09-15-2018, 10:21 PM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — HELION — HARD
To this day, his own capture, his torture he blamed on himself. He was not upset that no one had noticed his absence, that there had been on one to come and get him for he wholly blamed the situation for taking place because he had went to Snowbound to try and make sure they were okay. There had been rumors of the takeover, that the Pitt was causing trouble but he didn't know the extent of it and finding them like the way they were had opened his eyes. Meeting the one that had taken them over, feeling his claws rip into his flesh, the burning pain of being baked alive by the golden sun. The freezing temperature of water that forced his body into shock from going too sharply from a heated temperature to a cold one. Everything had changed Monroe. Though rather for better or for worse was yet to be determined. He had started using blood bending as of recently, using the water in another's body to bend their form to his will. Something that was exceedingly painful for another being to be put through and very dangerous as if he stopped their blood flow it could kill them. Suffocate them. He knew this and yet there was a lack of caring involved when he did this. Stryker didn't care when he tortured him and so he felt that it was okay when it came to protecting his group. Protecting Sunhaven was all that mattered.
He sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror of his own him. Body covered in a thick red paste that he was using to heal and recover his body from the lingering scars left on his flesh. It was red algae and it was supposed to help with soothing and slowly get the marks to go away. Or so he hoped. He looked like a giant red fish at this point and he tired to form a smile on his face, to laugh at his own visage but it didn't happen. A neutral line laid upon his muzzle and he turned his gaze away only to perk up his ears when he heard a voice. He hadn't expected a visitor and looking like this of all things. He'd started off toward his room but he door swung open before he could make it and he looked at the figure in the doorway with wide eyes, tail twitching back and forth. Mama quickly back paddled and he tried to fix the situation. "I swear this ain't a facial. It's just for me skin, ah, ya can come on in. I-it's okay." A strangled laugh left him, face clearing showing his embarrassment but he couldn't do anything about that. His eyes roamed over his empty home, flicking to the bed that Pele used to sleep. He missed the child but there was nothing he could do about that. "Ah, do ya want something tae drink? I don't get a lot of visits so I'm sorry for the mess." He pushed a net into the corner and some jars of worms that he was going to use for tomorrow.
He sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror of his own him. Body covered in a thick red paste that he was using to heal and recover his body from the lingering scars left on his flesh. It was red algae and it was supposed to help with soothing and slowly get the marks to go away. Or so he hoped. He looked like a giant red fish at this point and he tired to form a smile on his face, to laugh at his own visage but it didn't happen. A neutral line laid upon his muzzle and he turned his gaze away only to perk up his ears when he heard a voice. He hadn't expected a visitor and looking like this of all things. He'd started off toward his room but he door swung open before he could make it and he looked at the figure in the doorway with wide eyes, tail twitching back and forth. Mama quickly back paddled and he tried to fix the situation. "I swear this ain't a facial. It's just for me skin, ah, ya can come on in. I-it's okay." A strangled laugh left him, face clearing showing his embarrassment but he couldn't do anything about that. His eyes roamed over his empty home, flicking to the bed that Pele used to sleep. He missed the child but there was nothing he could do about that. "Ah, do ya want something tae drink? I don't get a lot of visits so I'm sorry for the mess." He pushed a net into the corner and some jars of worms that he was going to use for tomorrow.