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Someone To Look Up To [ x ]

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It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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Marvin didn't think about his own injuries since they were fairly minor in comparison to what Vi had. He instead focused on helping his friend, making the board disappear once they stepped off. He then guided Vi inside and helped him settle on the couch before making his way to the kitchen, getting a tall glass of water and a protein bar. He doubted the BMM had done much to feed or hydrate him, and he didn't want to upset his stomach to get upset.

Once he got both things, Marvin came back and held them out to Vi. He then sat down next to him and carefully undid the sleeve that was tied around his leg so that he could access the wound, then began healing it.

Marvin was quiet for the most part, knowing that his friend must be in shock. He could see him taking everything in and didn't want to rush him. There was also the weight of guilt pressing down on him, knowing he was the reason Vi was captured in the first place. It was a side of himself he didn't want his younger friend to really know about, and now he really didn't know what Vi would think of him when this was all over. Was he going to lose the only real friend he made outside of the guys?

"Let me know if you need anything, okay? Pillow, sweater, a nap... we have the guest room, o-or even my room if you're more comfortable with that," Marvin proposed quietly as he healed Vi, not looking at him purely so he could focus on tbe healing.

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Vivian let himself be sat down, watching Marvin go before leaning back against the couch. He close his eyes and let out a soft sigh, just enjoying the plush feeling for what it was. This was so much better than some metal chair, soothing his aching body just a little bit. But he would take what he could get, as he sat up again when Marvin came back.

“Thanks…” he murmured, taking the water and protein bar. Vivian downed half the glass with ease, the feeling on his throat heavenly. He then opened up the snack and took a bite, not realizing a protein bar could be so tasty. Either this brand was really good, or he was a lot hungrier than he realized.

At first, he let Marvin just heal the wound. He watched as it slowly closed up, feeling some of the pain begin to subside. That was a lot that happened in so little time. Or at least, it felt that way. However, now that they were in Marvin’s home and he was starting to have all these signs of being safe again, the questions began to ease back into his mind. Why did they take him? Why did they want Marvin back? What happened with him and this group in the first place? Marvin speaking made him snap out of these thoughts though, looking up at his friend and pondering the options.

“Can… Can we hang out in your room?” he asked quietly. “I… I got really scared back there. I thought they were going to hurt you and.. a-and I just wanna make sure that… I-I don’t know…”

Yes, he did. He just felt weird saying it, especially after being rescued by Marvin. But Vivian was bait and Marvin seemed to act like he belonged back in this group so easily. He wanted to make sure the mage didn’t go back to them.

“We can go there after you heal yourself though… those scrapes are pretty bad…” he then said, looking down at one of the few he could see.

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Marvin finished healing Vi's leg, pulling back and inspecting it just to make sure he hadn't missed anything. He then looked up, inspecting Vi's face for a few moments and seeing where he had been punched. It made the mage frown, wanting to heal those as well. However, before he could ask about it, Vivian spoke up and made his expression soften.

"Yeah, of course, we can hang there," Marvin nodded before looking down at himself. There were a few scrapes on his knees, but most were on his arms. He seemed a little sheepish as he inspected them. Some were pretty easy to see since his entire sleeve was gone. "I, uh... wish I could heal myself, but I can't. I'll just patch them up later, or maybe when we're upstairs... Henrik can take a look at them later."

They weren't all that worried about their own wounds since none of them were that severe. Instead, they pushed themselves up to stand and held a hand out for Vi to take, wanting to make sure he was still okay getting around on his own now that his leg was healed.

"I promise you're safe, though, alright? They're far away now, and neither of us are gonna get hurt now," Marvin assured softly, hoping to at least ease a bit of Vi's worries.

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Vivian frowned a little when told Marvin couldn’t heal himself, having forgotten about that. Hearing that his friend would just patch it up though, he shook his head.

“How about I do it. Henrik can make sure its good later, but you healed me up. Let me help.” Vi replied, doing his best to smile a little. He’d completely forgotten about his face, not knowing it was bruised and having had much more pain in his leg the whole time.

Still, when offered a hand, he slowly got up and let the weight of his body settle back on his leg. It still ached, but that was much better than the fiery pain he had before. So he sent Marvin a little smile taking a few steps and only wincing a little as he sipped on his water. The reassurance made him pause, however, turning to face Marvin again.

