Death/Ace

"Here's the thing... I CAN'T

[chickenscratcherart]

Just finished this 2 panel comic stuck in my backlog for months. Fuck 🧊

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë sniffled, wiping some tears from her cheeks. She shook softly.

“He said ‘cause ‘m Remy’s daughter, I’ll taste good. Call ya a pussycat ‘n said he’d tear yo’ face off. I-I panicked, ‘n he played wit’ me. E-Even when I had an anxiety attack - dat’s actually when he attacked.. not okay.”

She clung to him.

[its-gambit]

...Ok yeah something is making him have a tantrum

Ahm sorry Zoe...

*He just hugged her with one hand and wrapped her wound up with the other*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“He misses his boyfriend. I smell like him, tastes like him.” Zoë pressed her face into their side.

[its-gambit]

Still...dats not righ... Do ya want ta cuddle on de couch? Jus relax an watch TV? You can pick.

He's all bark and no bite. I can handle the names but unfortunately I can't harm him without harming Mr heart attack

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nodded her head, clinging around his waist like a child. She sniffled, little tears drooping off her eyelashes.

“Well, clearly he does bite some… now I have a show I wanna watch wit’ ya..”

[its-gambit]

What ya got in mind petite?

*He awkwardly walked with Zoe to the couch and passed her the remote*

Ya know what I mean. He talks big but he won't do it if it's not fun

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë was anything but big right now. She grabbed the remote and put on Blue’s Clues. She leaned into them, watching Blue hop around the screen.

“He hurts..”

[its-gambit]

I know...

*Gambit got distracted by the dog. It looked cute *

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë rocked silently as she watched Steve and Blue. At one point she broke in to song with them.

“Here’s the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna wake my tail, and when it comes, I just wanna wail maaaaail.”

[its-gambit]

*They gave a little happy mrrrp from her singing and nudge her. Emotional support Cajun and horseman cat*

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë sniffled, wiping some tears from her cheeks. She shook softly.

“He said ‘cause ‘m Remy’s daughter, I’ll taste good. Call ya a pussycat ‘n said he’d tear yo’ face off. I-I panicked, ‘n he played wit’ me. E-Even when I had an anxiety attack - dat’s actually when he attacked.. not okay.”

She clung to him.

[its-gambit]

...Ok yeah something is making him have a tantrum

Ahm sorry Zoe...

*He just hugged her with one hand and wrapped her wound up with the other*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“He misses his boyfriend. I smell like him, tastes like him.” Zoë pressed her face into their side.

[its-gambit]

Still...dats not righ... Do ya want ta cuddle on de couch? Jus relax an watch TV? You can pick.

He's all bark and no bite. I can handle the names but unfortunately I can't harm him without harming Mr heart attack

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nodded her head, clinging around his waist like a child. She sniffled, little tears drooping off her eyelashes.

“Well, clearly he does bite some… now I have a show I wanna watch wit’ ya..”

[its-gambit]

What ya got in mind petite?

*He awkwardly walked with Zoe to the couch and passed her the remote*

Ya know what I mean. He talks big but he won't do it if it's not fun

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë was anything but big right now. She grabbed the remote and put on Blue’s Clues. She leaned into them, watching Blue hop around the screen.

“He hurts..”

[its-gambit]

I know...

*Gambit got distracted by the dog. It looked cute *

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë sniffled, wiping some tears from her cheeks. She shook softly.

“He said ‘cause ‘m Remy’s daughter, I’ll taste good. Call ya a pussycat ‘n said he’d tear yo’ face off. I-I panicked, ‘n he played wit’ me. E-Even when I had an anxiety attack - dat’s actually when he attacked.. not okay.”

She clung to him.

[its-gambit]

...Ok yeah something is making him have a tantrum

Ahm sorry Zoe...

*He just hugged her with one hand and wrapped her wound up with the other*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“He misses his boyfriend. I smell like him, tastes like him.” Zoë pressed her face into their side.

[its-gambit]

Still...dats not righ... Do ya want ta cuddle on de couch? Jus relax an watch TV? You can pick.

He's all bark and no bite. I can handle the names but unfortunately I can't harm him without harming Mr heart attack

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nodded her head, clinging around his waist like a child. She sniffled, little tears drooping off her eyelashes.

“Well, clearly he does bite some… now I have a show I wanna watch wit’ ya..”

[its-gambit]

What ya got in mind petite?

*He awkwardly walked with Zoe to the couch and passed her the remote*

Ya know what I mean. He talks big but he won't do it if it's not fun

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë sniffled, wiping some tears from her cheeks. She shook softly.

“He said ‘cause ‘m Remy’s daughter, I’ll taste good. Call ya a pussycat ‘n said he’d tear yo’ face off. I-I panicked, ‘n he played wit’ me. E-Even when I had an anxiety attack - dat’s actually when he attacked.. not okay.”

She clung to him.

[its-gambit]

...Ok yeah something is making him have a tantrum

Ahm sorry Zoe...

*He just hugged her with one hand and wrapped her wound up with the other*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“He misses his boyfriend. I smell like him, tastes like him.” Zoë pressed her face into their side.

[its-gambit]

Still...dats not righ... Do ya want ta cuddle on de couch? Jus relax an watch TV? You can pick.

