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"kid your not healed rest"

"Here's some heisters; blood! It'll turn ya into a giant, dropkicking, baton wielding maniac!" he said and offered a bag of blood labelled, "Meme juice".

"i do not trust it at all also did it come from a human?"

he stubbornly walked to his mother and hugged her and shade

"Yeah it did, I stole it from some bank robber, along with a buncha other stuff" he grabbed his backpack and showed the contents. It was a laser pointer, a tazer, and a picture of a pug wearing sunglasses

T: hugging her son, she gave shade a gently smack on the hand "ahem"

he winces then hisses at her seems he was hiding some greivous wound under them

"This is weird."

T: she let go of her son and took a hold of his hand carfully looking not allowing him to pull away

he just shadow traveled a distance away he wore his gloves to hide the marks that dracula's chains had dug into his wrist and the numerous scars from cutting himself with the knife made to kill vampires

T: she looked up at him "onyx go inside please"

grumbling he went inside, not daring defy his mom

he sat against a tree staring at his hand the glove still on

T: "glove off please" he pulled out her herbs

"no gloves stay on"

T: "is that so?"

"that is what i said" he holds his hand and his massive great sword comes flying towards him as he stood infront of thyra

T: "if you would please at least sit down and let me treat you"

"go for it my wounds are all healed though"

T: she covered his wounds with a paste that stung