“Are… Are you sure about that?” he asked quietly, putting what he was holding down. “I… I know we escaped and that they probably don’t know where you live, but.. they found me. Not to mention, they are actively looking for you and are clearly willing to do a lot to get you back - for some reason.” he then began to explain. “M-Maybe they will leave me alone… but they’re looking for you.”

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"Vi, you've been through a lot, the last thing you need to do is worry about me..." Marvin stated softly, not wanting his friend to push himself. He had just been kidnapped and held hostage for about three days, he needed to focus on himself. "Y-You need to eat and drink and rest... I can do it, don't worry. You've gone through more than enough for my sake."

The last part came out as more of a murmur to himself, but he let it go to help Vi up. He stayed next to the other as they walked, wanting to be there to help or catch him if needed. However, as Vi stopped to face him, Marvin did as well. What he heard made him press his lips together and avert his gaze to the ground.

"I... I know... I've been running from them for a long time now and they still haven't caught me. But it.... it's a lot, I know. You never should've been involved Vi. None of this had anything to do with you and I-... I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve any of that," Marvin began, his chest tightening as images from earlier flashed through his mind; the fear in Vi's eyes, the heartbreak when Marvin pretended to be one of them, the panic and the screaming...

"Let's just... let's get comfortable upstairs. I'll answer any questions you have, just like I said," the mage then stated quietly, continuing to lead the way up to his bedroom.

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Vivian didn’t exactly agree, but the way Marvin spoke about the situation told him to leave it for now. The mage was blaming himself a lot for this, so maybe they just needed to talk this out. Once they got everything on the table, then Vi could help his friend with his injuries. So he walked a bit, then listening as his questions were answered. The apology caught his attention.

“You didn’t kidnap me, Marv. Nothing to be sorry about. We just.. gotta relax.” he replied softly, not holding it against Marvin in the slightest. Yeah, there were a whole lot of questions he wanted answers, but this was very obviously not intended to happen. It was an accident at most and a horrific coincidence at least. Why would he be mad?

Still, when promised answers, he followed Marvin upstairs with ease. He always liked hanging out in his friend’s room. It was so comfortable yet beautiful at the same time. So when he was allowed in, he went to go sit on the bed. Vi grabbed one of the pillows, hugging it to his chest and curling around it a bit. Oh how he missed soft things.

“Okay so… loaded question to start, but I want to know.” Vivian began, clearly eager for some answers. “Why the fuck do they want you so badly? Cause you aren’t like them at all.”

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Marvin walked over to the bedroom with Vi, closing the door behind them and letting his friend get comfortable however he wanted to. He moved to sit across from him on the bed, a feeling of dread beginning to creep up on him. Just as he had suspected, he was sort of regretting his decision to tell Vivian everything, but he also knew that it was the right thing to do. The kid deserved to know the truth.

Hearing that he wasn't like the others at all made Marvin give a small, slightly sad smile. He wanted to believe that so badly, but he was scared that Vi's opinion on that might change once this conversation was over. How could he be so different when he used to be them?

"Right, um, well..." Marvin took in a slow breath, deciding to take this one bit at a time. If Vi wanted history, then he would give it, but the question was about why they wanted him. Too much information at once might make it hard to follow or just overwhelm him, and that was the last thing Marvin wanted to do. "The reason they want me so badly is because I have this... this very powerful dark energy inside of me. It's being kept at bay with this seal that I have on my back."

Marvin pulled his shirt over his head, wincing just a tad at the strain on his injuries, and then turned so his back was facing Vi. Going about halfway down his spine from the base of his neck were what looked like tattoos, rings with different magical symbols and sigils inside.

"This is very old and dark magic that is forbidden because of how dangerous it can be if it's in the wrong hands. Think of it as residual energy from an extremely powerful entity. If someone knows the right incantation and unlocks the seal, the magic inside of me will be set free and just... consume me, essentially. And it will only respond to the person who unlocked the seal..." Marvin explained, turning back around and looking at the shirt he now held in his hands. "They want me because they want this power... to turn me into a weapon, completely under their control - or Derrax, specifically, who's the boss you saw earlier..."

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Vi listened intently for his answer, looking curiously at Marvin as they sat together. He didn’t know what he was expecting, but it certainly was not this sealed away dark magic inside of his friend. Sure, it was probably something related to magic, but something sealed inside and hidden away? That was new.