He's all bark and no bite. I can handle the names but unfortunately I can't harm him without harming Mr heart attack

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë sniffled, wiping some tears from her cheeks. She shook softly.

“He said ‘cause ‘m Remy’s daughter, I’ll taste good. Call ya a pussycat ‘n said he’d tear yo’ face off. I-I panicked, ‘n he played wit’ me. E-Even when I had an anxiety attack - dat’s actually when he attacked.. not okay.”

She clung to him.

[its-gambit]

...Ok yeah something is making him have a tantrum

Ahm sorry Zoe...

*He just hugged her with one hand and wrapped her wound up with the other*

[its-gambit]

Zoë slunk in, looking like a kicked puppy. She shoulder was bleeding, the bite marks look familiar. She sniffled, curling up against Ace.

“Marcus bit me..” She whispered. “Kept calling you ‘n I names..”

The girl looked exhausted and sad.

@impulsive-spitfire

*He sighs and gives her a hug*

Well... I'll patch ya up..sounds like something I'd do when I act up...

Are ya ok?

[its-gambit]

Can I eat them if they're like fruitcake? Sweet flesh?

-Marcus

*sprays water at him*

Non. Ya can't eat da gays unless it's da otha kind of eatin

[impulsive-spitfire]

Why does he keep tryin’ t’ eat me…?

[its-gambit]

Dunno. M'bbe ya smell sweet?

[its-gambit]

Can I eat them if they're like fruitcake? Sweet flesh?

-Marcus

*sprays water at him*

Non. Ya can't eat da gays unless it's da otha kind of eatin

[its-gambit]

on a scale of one to ten,how gay are the X-Men (you included)

Everyone is a stick of butta away from bein a whole damn fruitcake dats for sure

*He chuckles*

Gambit says ten

[bobby-icy-drake]

What is with the sudden influx of horny anons...?

Not that I'm complaining!

[zenaidazog]

I'm pretty busy today so just a simple little Gambit today, he's probably talking to Rogue

[the-forgotten-one1]

I should draw Kurt, Gambit, AND Rogue at some point. I love the dynamic that trio has 🙏

[its-gambit]

Ace - yo’ not gonna be happy wit’ de new I’m bringin’ ya 😅

- @impulsive-spitfire

Try me kit.

.. Seriously try me ah jus hurled a brick at some someone so it can't be dat bad

[impulsive-spitfire]

Gapin’ hole in midsection. I’m very dizzy

[its-gambit]

..... LORD HAVE MERCY ON WHOEVA DID DAT TO YA CAUSE DERE WILL BE BLOODSHED,💢

*He hissed that out and immediately went to grab her to tend to her wound and definitely not take her blood like the first time around.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Woah woah woah… careful careful.. it still hurts. And it’s still crackling.” She said matter of factly, sparks of kinetic energy popping occasionally.

[its-gambit]

*He goes to move more gently to not jostle her. He grabs his handkerchief out of his pocket and puts it on the wound to stop the bleeding while he looks around the room for antiseptic and bandages. He clearly got all puffed up from anger,which kinda looked funny for a guy who could maukyou in seconds*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Bleh.. Ya know, de worst part is de icky feelin’. Not even de blood o’ pain. Jus’ de whole feelin’ like I got de flu. I’m sure many would share my sentiment.” She batted at his poofed up tail.

[its-gambit]

Trust me dey do. Blood loss always has dat feelin.

..Dis gonna sting brace ya self kit.

*He grabbed the antiseptic and poured some on a cotton ball and dabbed it on the wound once he let the handkerchief go. Once he got that cleaned up slightly he put on some bandages around it temporarily*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë gritted her teeth. “Oh fuck..” She grasped onto Ace.

“Dat.. dat stings badly. I need to rest..”

[its-gambit]

Ah warned ya ..

*He chuffed and gently picked her up. To the nest she goes!*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into Ace, now uncomfortable and twitching softly. The sting stuck around for a minute before fading.

“Merci.” She mumbled.

[its-gambit]

Ya welcome kit..

*He entered his room and gently sets her down in the nest and sat on the edge to guard her. While doing that he smooths down his hair and tail the best as he could so he wasn't all puffy. *

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into herself, trying to get comfortable. She tugged at the back of Ace’s shirt, looking up at him with big eyes.

“Feelin’ like de worst flu ever..”

[its-gambit]

*He frowns and outs his hand on her head. She was a bit warmer than usual.*

One sec kit..

*He got up to get a washcloth and drenched it with cold water and wrung it out a bit. He then came back and put it on her forehead to cool her down a bit*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nuzzled into his hand, whining softly as he leaves. She grumbled at the washcloth. It did help since the summer heat crept into this room.

“Do ya halfta sit dere? I want someone t’ lay on.”

[its-gambit]

Didn't want ta lay down an jostle ya. But if ya want dat den ah can lay down

*He awkwardly scooted closer and slowly lays down for her. A personal pillow now.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë laid her head on his chest, curling into him. She was out like a light in seconds, her nose twitching.

[its-gambit]

*He just lays there and kept his guard up,and lifted a bit. His kit. Protecting her while she slept*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Ace..” She mumbled in her sleep. “De best guardian. Fuck off..Eisen. Death gonna get ya.”

