homralings | Open RP Post

[ Is that hand on fire? Eric thinks that hand is on fire...Wow it really is on fire. WHY IS IT ON FIRE??

He looks over at Bandou not sure what to do. But then again he knew already. This was a hope. This place could be somewhere he can be safe in. He hoped that it was Even if another part of him though he was just putting on another collar, that flicker of hop somehow was still there and it was for that reason why one of his hands went up.

He takes it in his own shaky hand. ]

[ Bandou looks up from where he was clutching his head. Oh wow, the guy's actually going for it. He half expected him to run off in panic, especially when the flames erupted around Mikoto's hand. But the was actually doing it. He was making his own choice to trust them and shake Mikoto's hand.

And at that contact, the flames flare briefly before dying down entirely. Mikoto gives a short, but approving grunt. Welcome to the Red Clan. And the King's busy pulling another cigarette out of his back pocket. ]

[ When the hand left, Eric feel a warm sensation on his shoulder. Quickly he unzipped a bit of his hoodie, revealing a collar on his neck as well, and placed his hand there, looking at it. A tattoo, a red tattoo that he vaguely new was the symbol for Homra.

His eyes widened and look between the one who gave him that mark and the one that had given him his freedom, not sure what to do. ]

[ Bandou comes closer, giving Eric a grin. ]

See, I knew you weren't an asshole like the rest of Hikawa.

[ Wait, he should clarify. ]

Not that it's cool to kick me in the stomach whenever you want!!

[ He steps back a bit from Bandou, this was still too knew he didn't know what to expect. ]

If you had been quiet then you wouldn't have gotten one.

Tsk

[ Learn to deal with it, Eric, cause it doesn't stop just cause he's not being held hostage anymore. ]

Well, congrats. I'd still say you owe me for making me miss my job interview, though.

[ Owing??? What kind is that he doesn't like the sound f it at all what are you going to do Bandou?? ]

...Like...what?

[ Why does the guy look like he's gonna have a heart attack all of a sudden?? ]

I'd say some damn money, but you probably don't have any, right? I doubt those guys paid you anything.

[ Because owing could mean terrible things that he doesn't want to get into. He shakes his head. ]

Just...food, sometimes

Fine. Then, you better just be there if I need you. You're part of HOMRA now and we do things together. We're a team!

Alright...

[ That seemed easy enough. And agreeing might help in the long run.

But for now, sorry Bandou but Eric is teetering a little. A dizzy from hunger and pain makes him fall a little on Bandou's shoulder. ]

[ Bandou flails a bit but manages not to move enough for Eric to suddenly fall to the ground. He legit looks worried though. ]

You okay?

[ He nods. Yes he's fine he has to be fine no worry not now ]

Y-yeah...I'm okay.

[ A little bit slower than he liked Eric managed to stand back up on his own ]

We can head back to the bar. You can pass out on one of the couches if you want.

Okay.

[ The bar. He heard that was their base but it was hard to find or hard to fight near because a lot of the members stay in there.

Eric hides his face with his hood, already in the gang and he's causing trouble bad bad bad ]

[ You're not causing trouble, Eric. Shush.

Bandou follows along behind the others, hands in his pockets. ]

Don't act so weird. The guys are gonna want to talk to you and stuff.

[ He is causing trouble, this is trouble.

Eric stays near Bandou everyone else seemed too weird to get close to now. He tilts his head ]

Why?

Cause you're a clansmen now. You're part of the family.

Family?

[Bandou you are making him so confused his tired aelf cant handle it]

Yup! I mean, they might give you a hard time for kidnapping me, but you're pretty much one of the guys now.

[ Bandou, you're like the least important member okay. And I mean that in the nicest way possible. ]

[ He's worrying again Bandou you need to watch how you say things to Eric. The hard time didn't sound like it would be a good thing, even if they did accept him. Was it going to be a test? Or a punishment? He didn't know, even if he had a small trust in Bandou for now, it could easily leave and he'd be halfway to nowhere with no place to go. ]

...Is it...going to be bad?

Huh?

[ He doesn't get it. Guys just kinda rough house, even when they're friends. He hasn't put it together that for a kid who's lived through what he has, that might not sound as innocent as he meant it. ]

Why would it be bad?

They will give me a hard time... Does that mean more burns?

[ Or something to that affect. Beatings, starvation, fighting. Stuff like that. But Homra uses fire so fire punishments right? ]

What? No. Fire can't hurt you anymore anyway.

[ He gets it a little more now. ]

Just like, a punch in the arm or something.

[ So Bandou can learn huh? ]

That's it?

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