“…what?” he questioned, beyond confused. He only got more lost when Marvin began taking his shirt off, eyes widening a little in surprised but letting it happen. Then he saw all the symbols lining Marvin’s spine, brows furrowing as he leaned in to get a better look. While he did, he listened intently to what this seal did and why it made then want the mage so badly. Or at least, Derrax wanted him.

“Derrax.. he sounds like a video-game character.” he commented with a little snicker. This guy got him kidnapped, so he deserved to be made fun of a little. “But… that makes sense. So he wants you there because if he breaks the seal, then you will do whatever he says with this ancient magic. That… is horrifying.” Vivian then said, trying not to let it get to him too much. The seal was closed and Derrax was far from here. Everything was fine.

“So how did they find out about you having this seal?” he asked curiously. “Cause it isn’t exactly obvious. You took your shirt off to show me.”

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@cute-and-undead

It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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Marvin didn't think about his own injuries since they were fairly minor in comparison to what Vi had. He instead focused on helping his friend, making the board disappear once they stepped off. He then guided Vi inside and helped him settle on the couch before making his way to the kitchen, getting a tall glass of water and a protein bar. He doubted the BMM had done much to feed or hydrate him, and he didn't want to upset his stomach to get upset.

Once he got both things, Marvin came back and held them out to Vi. He then sat down next to him and carefully undid the sleeve that was tied around his leg so that he could access the wound, then began healing it.

Marvin was quiet for the most part, knowing that his friend must be in shock. He could see him taking everything in and didn't want to rush him. There was also the weight of guilt pressing down on him, knowing he was the reason Vi was captured in the first place. It was a side of himself he didn't want his younger friend to really know about, and now he really didn't know what Vi would think of him when this was all over. Was he going to lose the only real friend he made outside of the guys?

"Let me know if you need anything, okay? Pillow, sweater, a nap... we have the guest room, o-or even my room if you're more comfortable with that," Marvin proposed quietly as he healed Vi, not looking at him purely so he could focus on tbe healing.

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Vivian let himself be sat down, watching Marvin go before leaning back against the couch. He close his eyes and let out a soft sigh, just enjoying the plush feeling for what it was. This was so much better than some metal chair, soothing his aching body just a little bit. But he would take what he could get, as he sat up again when Marvin came back.

“Thanks…” he murmured, taking the water and protein bar. Vivian downed half the glass with ease, the feeling on his throat heavenly. He then opened up the snack and took a bite, not realizing a protein bar could be so tasty. Either this brand was really good, or he was a lot hungrier than he realized.

At first, he let Marvin just heal the wound. He watched as it slowly closed up, feeling some of the pain begin to subside. That was a lot that happened in so little time. Or at least, it felt that way. However, now that they were in Marvin’s home and he was starting to have all these signs of being safe again, the questions began to ease back into his mind. Why did they take him? Why did they want Marvin back? What happened with him and this group in the first place? Marvin speaking made him snap out of these thoughts though, looking up at his friend and pondering the options.

“Can… Can we hang out in your room?” he asked quietly. “I… I got really scared back there. I thought they were going to hurt you and.. a-and I just wanna make sure that… I-I don’t know…”

Yes, he did. He just felt weird saying it, especially after being rescued by Marvin. But Vivian was bait and Marvin seemed to act like he belonged back in this group so easily. He wanted to make sure the mage didn’t go back to them.

“We can go there after you heal yourself though… those scrapes are pretty bad…” he then said, looking down at one of the few he could see.

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Marvin finished healing Vi's leg, pulling back and inspecting it just to make sure he hadn't missed anything. He then looked up, inspecting Vi's face for a few moments and seeing where he had been punched. It made the mage frown, wanting to heal those as well. However, before he could ask about it, Vivian spoke up and made his expression soften.

"Yeah, of course, we can hang there," Marvin nodded before looking down at himself. There were a few scrapes on his knees, but most were on his arms. He seemed a little sheepish as he inspected them. Some were pretty easy to see since his entire sleeve was gone. "I, uh... wish I could heal myself, but I can't. I'll just patch them up later, or maybe when we're upstairs... Henrik can take a look at them later."

They weren't all that worried about their own wounds since none of them were that severe. Instead, they pushed themselves up to stand and held a hand out for Vi to take, wanting to make sure he was still okay getting around on his own now that his leg was healed.