She turned over, freeing Ace from his confinement.

[its-gambit]

*He sighs and does a big stretch,but he doesn't move. He's curious..who was that?. His curiosity diminished hearing praise for protecting her. That was still new. It felt nice hearing that.

With a little mrrp,he just kept watch while stretching again. He wasn't going anywhere for a bit.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë woke with a little gasp, and she stretched. A good stretched. The second her eyes landed on Ace, she latched onto him like a koala.

“Hi Ace.” She nuzzled into him.

[its-gambit]

Hey kit. Have a good nap?

*He made a face like he was jostled out of dissociating slightly. She was safe at least and hopefully better*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“It was okay. Everything hurts, and I’m too warm. Maybe Melanie can help later.” She lay on top of him, trying to get comfortable.

[its-gambit]

Dang..tink you got an infection or somethin if it's not betta.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I t’ink it might be from de summer heat. I dunno.”

[its-gambit]

Dunno eitha. But jus rest fo now.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh alright. I hat e restin’, ya know dat? S’like de worst t’ing in de world.” She rolled onto her back, wincing a bit.

[its-gambit]

Ah know. Hate it also.

..Yet again you restin on me ya got no problem wit dat

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well yo’ soft ‘n warm ‘n purr. But when ‘m layin’ on somet’in’ else, t’ings hurt. No warmt’, no purrin’. Jus’ boredom.” She sat up, then made a slight face.

[its-gambit]

Ahm a big cat,course ah purr. It's a cute manipulation tactic ta get people ta lower their guards ta pounce.

*He was joking but he gave a confused face at her own face she made. Did he say something wrong?*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“But you ain’t gonna pounce on me. ‘M too cute t’ eat. Jus’ a little kitten.” She laughed, making another face.

“The pain..” She lifted her shirt to see blood seeping through the bandages. “‘M not sure dis a good fix..”

[its-gambit]

Ya say dat now...

*He didn't finish that sense for his joke. His face fell into concern and sadness,which was was still unusual for his stoic and deadly demeanor he normally had. Though he had that look in his eyes as well when he smelled more blood. *

Da wound is too deep ta burn shut..ya need stitches

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I don’ like stitches. Dey too messy ‘n hurt. Dere has t’ be some ot’er way. Relinquish me t’ de ground o’ somet’in’.” She flopped do dramatically.

[its-gambit]

Well ya could burn it like ah said but it's too risky an dats only a temporary fix...

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well, does burnin’ hurt? Cause I t’ink dat would be fine fo’ now. Maybe someone else could help?”

[its-gambit]

Yeah. Cauterized wounds are jus burning de skin an boilin da blood til da wound closes in on itself

*He got awfully close and looked like he was going to lick the blood off or worse*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh - well if it works, den okay. I can brave it. ‘M good at bravin’ stuff.” She closed her eyes.

“Braved it when I got shish kabobed..”

[its-gambit]

An it's temptin ta taste ya blood but ahm tryin not ta... hold still

*He fishes his lighter out of his pocket and lights it up to cauterize her wound"

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh t’anks Ace. Comfortin’ t’ know you’d hold fo’ me.” She joked dryly.

She glanced at the lighter, swallowing harshly. Zoë’s shoulders bunched up, tensing from the anticipation of pain.

“Can I dig my nails int’ ya?”

[its-gambit]

Ah guess. Jus don' sink em.to da bone.

Cause if ya sink dat far ahm not gonna hold back no mo. An no problem ahm here da comfort an disturb!

*He brought the lighter close to the wound and started to burn it*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Okay.. I won’t touch yo’ bones. You can keep ‘em.” She grabbed Ace’s hand, whining.

She bit into her lip, curling her hand into Ace’s, her nail biting into his skin.

“AH FUCK. OUCH!”

[its-gambit]

Ya doin good,it's closing up jus a few mo minutes!

Jus..no more being stabbed ah hate doin dis!

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I-It wasn’t my decision, but I’ll try no t’.” She grimaced. “Dis can’t be safe, but hospitals don’ like our kind.”

She gripped Ace’s wrist, holding onto him for dear life.

[its-gambit]

Dey did dis in da wars an shit in deadly situations ta not get infections or trench foot,so ya righ bout da safety .

Dey don like anybody,not jus mutants. Sad truth is dey preach bout God and "love thy neighbor" yet havin a different gender gets ya shuned. It's stupid. And dis why everyone on dos planet gonna die and ah will laugh as dey all burn in hell

.. except you an a few otha people. Ya gonna be safe an watch too

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh boy.. if I don’ die from whatcha doin’ right now.” She let go of his wrist, now dazed and begging to fade in and out from the pain. Charred flesh filled the air, a wretched smell compared to the coppery blood.

“I have atoned my sins.. sins dat were fo’ good purposes.” Zoë mumbled.

[its-gambit]

*He finishes sealing her wound and he gently sets her back down in the nest*

Well ya forgiven. Jus Don' move..call Melanie later ta help more ah did what ah could.

[impulsive-spitfire]

She sighed, glad the ordeal was over. Zoë closed her eyes, reaching to grab Ace’s hand. She squeezed it.

