[C] Facing the Unreal Reality

Even though Tom knew Fawzi, he was still a stranger to Raisa and Liq. Tom was socially awkward enough as it were, but having two strangers in his house made him feel even more nervous and socially withdrawn.

It wasn't that he didn't trust them, but rather that he was just a very shy person and didn't know them like he knew Fawzi.

He wondered if her brother would like him or not... it seemed that she and her brother were close, and it would be a shame if Liq and he didn't get along.

Raisa smiled with fake sweetness as she let go of his goods and pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away from him.

"Best do it on a flat surface, come on."

She gave his braid a playful tug before padding back out into the living room and sitting at the dining table, her arm spread out in front of her, all it would take was a good hard crack to separate the bones in their weakened state.

He grunted an insult at her when she kissed him.

Bitch.

But he got up obediently. He didn't need a repeat of that. No way.

Khaliq looked just as much as zombie as Rai had as he shuffled into the room like a Zombie.

His sleepy gaze turned down to Rai and he gave what could be mistaken for a soft growl. Instead of heading straight to food, he pressed his hand against the woman's broken arm.

He nudged it a little before breaking the bone sharply, nudging it again to bring about some more pain.

He wanted Rai to suffer.

"Breakfast time," he mumbled, slumping into a chair and making grabby hands at his sister. She'd feed him.

The woman rolled her eyes and stood, still gripping Tom's hand as she leaned over to the counter, picking up a plate.

She dropped a small plate in front of her brother, with just one piece of cold toast on it. Everyone else had had it rough. He'd just stood around barking orders. Her brother could make his own breakfast if he wanted it.

Tom didn't want to watch Raisa's arm get broken, but it was like a train wreck he could't look away from.

He winced when he heard the snap, and held onto Fawzi's hand a little tighter.

He had a hard time imagining ever hurting someone... but it seemed to come with this new life he had.

Raisa grit her teeth and hissed as the bone snapped, giving a low threatening growl as Liq pressed down on it, intentionally causing more pain.

She got to work realigning the bone, chuckling at the man's 'breakfast' it seemed that Fawzi had been much more generous with her than with Liq.

"Filling."

She joked with a smirk as she sat back in her chair, wrapping a length of cloth around her arm before slinging it over her neck so her arm hung comfortably in front of her, it would heal within the hour.

Fawzi squeezed Tom's hand back.

She was used to this. There was only so much a necromancer could learn without becoming morbidly curious and doing things themselves. She'd broken so many bones intentionally before that watching Rai having her bone broken meant little to her.

"Don't let it set wrong again," the woman murmured.

Her brother grunted softly, glaring down at his cold toast. "Is this it? After everything that happened last night, this is it?"

"You want breakfast, you get it yourself," the woman replied with a soft growl. She wasn't dealing with his shit.

Now that two new people had accompanied Tom and Fawzi in the kitchen, Tom started to seclude inside himself.

He said and did nothing, just sat there and watched the others.

He didn't try to be so shy and awkward, it just came naturally to the poor guy.

"I wont."

Raisa replied, she wasn't exactly fond of having her bone broken so if she could avoid it then she would.

A loud yawn sounded from the woman as she lay her head back down on the table.

"I think I need a few more hours sleep, I feel like shit."

At the very least she was cleaned up and her arm was healing properly.

"I'll trade you Liq, let me feed and I'll cook your breakfast."
She had lost a lot of blood, it was either this or wait until she got back to the coven.

The younger of the two Necromancers pursed his lips.

He had promised himself that he wasn't going to give her any sex or blood in revenge for their ruined evening.

But breakfast was important.

"How good is that breakfast going to be?" he asked, arching a brow at the woman.

If he got a good breakfast, he'd consider letting her take a sip or two.

"Eggs, bacon, pancakes, all of the above, you name it."

Making Liq breakfast was easier than dragging herself back up to the coven.

It was a fair enough deal in her eyes, a meal for a meal.

Plus she would feel worlds better with a bit of blood in her system.

Oooh, that was a good selection.

Better than a piece of cold toast.

"All right. You know where to take it from. I have work tonight." He reached out to grasp the woman, pulling her out of her chair and onto his lap.

He tilted his head in the position he'd found most comfortable when she took blood. He'd given her blood enough times now to know which position was the best.

Raisa leaned down slowly as she was pulled into the man's lap.

Her tongue trailed over the man's neck as she pushed his hair out of the way.

The woman's fangs sunk in gently on the man's hair line, once she was done no one would be able to see her marks on his skin.

A small purr sounded as she drank slowly, this was already making her feel better.

Fawzi rolled her eyes.

"You two can't even get a room? Sorry about them, Tom. They're probably gonna end up necking soon."

Fawzi hoped that the scent of blood didn't set Tom off. He'd be pretty volatile for a little while and all of his desires would be heightened. Especially his new desire to hunt. She hoped the blood didnt set that off.

Liq just raised the bird at his sister as he held onto Rai.

Oh God, they were going to do that in his house?

He looked away awkwardly and then stood up, shuffling towards the hallway.

"I'm... just going to be a minute." He mumbled, before dashing off to lock himself in his room.

Something about the smell of blood set off little animalistic urges, so he wanted to get away from them quickly.