Eric immediately asked, "What the hell is he doing with that thing?"
The large man Ragah tilted his head."It's not mine bruh."
Everyone looked past him.
"It's the skater's." Davidz mumbled
A beat of silence followed as all eyes slowly turned to Farah.
The 5'4 skater stood there casually, board under one arm, braces still shining, now apparently the owner of the largest weapon in the room.
Farah finally behind her Elite Gaurd, looked at Osprey touching his white hair, seeing his scars.
Osprey was casually blowing bubbles.
Farah cringed not knowing what to say.... "Hey Os? Are you mad at me bruh? Im sorry I wasn't there to help."
Osprey lazily looked up still high and numb on drugs "I'm the one who sent you on vacation, kid. Theres more to life than just fighting."
As Ragah walked over to Osprey aswell, his two Liutenants now at his side.
Farah continued "I know but still."
Conflicted Farah blurted out while scratching their head "Sigh, just turn me around and fuck me at this point" Farah rolled their eyes casually, their tattoos were mainly exposed, their outfit was very casual. With a crop top you could even see their tramp stamp close to their tailbone, they smelled like drugs, sex and cigarettes. Farah mumbled "Well I'm glad your alive. I can't have you croaking until you see the new gun I've built."
Aspera looked from the other side of the table harshly, Farah looked back at Aspera with a stink face before continuing to look at Osprey. Literally slapping his face casually "If your going to die atleast die on your own terms though, don't die because you're in a weakend state, distracted and in situations you wouldn't usually be in." As they whispered the last bit so Aspera couldn't hear "All because of that harlot."
Osprey sighed annoyed "I'm not going to fuck you dude, you can stop playing damage control. But I do kind of want to see that new gun your talking about hold up-
As Osprey tries to stand, he struggles to even move his legs as a jolt of pain pierces through his body, Farah sweats choking down a laugh as they hold Osprey down in the tub before whispering "Your not supposed to be moving I'll show you later...."
Sigh "Okay" Osprey mumbled..
Before realizing "Wait did I just feel my legs again?"
Finally the door opened, Allen raised his head from the desk, Demi looked forward, no, everyone looked forward.
Demi however was interested, hoping it was his master, however it wasn't. It was just....
Mr. N slicked his hair back as his freeformed locs, twists and afro stood out per usual. Behind him was Solomon. Finally the door closed, Everyone's faces turned sour as they looked away.