“‘M glad t’ have ya. Y-You call whoever, ‘m jus’ gonna rest..”

[its-gambit]

Alrigh...

Glad to have ya too kit

..

Love ya

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë smiled, purring softly. She captured his arm, not letting him have it back. A smile graced her lips.

“I love ya too, Ace. You go report t’ Melanie, ‘n imma sleep.. if you ain’t here when I wake, imma scream.”

[its-gambit]

Alrigh.. don' scream. Me n' Gambit will be back before ya know it kit

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Okay! You best be back.” She relinquished his arm, turning over to fall back asleep as if she haden’t been burned.

[its-gambit]

*He steps away to go to Mel and Lilith. On his way out he mutters:

Women*

[its-gambit]

Ace - yo’ not gonna be happy wit’ de new I’m bringin’ ya 😅

- @impulsive-spitfire

Try me kit.

.. Seriously try me ah jus hurled a brick at some someone so it can't be dat bad

[impulsive-spitfire]

Gapin’ hole in midsection. I’m very dizzy

[its-gambit]

..... LORD HAVE MERCY ON WHOEVA DID DAT TO YA CAUSE DERE WILL BE BLOODSHED,💢

*He hissed that out and immediately went to grab her to tend to her wound and definitely not take her blood like the first time around.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Woah woah woah… careful careful.. it still hurts. And it’s still crackling.” She said matter of factly, sparks of kinetic energy popping occasionally.

[its-gambit]

*He goes to move more gently to not jostle her. He grabs his handkerchief out of his pocket and puts it on the wound to stop the bleeding while he looks around the room for antiseptic and bandages. He clearly got all puffed up from anger,which kinda looked funny for a guy who could maukyou in seconds*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Bleh.. Ya know, de worst part is de icky feelin’. Not even de blood o’ pain. Jus’ de whole feelin’ like I got de flu. I’m sure many would share my sentiment.” She batted at his poofed up tail.

[its-gambit]

Trust me dey do. Blood loss always has dat feelin.

..Dis gonna sting brace ya self kit.

*He grabbed the antiseptic and poured some on a cotton ball and dabbed it on the wound once he let the handkerchief go. Once he got that cleaned up slightly he put on some bandages around it temporarily*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë gritted her teeth. “Oh fuck..” She grasped onto Ace.

“Dat.. dat stings badly. I need to rest..”

[its-gambit]

Ah warned ya ..

*He chuffed and gently picked her up. To the nest she goes!*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into Ace, now uncomfortable and twitching softly. The sting stuck around for a minute before fading.

“Merci.” She mumbled.

[its-gambit]

Ya welcome kit..

*He entered his room and gently sets her down in the nest and sat on the edge to guard her. While doing that he smooths down his hair and tail the best as he could so he wasn't all puffy. *

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into herself, trying to get comfortable. She tugged at the back of Ace’s shirt, looking up at him with big eyes.

“Feelin’ like de worst flu ever..”

[its-gambit]

*He frowns and outs his hand on her head. She was a bit warmer than usual.*

One sec kit..

*He got up to get a washcloth and drenched it with cold water and wrung it out a bit. He then came back and put it on her forehead to cool her down a bit*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nuzzled into his hand, whining softly as he leaves. She grumbled at the washcloth. It did help since the summer heat crept into this room.

“Do ya halfta sit dere? I want someone t’ lay on.”

[its-gambit]

Didn't want ta lay down an jostle ya. But if ya want dat den ah can lay down

*He awkwardly scooted closer and slowly lays down for her. A personal pillow now.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë laid her head on his chest, curling into him. She was out like a light in seconds, her nose twitching.

[its-gambit]

*He just lays there and kept his guard up,and lifted a bit. His kit. Protecting her while she slept*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Ace..” She mumbled in her sleep. “De best guardian. Fuck off..Eisen. Death gonna get ya.”

She turned over, freeing Ace from his confinement.

[its-gambit]

*He sighs and does a big stretch,but he doesn't move. He's curious..who was that?. His curiosity diminished hearing praise for protecting her. That was still new. It felt nice hearing that.

With a little mrrp,he just kept watch while stretching again. He wasn't going anywhere for a bit.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë woke with a little gasp, and she stretched. A good stretched. The second her eyes landed on Ace, she latched onto him like a koala.

“Hi Ace.” She nuzzled into him.

[its-gambit]

Hey kit. Have a good nap?

*He made a face like he was jostled out of dissociating slightly. She was safe at least and hopefully better*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“It was okay. Everything hurts, and I’m too warm. Maybe Melanie can help later.” She lay on top of him, trying to get comfortable.

[its-gambit]

Dang..tink you got an infection or somethin if it's not betta.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I t’ink it might be from de summer heat. I dunno.”

[its-gambit]

Dunno eitha. But jus rest fo now.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh alright. I hat e restin’, ya know dat? S’like de worst t’ing in de world.” She rolled onto her back, wincing a bit.

[its-gambit]

Ah know. Hate it also.

..Yet again you restin on me ya got no problem wit dat

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well yo’ soft ‘n warm ‘n purr. But when ‘m layin’ on somet’in’ else, t’ings hurt. No warmt’, no purrin’. Jus’ boredom.” She sat up, then made a slight face.