"I promise you're safe, though, alright? They're far away now, and neither of us are gonna get hurt now," Marvin assured softly, hoping to at least ease a bit of Vi's worries.

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Vivian frowned a little when told Marvin couldn’t heal himself, having forgotten about that. Hearing that his friend would just patch it up though, he shook his head.

“How about I do it. Henrik can make sure its good later, but you healed me up. Let me help.” Vi replied, doing his best to smile a little. He’d completely forgotten about his face, not knowing it was bruised and having had much more pain in his leg the whole time.

Still, when offered a hand, he slowly got up and let the weight of his body settle back on his leg. It still ached, but that was much better than the fiery pain he had before. So he sent Marvin a little smile taking a few steps and only wincing a little as he sipped on his water. The reassurance made him pause, however, turning to face Marvin again.

“Are… Are you sure about that?” he asked quietly, putting what he was holding down. “I… I know we escaped and that they probably don’t know where you live, but.. they found me. Not to mention, they are actively looking for you and are clearly willing to do a lot to get you back - for some reason.” he then began to explain. “M-Maybe they will leave me alone… but they’re looking for you.”

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"Vi, you've been through a lot, the last thing you need to do is worry about me..." Marvin stated softly, not wanting his friend to push himself. He had just been kidnapped and held hostage for about three days, he needed to focus on himself. "Y-You need to eat and drink and rest... I can do it, don't worry. You've gone through more than enough for my sake."

The last part came out as more of a murmur to himself, but he let it go to help Vi up. He stayed next to the other as they walked, wanting to be there to help or catch him if needed. However, as Vi stopped to face him, Marvin did as well. What he heard made him press his lips together and avert his gaze to the ground.

"I... I know... I've been running from them for a long time now and they still haven't caught me. But it.... it's a lot, I know. You never should've been involved Vi. None of this had anything to do with you and I-... I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve any of that," Marvin began, his chest tightening as images from earlier flashed through his mind; the fear in Vi's eyes, the heartbreak when Marvin pretended to be one of them, the panic and the screaming...

"Let's just... let's get comfortable upstairs. I'll answer any questions you have, just like I said," the mage then stated quietly, continuing to lead the way up to his bedroom.

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Vivian didn’t exactly agree, but the way Marvin spoke about the situation told him to leave it for now. The mage was blaming himself a lot for this, so maybe they just needed to talk this out. Once they got everything on the table, then Vi could help his friend with his injuries. So he walked a bit, then listening as his questions were answered. The apology caught his attention.

“You didn’t kidnap me, Marv. Nothing to be sorry about. We just.. gotta relax.” he replied softly, not holding it against Marvin in the slightest. Yeah, there were a whole lot of questions he wanted answers, but this was very obviously not intended to happen. It was an accident at most and a horrific coincidence at least. Why would he be mad?

Still, when promised answers, he followed Marvin upstairs with ease. He always liked hanging out in his friend’s room. It was so comfortable yet beautiful at the same time. So when he was allowed in, he went to go sit on the bed. Vi grabbed one of the pillows, hugging it to his chest and curling around it a bit. Oh how he missed soft things.

“Okay so… loaded question to start, but I want to know.” Vivian began, clearly eager for some answers. “Why the fuck do they want you so badly? Cause you aren’t like them at all.”

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@cute-and-undead

It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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Marvin didn't think about his own injuries since they were fairly minor in comparison to what Vi had. He instead focused on helping his friend, making the board disappear once they stepped off. He then guided Vi inside and helped him settle on the couch before making his way to the kitchen, getting a tall glass of water and a protein bar. He doubted the BMM had done much to feed or hydrate him, and he didn't want to upset his stomach to get upset.

Once he got both things, Marvin came back and held them out to Vi. He then sat down next to him and carefully undid the sleeve that was tied around his leg so that he could access the wound, then began healing it.

Marvin was quiet for the most part, knowing that his friend must be in shock. He could see him taking everything in and didn't want to rush him. There was also the weight of guilt pressing down on him, knowing he was the reason Vi was captured in the first place. It was a side of himself he didn't want his younger friend to really know about, and now he really didn't know what Vi would think of him when this was all over. Was he going to lose the only real friend he made outside of the guys?

