " Damian said as he walked back into the kitchen, seeing Cassie he stopped, "Ummm, Cassie, about how much blood are we going to need for this transfusion."

Cassandra looked up and though for a moment, "I think about a cup to a pint..." then she went back to eating some leftover pasta.

Damian looked to Darrien, "You heard her, about a cup."

"Tuff enough, but I think you may need more. From what you told me. Cassandra has done blood tranfusions before, but nothing like this before." When he saw the worried look on Damien's face, "Don't worry, she's done this with norms tons of times!"

"yah, with norms...and if she hits that chip wrong, im dead..." Damian scowled

"Since the chip still works, she will have no problem sensing it's energy that the chip gives off."

~we need to wrap this up quick, i need to go soon!~

"Yah.." Damian sighed, "So tired...I've had a long day Darrien..thanks for being there.." Damian smiled, slapping Darrien's shoulder and heading up to his room

~boom, wrapped up *does wrapped up dance*~

~thanks~

Darrien left the living shortly after Damien did and went to bed himself.

~that's a wrap for today and cut! going to call it a day!~