[its-gambit]

Ahm a big cat,course ah purr. It's a cute manipulation tactic ta get people ta lower their guards ta pounce.

*He was joking but he gave a confused face at her own face she made. Did he say something wrong?*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“But you ain’t gonna pounce on me. ‘M too cute t’ eat. Jus’ a little kitten.” She laughed, making another face.

“The pain..” She lifted her shirt to see blood seeping through the bandages. “‘M not sure dis a good fix..”

[its-gambit]

Ya say dat now...

*He didn't finish that sense for his joke. His face fell into concern and sadness,which was was still unusual for his stoic and deadly demeanor he normally had. Though he had that look in his eyes as well when he smelled more blood. *

Da wound is too deep ta burn shut..ya need stitches

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I don’ like stitches. Dey too messy ‘n hurt. Dere has t’ be some ot’er way. Relinquish me t’ de ground o’ somet’in’.” She flopped do dramatically.

[its-gambit]

Well ya could burn it like ah said but it's too risky an dats only a temporary fix...

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well, does burnin’ hurt? Cause I t’ink dat would be fine fo’ now. Maybe someone else could help?”

[its-gambit]

Yeah. Cauterized wounds are jus burning de skin an boilin da blood til da wound closes in on itself

*He got awfully close and looked like he was going to lick the blood off or worse*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh - well if it works, den okay. I can brave it. ‘M good at bravin’ stuff.” She closed her eyes.

“Braved it when I got shish kabobed..”

[its-gambit]

An it's temptin ta taste ya blood but ahm tryin not ta... hold still

*He fishes his lighter out of his pocket and lights it up to cauterize her wound"

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh t’anks Ace. Comfortin’ t’ know you’d hold fo’ me.” She joked dryly.

She glanced at the lighter, swallowing harshly. Zoë’s shoulders bunched up, tensing from the anticipation of pain.

“Can I dig my nails int’ ya?”

[its-gambit]

Ah guess. Jus don' sink em.to da bone.

Cause if ya sink dat far ahm not gonna hold back no mo. An no problem ahm here da comfort an disturb!

*He brought the lighter close to the wound and started to burn it*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Okay.. I won’t touch yo’ bones. You can keep ‘em.” She grabbed Ace’s hand, whining.

She bit into her lip, curling her hand into Ace’s, her nail biting into his skin.

“AH FUCK. OUCH!”

[its-gambit]

Ya doin good,it's closing up jus a few mo minutes!

Jus..no more being stabbed ah hate doin dis!

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I-It wasn’t my decision, but I’ll try no t’.” She grimaced. “Dis can’t be safe, but hospitals don’ like our kind.”

She gripped Ace’s wrist, holding onto him for dear life.

[its-gambit]

Dey did dis in da wars an shit in deadly situations ta not get infections or trench foot,so ya righ bout da safety .

Dey don like anybody,not jus mutants. Sad truth is dey preach bout God and "love thy neighbor" yet havin a different gender gets ya shuned. It's stupid. And dis why everyone on dos planet gonna die and ah will laugh as dey all burn in hell

.. except you an a few otha people. Ya gonna be safe an watch too

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh boy.. if I don’ die from whatcha doin’ right now.” She let go of his wrist, now dazed and begging to fade in and out from the pain. Charred flesh filled the air, a wretched smell compared to the coppery blood.

“I have atoned my sins.. sins dat were fo’ good purposes.” Zoë mumbled.

[its-gambit]

*He finishes sealing her wound and he gently sets her back down in the nest*

Well ya forgiven. Jus Don' move..call Melanie later ta help more ah did what ah could.

[impulsive-spitfire]

She sighed, glad the ordeal was over. Zoë closed her eyes, reaching to grab Ace’s hand. She squeezed it.

“‘M glad t’ have ya. Y-You call whoever, ‘m jus’ gonna rest..”

[its-gambit]

Alrigh...

Glad to have ya too kit

..

Love ya

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë smiled, purring softly. She captured his arm, not letting him have it back. A smile graced her lips.

“I love ya too, Ace. You go report t’ Melanie, ‘n imma sleep.. if you ain’t here when I wake, imma scream.”

[its-gambit]

Alrigh.. don' scream. Me n' Gambit will be back before ya know it kit

[its-gambit]

Ace - yo’ not gonna be happy wit’ de new I’m bringin’ ya 😅

- @impulsive-spitfire

Try me kit.

.. Seriously try me ah jus hurled a brick at some someone so it can't be dat bad

[impulsive-spitfire]

Gapin’ hole in midsection. I’m very dizzy

[its-gambit]

..... LORD HAVE MERCY ON WHOEVA DID DAT TO YA CAUSE DERE WILL BE BLOODSHED,💢

*He hissed that out and immediately went to grab her to tend to her wound and definitely not take her blood like the first time around.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Woah woah woah… careful careful.. it still hurts. And it’s still crackling.” She said matter of factly, sparks of kinetic energy popping occasionally.

[its-gambit]

*He goes to move more gently to not jostle her. He grabs his handkerchief out of his pocket and puts it on the wound to stop the bleeding while he looks around the room for antiseptic and bandages. He clearly got all puffed up from anger,which kinda looked funny for a guy who could maukyou in seconds*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Bleh.. Ya know, de worst part is de icky feelin’. Not even de blood o’ pain. Jus’ de whole feelin’ like I got de flu. I’m sure many would share my sentiment.” She batted at his poofed up tail.

