recapping retribution - fireproofing

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REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

When Aslisk had first burned herself, Vinny had been concerned, but hadn't been too worried about it. He had figured that Aslisk had just had an accident while burning up what remained of the growth from a room that she had cleaned out. He had definitely not assumed that Aslisk had done it intentionally, because... well, who the hell would intentionally burn themselves? It seemed completely crazy to the harbinger of the entire group, and he hadn't felt bad in offering Aslisk any help or aloe, since it was pretty obvious that she had no idea how to help herself. It wasn't exactly like Vox knew anything beyond how to treat very minor burns, since he had pretty much no medical knowledge to his name – after all, there was a reason why he was the harbinger and not the cleric – but he could at least help in that area, and he had figured Aslisk would be glad for it. Therefore, when Vinny heard all sorts of shouting, stomping around, and throwing things coming from downstairs, the harbinger assumed that Aslisk was just having some random fit, probably over something he would never be able to understand even after she explained it. So, the hybrid had decided not to do anything about it, instead just staying peacefully curled up with his nose tucked underneath his tail. It didn't sound like Aslisk was destroying anything besides her own room, which meant that he didn't need to get involved unless one of the other Halls members complained.

However, it seemed as though he was not bound to have a peaceful daytime rest. A scream cut coldly through the air from outside, and the hybrid's head groggily snapped upwards so quickly that it nearly gave him whiplash. He stumbled up to his hooves and wings, throwing open the door to his room and quickly moving down the steps, teleporting intermittently down several steps at once. He knew that the screaming wasn't coming from inside the building from how it sounded, and he silently cursed himself for choosing the uppermost room in the apartment. Eventually his claws slipped against the smooth claws of the main lobby, and he was using his horns to push through one of the several windows in the sunken building, grunting with effort as he squirmed his way outside. As soon as he made his way outside. As soon as the smell of fire and smoke filled his nose, his eyes went wide in horror, and he let out a soft screech, "Fuck! Fuckin' hell, not again! This ain't happenin'!" He raced towards the source of the smell and the faint glow against the sky, his claws curling into the ground and flinging him forward as tears faintly stung his eyes. He couldn't do it again. He couldn't lose his territory, his friends, his family, his Halls. If he lost it all again, he wasn't sure he would ever be able to recover like he had before, and it certainly wasn't as if he would be able to go back to the Pitt and their savage ways.

When he did come upon the source of the fire, however, he was somehow even more horrified than he had been when he had thought the territory was on fire. He stared in horror at Aslisk's flaming form for a long moment before he screamed over the crackling of the fire, his eyes ablaze with both profound worry and rage, "ASLISK! What the fuckin' fuck are you doin'?! I can understand accidentally burnin' y'self, but this isn't fuckin' accidental!" His entire body was trembling with a mixture of anger and extreme anxiety over the sight in front of him, and soon enough Aslisk collapsed to the ground, and the harbinger threw himself forward over to her. He resisted the urge to touch her, just because he knew that she didn't like it, as well as because of the fact that he knew it would cause her a great deal more pain. He just stared at her, taking in the many ugly burn wounds that covered the female wyvern's body, and his ears pinned down flat against his head, snapping after a moment, "What in th'hell... do y'know how fuckin' terrified I was when I smelled smoke? Not only that, but y'goddamn hurt yourself! In what universe is this okay!" He sounded extremely pissed off, but he also seemed... tired, and upset. Worried about one of the members in his group, and completely baffled by what the hell she could be hoping to accomplish – the thought of this resulting in fireproofing was absolutely baffling to him, and even if he knew what she was hoping to do, he still would've been doubtful it would actually work.