i have killed many angels

[highbloods]

Characters: The Grand Highblood + anyone
Setting: He's starting at the cafeteria exit and is slowly making his way back to his room, or....?
Format: Any
Summary: The GHB got into a particularly nasty fight with the Summoner, but dragged himself out of the room once he assumed the Summoner fell unconscious. He's wounded all over by deep scratches,

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[benigncancer]

As the Grand Highblood reached the infirmary level, it was to see Signless in a set of grey scrubs stepping out of the infirmary. He was just getting off shift, and exhausted, but the scent of blood attracted his attention immediately.

He looked down at the leg, then up, up, up at the Highblood's face.

Well. Shit.

He sighed and jerked his head towards the door he'd just emerged from. "Come on."

[highbloods]

The Grand Highblood did not budge. He wanted to laugh and tell him to fuck off, but he didn't even have the mind for that. So he continued to stare at him dully, breathing heavily and blinking slowly down at him.

[benigncancer]

Okay, getting near a huge and violent troll who was at this moment injured was probably a stupid thing to do, but Signless raised his hands, open and weaponless, and slowly approached.

"It's my fucking job to help injured people, even if they're you. So come with me, and I'll heal your wounds," he said. Fuck he was enormous. Signless was stocky and short, and felt like he had to practically dislocate his neck to meet his eyes.

[highbloods]

Yeah, pretty stupid, Signless! Gosh. There was a low growl coming from the back of his throat, but he soon stopped, seeing as it hurt to even do that. No thanks to that stupid Summoner digging his claws into his throat. His shoulders sagged a little as Signless approached, letting his eyes meet with the much shorter troll's.

He didn't reply for obvious reasons but at least he took a small step forward, nearly falling over in the process. He catches himself with the wall again. No way he was falling onto his knees in front of anyone.

[princesspowaful]

[The trail of blood did attract Grand Highblood's favorite little mutant girl. She follows the trail down the hall and looks all the way up at him when she finally reaches him]

You're bleeding! I'll take you to the doctor place.

[Molly is the most astute person, but she could totally carry GHB if he let her]

[highbloods]

[He snarls loudly, body acting instinctively as someone -- a little girl -- approaches. It doesn't matter how small or big an intruder is, he will bristle violently and try to scare them off as an act of defense.]

Leave. Me. [His throat is pretty damaged so he refrains from shouting as best as he can, even if it's hard to control.]

[princesspowaful]

Silly, you're hurt! I'm not just going to leave you here, that's not what a superhero would do!

[So, she picks up GHB and starts to carry him towards the infirmary]

Don't get all mad at me for carrying you, kay? We can tell everyone that you walked there all by yourself!

[highbloods]

[holy shit what the mother fuck!!!! this is totally unexpected! he's pretty shocked so he just kinda goes limp. not like he has many options anyway. his body refuses to move after that initial shock.]

NO. [he coughs, more blood trickling from his lips.]

Did I mention this kid is an idiot?

[spiritsup]

Romeo froze when he saw the Grand Highblood. The big scary troll who had killed him. That mixed with his visit back to his world, back to Milano had given him an extra wariness. Adults would hurt him if he didn't behave himself and he was about to leave, avoid the troll so he didn't have any reason to get angry with Romeo again.

But then he saw the blood, it was blue but Romeo knew that trolls had different coloured bloods. He was injured! Even if he was cruel and an adult Romeo couldn't let him be injured. Only a very very bad person would do something like that. He ran forwards.

"Let me help you sir! We can go see the doctors!" He reached out to try and support the troll, which was a bit silly since he barely came to his waist.

ABUBUBU ROMEO ;A;

[highbloods]

Christ on a burning stick. It was that wriggler that he choked to death not too long ago. He's alive and kicking, annoying as ever. This would be where the highblood would express his surprise, and he really is surprised, but he can't muster up any energy to do so.

As the boy neared, he immediately reeled back and growled in warning, not wanting this motherfucking weak-ass wriggler near his person much less try to support him. He was much too small, much too weak, if support was even a thing that he ever wanted.

[spiritsup]

Romeo frowned at the growl, skipping back a step out of instinct but then he continued towards him. "I wont hurt you! You just need to get your cuts fixed, don't be scared sir!"

He reached out again to try and stear the High Blood in the direction of the infirmary.

[highbloods]

"You...hurt ME? HAH! And who the motherfuck said I was all scared?!" The highblood wheezed, each word straining against his throat. He didn't like the sort of attention he was getting, especially from little wrigglers that came back from the dead. Despite his worn out state, he was once more contemplating killing this meddlesome thing.

Unfortunately, his body refused to listen. His legs gave out and he crashed to the ground.