[its-gambit]

Trust me dey do. Blood loss always has dat feelin.

..Dis gonna sting brace ya self kit.

*He grabbed the antiseptic and poured some on a cotton ball and dabbed it on the wound once he let the handkerchief go. Once he got that cleaned up slightly he put on some bandages around it temporarily*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë gritted her teeth. “Oh fuck..” She grasped onto Ace.

“Dat.. dat stings badly. I need to rest..”

[its-gambit]

Ah warned ya ..

*He chuffed and gently picked her up. To the nest she goes!*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into Ace, now uncomfortable and twitching softly. The sting stuck around for a minute before fading.

“Merci.” She mumbled.

[its-gambit]

Ya welcome kit..

*He entered his room and gently sets her down in the nest and sat on the edge to guard her. While doing that he smooths down his hair and tail the best as he could so he wasn't all puffy. *

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into herself, trying to get comfortable. She tugged at the back of Ace’s shirt, looking up at him with big eyes.

“Feelin’ like de worst flu ever..”

[its-gambit]

*He frowns and outs his hand on her head. She was a bit warmer than usual.*

One sec kit..

*He got up to get a washcloth and drenched it with cold water and wrung it out a bit. He then came back and put it on her forehead to cool her down a bit*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nuzzled into his hand, whining softly as he leaves. She grumbled at the washcloth. It did help since the summer heat crept into this room.

“Do ya halfta sit dere? I want someone t’ lay on.”

[its-gambit]

Didn't want ta lay down an jostle ya. But if ya want dat den ah can lay down

*He awkwardly scooted closer and slowly lays down for her. A personal pillow now.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë laid her head on his chest, curling into him. She was out like a light in seconds, her nose twitching.

[its-gambit]

*He just lays there and kept his guard up,and lifted a bit. His kit. Protecting her while she slept*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Ace..” She mumbled in her sleep. “De best guardian. Fuck off..Eisen. Death gonna get ya.”

She turned over, freeing Ace from his confinement.

[its-gambit]

*He sighs and does a big stretch,but he doesn't move. He's curious..who was that?. His curiosity diminished hearing praise for protecting her. That was still new. It felt nice hearing that.

With a little mrrp,he just kept watch while stretching again. He wasn't going anywhere for a bit.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë woke with a little gasp, and she stretched. A good stretched. The second her eyes landed on Ace, she latched onto him like a koala.

“Hi Ace.” She nuzzled into him.

[its-gambit]

Hey kit. Have a good nap?

*He made a face like he was jostled out of dissociating slightly. She was safe at least and hopefully better*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“It was okay. Everything hurts, and I’m too warm. Maybe Melanie can help later.” She lay on top of him, trying to get comfortable.

[its-gambit]

Dang..tink you got an infection or somethin if it's not betta.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I t’ink it might be from de summer heat. I dunno.”

[its-gambit]

Dunno eitha. But jus rest fo now.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh alright. I hat e restin’, ya know dat? S’like de worst t’ing in de world.” She rolled onto her back, wincing a bit.

[its-gambit]

Ah know. Hate it also.

..Yet again you restin on me ya got no problem wit dat

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well yo’ soft ‘n warm ‘n purr. But when ‘m layin’ on somet’in’ else, t’ings hurt. No warmt’, no purrin’. Jus’ boredom.” She sat up, then made a slight face.

[its-gambit]

Ahm a big cat,course ah purr. It's a cute manipulation tactic ta get people ta lower their guards ta pounce.

*He was joking but he gave a confused face at her own face she made. Did he say something wrong?*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“But you ain’t gonna pounce on me. ‘M too cute t’ eat. Jus’ a little kitten.” She laughed, making another face.

“The pain..” She lifted her shirt to see blood seeping through the bandages. “‘M not sure dis a good fix..”

[its-gambit]

Ya say dat now...

*He didn't finish that sense for his joke. His face fell into concern and sadness,which was was still unusual for his stoic and deadly demeanor he normally had. Though he had that look in his eyes as well when he smelled more blood. *

Da wound is too deep ta burn shut..ya need stitches

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I don’ like stitches. Dey too messy ‘n hurt. Dere has t’ be some ot’er way. Relinquish me t’ de ground o’ somet’in’.” She flopped do dramatically.

[its-gambit]

Well ya could burn it like ah said but it's too risky an dats only a temporary fix...

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well, does burnin’ hurt? Cause I t’ink dat would be fine fo’ now. Maybe someone else could help?”

[its-gambit]

Yeah. Cauterized wounds are jus burning de skin an boilin da blood til da wound closes in on itself

*He got awfully close and looked like he was going to lick the blood off or worse*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh - well if it works, den okay. I can brave it. ‘M good at bravin’ stuff.” She closed her eyes.

“Braved it when I got shish kabobed..”

[its-gambit]

An it's temptin ta taste ya blood but ahm tryin not ta... hold still

*He fishes his lighter out of his pocket and lights it up to cauterize her wound"

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh t’anks Ace. Comfortin’ t’ know you’d hold fo’ me.” She joked dryly.

