[Evil Tink]

Adelais smiled as he let the body of the young woman drop. He licked the blood from his lips as he looked over the the card with Aaron's phone number. It had only been an hour or so, and he was not ready to claim his reward from the man. He tapped the corner of the card on his chin as he left the house, pondering what to do next.

[Bovice]

Aaron slowly got out of his car holding his arm. If you looked closely you could see blood rolling down his arm. He grunted a bit as he shut the car door, he leaned against the car for a moment. He slowly walked up the stairs stumbling a bit. His vision was starting to get blurry a bit, when he finally made it to his apartment he leaned his head against the door as he tried to slide the key into the lock. He grunted when the key finally slid in, "Goddamn..." He trailed off as he stumbled forward when he opened the door. He shut the door and locked it before he shakily walked to the kitchen to grab a knife.

[Evil Tink]

Adelais strolled down the street, humming Down With the Sickness by Disturbed. They were one of his favorite bands, and he had always enjoyed their music. He paused, sniffing the air. Blood? Now why would he smell that? With a sigh, he followed the scent, curious as to whose it was this time.

[Bovice]

Aaron pulled out a knife from the knife block, he pulled up his sleeve which showed his blood covered arm. "Asshole." He groaned out. He grabbed a wash cloth and stuck it in his mouth. In one fluid motion he jammed the knife into the hole in his arm, he let out a muffled scream. He swirled the knife around in his arm until he felt it hit something hard. He screamed again when he noticed that he hit the bone in his arm. He pulled the knife out and threw it in the sink. He spat out the cloth, "Goddamn it!" He yelled out. He was panting as the blood loss was starting to get to him more and more. "He could of broken my ribs or arm rather then shoot me." He collapsed to his knees.

[Evil Tink]

Adelais paused outside the apartment complex where he could smell the blood pouring from. He turned, watching the window in which light shone through. Behind the smell of blood, he could smell a familiar scent; Aaron's. Now why was the man bleeding? Curious... He stood there a moment, watching the window.

[Bovice]

Aaron went to his hand and tried to crawl to get some bandages, he fell to his face as the strength left his upper body. "Damn..." He tried to grab onto anything he could to pull himself to the bathroom.

[Evil Tink]

Adelais helped himself inside, with a b it of help from his telekinesis of course. He paused outside Aaron's door, his head tilted to the side a bit. "Interesting.." He gently pushed the door open with his telekinesis, peering inside to see Aaron on the floor, "Well good morning.."

[Bovice]

"H-..how did you know where I live?" Aaron's voice was strained as he looked up to see Adelais' face. "A-..and my door was locked." He let his head fall to the floor."Never...mind..." He let out a short breath.

[Evil Tink]

Adelais chuckled stepping inside and standing over Aaron, a slight grin to his face, "Now how did you end up getting yourself shot?" He crouched down, resting his arms on his thighs as he watched. He reached forward, putting his index finger and thumb into the wound, his fingers gripping around the bullet and pulling it out; not so gently. He examined the bullet, "Only a .22? I would've used something a bit..larger..."

[Bovice]

"I don't know..." Aaron trailed off. He clenched his teeth and screamed out as the bullet was ripped from his arm. He put his free hand over the wound and rolled to his back. "Well next time I get shot I'll look for you." He smiled a bit. His reddish brown eyes scanned over Adelais' face. "Thank you." He closed his eyes and sighed a bit. "If I would of moved faster I wouldn't of been shot in the first place." He winced as the wound pulsated.

[Evil Tink]

He chuckled flicking the bullet into the trash can and licking his bloody fingers once, "Well next time, you might not be so lucky." He then grabbed Aaron's arm, looking at the wound for a moment. His eye flash red when the man had closed his own. The thick, hot smell and sight of the blood was driving him nuts. He wanted nothing more than to take his reward now, but Aaron would not survive a...donation... With a sigh, he closed his eye, forcing back to it's ice blue color as he stood, "I'll be right back.."

He wandered through the apartment until he found the bathroom. He grabbed the necessary materials and headed back to Aaron. He crouched down again, lifting Aaron's arm and cleaning the wound thoroughly before bandaging it. "There...the cleanser had a slight anesthetic so it shouldn't hurt so much in a few moments." He shuddered a bit as he looked to his bloody fingers once more. One more lick? He bit his lip a bit, then stood, lacing his fingers behind his back.

[Bovice]

Aaron sighed a bit, "Oh well." He kept his eyes closed. He nodded as the man went away. "Thank you." He slowly sat up. He rubbed his hand on his pants wiping the blood off. He grabbed the bandaged wound, "That bastard is going to regret shooting me." He sighed deeply as he tried to stand. He grabbed onto the counter for support when he was standing. "Thank you again." He turned and nodded his head to him.

[Evil Tink]

"It hardly requires thanks..even in your condition, an assassin of your level should've been able to do it alone." He shook his head a bit, moving over to support Aaron but deciding against it. The smell of blood was still very heavy in the air. He pushed the blood off his hands using a bit of telekinesis then put them in his pockets. "Either way, you're welcome."

[Bovice]

"I couldn't find the bullet." Aaron sighed. "Plus I'm not used to being shot..." He trailed off with another sigh. "Did you come for your reward?" He smiled a bit.

[Evil Tink]

"Sadly no, I cannot request it of you right now." He let out a quiet sigh, leaning on the counter. He wanted to leave, but he didn't want to be rude either...well..he already broke in so he was past the 'polite guest' status. He let out another sigh, watching Aaron curiously.

[Bovice]

Aaron nodded, "You don't have to stay if you don't want to." He smiled a bit. "And I'll be fine. I have had worse done to me." He looked to the blood covered floor, "And this will be the first time I have to clean up blood." He chuckled.