living breathing fear - power discovery

[redvox.]

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

Ever since Aslisk had set herself on fire, Vox had been keeping an eye on the wyvern from a distance, not wanting to deal with her pissy attitude but also not wanting her to rush off and set herself on fire again. He somewhat got the gyst of what she had been trying to do when she had set herself aflame, but that didn't mean he could really understand it. Trying to set herself on fire in order to fireproof herself? It seemed absolutely insane to the harbinger, and he still found himself repeating the events over and over again in his head, wondering how the hell he could've prevented it from happening. He doubted he could've really done anything to stop Aslisk from doing what she wanted, in all honesty, but he liked to think that he had some sort of control as the leader of the Halls. He was pretty damn glad that he had decided to ignore the female's protests when he had attempted to help her, heaving her onto his back and leading her back to the apartments where he had called wildly for anybody to help – mainly Roman, since he hadn't known of anyone else who could help the horribly burned wyvern... Bertille, they really, really needed some sort of cleric, and soon. It seemed like people were getting injured more and more often lately, whether out of their own stupidity or from outside sources, looking for trouble with the newly formed group. Vinny almost wished that they had a cleric right now while Aslisk was injured, so that the wyvern wouldn't fight too much against them thanks to her burn wounds.

Much like Aslisk, Vox was a nocturnal creature, his sleep schedule dictated by the bat side of his hybridization rather than his goat side. However, it was a coin toss whether or not Vinny actually bothered to follow his nature sleep schedule, since usually the rest of the group was more active during the day, and Vin needed to be around in order to approve things that couldn't just be approved by Bree or Roman. Still, today was one of the few days when Vox actually allowed himself to naturally fall asleep during the day, his chin resting against the floor of his room as he slept peacefully. His room had still not yet been cleared out of plants, but he had honestly given up on that particular venture, choosing instead to just let the plants act as natural fresh air while he slept. It wasn't too intrusive, save for the fact that he couldn't fit too much furniture inside the room because of the thick vines that covered half of the room. Granted, he couldn't bring much furniture up anyways, since it would've been a pain in the ass dragging much of anything up the many steps all the way to the top floor of the apartment building. The day slipped away as Vox dozed, finally taking some well deserved rest after several days of doing everything he could for the group. Vinny woke up when the sun was beginning to burn in the middle of the sky, and the hybrid decided he had gotten enough rest, stretching his awkward gangly body out before getting up to his wings and his hooves. He slowly pushed open the door of his apartment and stepped outside, beginning the long trek down the steps to the bottom floor, squeezing his fairly large body out one of the open windows of the sunken building. He smiled and took a deep breath when the fresh air hit his face, and he found himself trotting along, looking around curiously and saying hello to everyone that he encountered along the way. It was something he had made part of his daily routine, greeting everyone. He found that it made people more motivated. When he noticed that he didn't see Aslisk around, however, he frowned, a sigh leaving him. She really shouldn't have been up and about in her condition, so he searched around for her scent for a while before finding it, following it out into the trees.

When Vinny finally came upon the brightly colored burnt wyvern, his eyes immediately widened in fear when he smelled burning and saw bright flames dancing on the female's tail spikes and horns. He urgently sped up his gait, ready to start screaming bloody murder for Aslisk setting herself on fire again, but it seemed as though it wasn't needed. He screeched to a sudden halt when he realized that Aslisk was still asleep, blissfully unaware and uncaring of the flames that clung desperately to her various spikes parts. Vox found himself staring for a long moment, before he recalled the powers that had been used by the participants of the raid on the Pitt. This had to be something like that, but... all of those that had been involved in the battle had been intentionally summoning forth flames in order to hurt others that opposed them. Aslisk seemed to be completely unaware of what she was doing, and somehow that was even more concerning, because it meant that Aslisk didn't yet have control over this power, which could lead to yet another fire that would destroy their territory. Just the thought made a shiver run up the harbinger's spine, and his voice cracked slightly as he mumbles, "Aslisk... Aslisk, wake up. Wake up, you're on fire. Like you're really on fire right now, 'n' it's slightly concernin'... even though y'don't, uh, seem ta c-care?" He really needed Aslisk to wake up right now, since he didn't want to touch the wyvern's skin to wake her up, since he was sure he would be met with a screech of pain for doing such a thing.