((And i took today off cuz everything was covered in ice. -____-))
He gave the pink water a look of dissatisfaction, regardless of how nice it felt against his skin and wounds, and grumbled audibly as Djinn dunked his head. He sneezed suddenly as the running water had drained back into the tub, before turning to listen actively to Djinn. His eyes took on a dull sheen as he listened, and waited for him to finish speaking, and sighed. "I had to be a loner. I couldn't trust anyone." He looked at the skin on his right hand which seemed to have regained some of it's suppleness, his skin had been extraordinarily dry and cracked before. "Betrayal and murder were common things in my life, from since when I was very little, and I'd already been killed once." He turned his back to Djinn, and used the thumb on his good hand and pointed at his back with it. "Do you see the seven spokes and the two scars in the shapes of spokes? Those indicate the status of the seal containing Azuronni." He turned back to Djinn and looked back at the pink water.
"When I was 6, I was already orphaned and I had to look out for myself on the streets, it wasn't a good place to be, especially for a little kid like me. Whoever killed my parents, which I now know to be Mercutone, left me alive and alone. What a fucking asshole." He banged his fist on his knee in anger, and sighed. "I was chased by a group of men into an alley, because I kicked one of them in the nuts after they were trying to have their way with a girl, and one of them held me by the neck, and sliced my neck open." He blinked for a second and looked upwards, then at Djinn. "That's when the first seal was broken. Everything went dark, and I heard something like a scream, a scream full of rage." When I came to, there was this tattoo on my back, and there was a scar across my neck where I'd been sliced." He pointed at the tattoo again,"And one of the spokes was already gone when I realized the tattoo was there. Everything within miles was burnt to cinders, and there were massive gashes in the roads. There wasn't a single building standing and everything reeked of ozone."
He sighed and chuckled. "Avia loved going to the carnivals, and playing the games there. Especially air hockey." A warm smile formed on his face. "I still remember when I scored my first goal and she squealed like a little girl."
He looked at Djinn quizzically, with a cocked eyebrow. "How do you know all this stuff? Avia was like a steel trap when it came to admitting things she liked. It was a pain in the ass just to figure out what kind of coffee she wanted when I showed her to Starbucks." He shook his head as his cheerful demeanor disappeared again. "She fought so much for me, and I'd barely begun to realize my power before I was killed again, and effectively ended the conflict between the Toli and Kyuketseki. She had to fight with Yamiko for over a year because of me.After she'd gone and put her neck out a hundred times to save my sorry hide.... I don't want her to be the one doing the fighting anymore. Even though I know she isn't going to let me go alone."
He winced as Djinn dabbed at the gash in his chest, it might as well have been a meat canyon, it was over an inch deep. The water turned red as he dabbed at the wound.
"No, you're pretty on the ball, actually. Yeah, I do need some new threads." He said sheepishly.
He watched Djinn leave and close the door, and looked at his hand again. I have to get stronger. I can't let anything happen to these people. I think.... I might have found a place I can call home. He smiled faintly, and turned to the door as Djinn dropped the clothes off and called out. "Thanks! I'll be out in a few." He leaned over and reached for some body soap, which he lathered on with a washcloth hanging from one of the racks, taking care to avoid the wounds, and washed his face. He pulled the drain on the tub and watched the blood run down the drain with the water. It'd started to clot, so it ran in thin red strands instead of mixing with the water. He then proceeded to hose himself down with the showerhead and turned off the water, hanging up the shower head on the bracket in the wall above the tub faucet.
He clumsily climbed out and dried himself off with a towel, and took a moment to search through the cabinets for bandages, and smiled as he found a roll, which he promptly used to wrap his chest and arm wound, which bled slowly. He donned the pj's and slicked his hair back with some mousse. He hated having people see his frizzy hair regardless of how he was dressed. All done. He flicked the light switch and hopped back into the kitchen, seating himself in the same spot as before. "Think I could get another cup of that stuff? It's actually pretty good. And you know, I don't think it's all that fair telling you my past when I don't know anything about you, Djinn." He leaned onto the counter in front of him with his head propped up on his right hand.
(Oh btw how's your head? And sorry about the short reply last night, i was playing some SC2 with Ty. It's my first time gaming with him like 3 months. And also, everyone else has super short replies. We got mad skills. :D)