She glanced at the lighter, swallowing harshly. Zoë’s shoulders bunched up, tensing from the anticipation of pain.

“Can I dig my nails int’ ya?”

[its-gambit]

Ah guess. Jus don' sink em.to da bone.

Cause if ya sink dat far ahm not gonna hold back no mo. An no problem ahm here da comfort an disturb!

*He brought the lighter close to the wound and started to burn it*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Okay.. I won’t touch yo’ bones. You can keep ‘em.” She grabbed Ace’s hand, whining.

She bit into her lip, curling her hand into Ace’s, her nail biting into his skin.

“AH FUCK. OUCH!”

[its-gambit]

Ya doin good,it's closing up jus a few mo minutes!

Jus..no more being stabbed ah hate doin dis!

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I-It wasn’t my decision, but I’ll try no t’.” She grimaced. “Dis can’t be safe, but hospitals don’ like our kind.”

She gripped Ace’s wrist, holding onto him for dear life.

[its-gambit]

Dey did dis in da wars an shit in deadly situations ta not get infections or trench foot,so ya righ bout da safety .

Dey don like anybody,not jus mutants. Sad truth is dey preach bout God and "love thy neighbor" yet havin a different gender gets ya shuned. It's stupid. And dis why everyone on dos planet gonna die and ah will laugh as dey all burn in hell

.. except you an a few otha people. Ya gonna be safe an watch too

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh boy.. if I don’ die from whatcha doin’ right now.” She let go of his wrist, now dazed and begging to fade in and out from the pain. Charred flesh filled the air, a wretched smell compared to the coppery blood.

“I have atoned my sins.. sins dat were fo’ good purposes.” Zoë mumbled.

[its-gambit]

*He finishes sealing her wound and he gently sets her back down in the nest*

Well ya forgiven. Jus Don' move..call Melanie later ta help more ah did what ah could.

[impulsive-spitfire]

She sighed, glad the ordeal was over. Zoë closed her eyes, reaching to grab Ace’s hand. She squeezed it.

“‘M glad t’ have ya. Y-You call whoever, ‘m jus’ gonna rest..”

[its-gambit]

Alrigh...

Glad to have ya too kit

..

Love ya

[its-gambit]

Ace - yo’ not gonna be happy wit’ de new I’m bringin’ ya 😅

- @impulsive-spitfire

Try me kit.

.. Seriously try me ah jus hurled a brick at some someone so it can't be dat bad

[impulsive-spitfire]

Gapin’ hole in midsection. I’m very dizzy

[its-gambit]

..... LORD HAVE MERCY ON WHOEVA DID DAT TO YA CAUSE DERE WILL BE BLOODSHED,💢

*He hissed that out and immediately went to grab her to tend to her wound and definitely not take her blood like the first time around.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Woah woah woah… careful careful.. it still hurts. And it’s still crackling.” She said matter of factly, sparks of kinetic energy popping occasionally.

[its-gambit]

*He goes to move more gently to not jostle her. He grabs his handkerchief out of his pocket and puts it on the wound to stop the bleeding while he looks around the room for antiseptic and bandages. He clearly got all puffed up from anger,which kinda looked funny for a guy who could maukyou in seconds*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Bleh.. Ya know, de worst part is de icky feelin’. Not even de blood o’ pain. Jus’ de whole feelin’ like I got de flu. I’m sure many would share my sentiment.” She batted at his poofed up tail.

[its-gambit]

Trust me dey do. Blood loss always has dat feelin.

..Dis gonna sting brace ya self kit.

*He grabbed the antiseptic and poured some on a cotton ball and dabbed it on the wound once he let the handkerchief go. Once he got that cleaned up slightly he put on some bandages around it temporarily*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë gritted her teeth. “Oh fuck..” She grasped onto Ace.

“Dat.. dat stings badly. I need to rest..”

[its-gambit]

Ah warned ya ..

*He chuffed and gently picked her up. To the nest she goes!*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into Ace, now uncomfortable and twitching softly. The sting stuck around for a minute before fading.

“Merci.” She mumbled.

[its-gambit]

Ya welcome kit..

*He entered his room and gently sets her down in the nest and sat on the edge to guard her. While doing that he smooths down his hair and tail the best as he could so he wasn't all puffy. *

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë curled into herself, trying to get comfortable. She tugged at the back of Ace’s shirt, looking up at him with big eyes.

“Feelin’ like de worst flu ever..”

[its-gambit]

*He frowns and outs his hand on her head. She was a bit warmer than usual.*

One sec kit..

*He got up to get a washcloth and drenched it with cold water and wrung it out a bit. He then came back and put it on her forehead to cool her down a bit*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë nuzzled into his hand, whining softly as he leaves. She grumbled at the washcloth. It did help since the summer heat crept into this room.

“Do ya halfta sit dere? I want someone t’ lay on.”

[its-gambit]

Didn't want ta lay down an jostle ya. But if ya want dat den ah can lay down

*He awkwardly scooted closer and slowly lays down for her. A personal pillow now.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë laid her head on his chest, curling into him. She was out like a light in seconds, her nose twitching.

[its-gambit]

*He just lays there and kept his guard up,and lifted a bit. His kit. Protecting her while she slept*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Ace..” She mumbled in her sleep. “De best guardian. Fuck off..Eisen. Death gonna get ya.”

She turned over, freeing Ace from his confinement.

[its-gambit]

*He sighs and does a big stretch,but he doesn't move. He's curious..who was that?. His curiosity diminished hearing praise for protecting her. That was still new. It felt nice hearing that.

With a little mrrp,he just kept watch while stretching again. He wasn't going anywhere for a bit.*

[impulsive-spitfire]

Zoë woke with a little gasp, and she stretched. A good stretched. The second her eyes landed on Ace, she latched onto him like a koala.

“Hi Ace.” She nuzzled into him.

[its-gambit]

Hey kit. Have a good nap?

*He made a face like he was jostled out of dissociating slightly. She was safe at least and hopefully better*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“It was okay. Everything hurts, and I’m too warm. Maybe Melanie can help later.” She lay on top of him, trying to get comfortable.

[its-gambit]

Dang..tink you got an infection or somethin if it's not betta.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I t’ink it might be from de summer heat. I dunno.”

[its-gambit]

Dunno eitha. But jus rest fo now.

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh alright. I hat e restin’, ya know dat? S’like de worst t’ing in de world.” She rolled onto her back, wincing a bit.

[its-gambit]

Ah know. Hate it also.

..Yet again you restin on me ya got no problem wit dat

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well yo’ soft ‘n warm ‘n purr. But when ‘m layin’ on somet’in’ else, t’ings hurt. No warmt’, no purrin’. Jus’ boredom.” She sat up, then made a slight face.

[its-gambit]

Ahm a big cat,course ah purr. It's a cute manipulation tactic ta get people ta lower their guards ta pounce.

*He was joking but he gave a confused face at her own face she made. Did he say something wrong?*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“But you ain’t gonna pounce on me. ‘M too cute t’ eat. Jus’ a little kitten.” She laughed, making another face.

“The pain..” She lifted her shirt to see blood seeping through the bandages. “‘M not sure dis a good fix..”

[its-gambit]

Ya say dat now...

*He didn't finish that sense for his joke. His face fell into concern and sadness,which was was still unusual for his stoic and deadly demeanor he normally had. Though he had that look in his eyes as well when he smelled more blood. *

Da wound is too deep ta burn shut..ya need stitches

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I don’ like stitches. Dey too messy ‘n hurt. Dere has t’ be some ot’er way. Relinquish me t’ de ground o’ somet’in’.” She flopped do dramatically.

[its-gambit]

Well ya could burn it like ah said but it's too risky an dats only a temporary fix...

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Well, does burnin’ hurt? Cause I t’ink dat would be fine fo’ now. Maybe someone else could help?”

[its-gambit]

Yeah. Cauterized wounds are jus burning de skin an boilin da blood til da wound closes in on itself

*He got awfully close and looked like he was going to lick the blood off or worse*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh - well if it works, den okay. I can brave it. ‘M good at bravin’ stuff.” She closed her eyes.

“Braved it when I got shish kabobed..”

[its-gambit]

An it's temptin ta taste ya blood but ahm tryin not ta... hold still

*He fishes his lighter out of his pocket and lights it up to cauterize her wound"

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh t’anks Ace. Comfortin’ t’ know you’d hold fo’ me.” She joked dryly.

She glanced at the lighter, swallowing harshly. Zoë’s shoulders bunched up, tensing from the anticipation of pain.

“Can I dig my nails int’ ya?”

[its-gambit]

Ah guess. Jus don' sink em.to da bone.

Cause if ya sink dat far ahm not gonna hold back no mo. An no problem ahm here da comfort an disturb!

*He brought the lighter close to the wound and started to burn it*

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Okay.. I won’t touch yo’ bones. You can keep ‘em.” She grabbed Ace’s hand, whining.

She bit into her lip, curling her hand into Ace’s, her nail biting into his skin.

“AH FUCK. OUCH!”

[its-gambit]

Ya doin good,it's closing up jus a few mo minutes!

Jus..no more being stabbed ah hate doin dis!

[impulsive-spitfire]

“I-It wasn’t my decision, but I’ll try no t’.” She grimaced. “Dis can’t be safe, but hospitals don’ like our kind.”

She gripped Ace’s wrist, holding onto him for dear life.

[its-gambit]

Dey did dis in da wars an shit in deadly situations ta not get infections or trench foot,so ya righ bout da safety .

Dey don like anybody,not jus mutants. Sad truth is dey preach bout God and "love thy neighbor" yet havin a different gender gets ya shuned. It's stupid. And dis why everyone on dos planet gonna die and ah will laugh as dey all burn in hell

.. except you an a few otha people. Ya gonna be safe an watch too

[impulsive-spitfire]

“Oh boy.. if I don’ die from whatcha doin’ right now.” She let go of his wrist, now dazed and begging to fade in and out from the pain. Charred flesh filled the air, a wretched smell compared to the coppery blood.

“I have atoned my sins.. sins dat were fo’ good purposes.” Zoë mumbled.

[its-gambit]

*He finishes sealing her wound and he gently sets her back down in the nest*

Well ya forgiven. Jus Don' move..call Melanie later ta help more ah did what ah could.