"Let me know if you need anything, okay? Pillow, sweater, a nap... we have the guest room, o-or even my room if you're more comfortable with that," Marvin proposed quietly as he healed Vi, not looking at him purely so he could focus on tbe healing.

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Vivian let himself be sat down, watching Marvin go before leaning back against the couch. He close his eyes and let out a soft sigh, just enjoying the plush feeling for what it was. This was so much better than some metal chair, soothing his aching body just a little bit. But he would take what he could get, as he sat up again when Marvin came back.

“Thanks…” he murmured, taking the water and protein bar. Vivian downed half the glass with ease, the feeling on his throat heavenly. He then opened up the snack and took a bite, not realizing a protein bar could be so tasty. Either this brand was really good, or he was a lot hungrier than he realized.

At first, he let Marvin just heal the wound. He watched as it slowly closed up, feeling some of the pain begin to subside. That was a lot that happened in so little time. Or at least, it felt that way. However, now that they were in Marvin’s home and he was starting to have all these signs of being safe again, the questions began to ease back into his mind. Why did they take him? Why did they want Marvin back? What happened with him and this group in the first place? Marvin speaking made him snap out of these thoughts though, looking up at his friend and pondering the options.

“Can… Can we hang out in your room?” he asked quietly. “I… I got really scared back there. I thought they were going to hurt you and.. a-and I just wanna make sure that… I-I don’t know…”

Yes, he did. He just felt weird saying it, especially after being rescued by Marvin. But Vivian was bait and Marvin seemed to act like he belonged back in this group so easily. He wanted to make sure the mage didn’t go back to them.

“We can go there after you heal yourself though… those scrapes are pretty bad…” he then said, looking down at one of the few he could see.

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Marvin finished healing Vi's leg, pulling back and inspecting it just to make sure he hadn't missed anything. He then looked up, inspecting Vi's face for a few moments and seeing where he had been punched. It made the mage frown, wanting to heal those as well. However, before he could ask about it, Vivian spoke up and made his expression soften.

"Yeah, of course, we can hang there," Marvin nodded before looking down at himself. There were a few scrapes on his knees, but most were on his arms. He seemed a little sheepish as he inspected them. Some were pretty easy to see since his entire sleeve was gone. "I, uh... wish I could heal myself, but I can't. I'll just patch them up later, or maybe when we're upstairs... Henrik can take a look at them later."

They weren't all that worried about their own wounds since none of them were that severe. Instead, they pushed themselves up to stand and held a hand out for Vi to take, wanting to make sure he was still okay getting around on his own now that his leg was healed.

"I promise you're safe, though, alright? They're far away now, and neither of us are gonna get hurt now," Marvin assured softly, hoping to at least ease a bit of Vi's worries.

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Vivian frowned a little when told Marvin couldn’t heal himself, having forgotten about that. Hearing that his friend would just patch it up though, he shook his head.

“How about I do it. Henrik can make sure its good later, but you healed me up. Let me help.” Vi replied, doing his best to smile a little. He’d completely forgotten about his face, not knowing it was bruised and having had much more pain in his leg the whole time.

Still, when offered a hand, he slowly got up and let the weight of his body settle back on his leg. It still ached, but that was much better than the fiery pain he had before. So he sent Marvin a little smile taking a few steps and only wincing a little as he sipped on his water. The reassurance made him pause, however, turning to face Marvin again.

“Are… Are you sure about that?” he asked quietly, putting what he was holding down. “I… I know we escaped and that they probably don’t know where you live, but.. they found me. Not to mention, they are actively looking for you and are clearly willing to do a lot to get you back - for some reason.” he then began to explain. “M-Maybe they will leave me alone… but they’re looking for you.”

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@cute-and-undead

It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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Marvin didn't think about his own injuries since they were fairly minor in comparison to what Vi had. He instead focused on helping his friend, making the board disappear once they stepped off. He then guided Vi inside and helped him settle on the couch before making his way to the kitchen, getting a tall glass of water and a protein bar. He doubted the BMM had done much to feed or hydrate him, and he didn't want to upset his stomach to get upset.

Once he got both things, Marvin came back and held them out to Vi. He then sat down next to him and carefully undid the sleeve that was tied around his leg so that he could access the wound, then began healing it.

Marvin was quiet for the most part, knowing that his friend must be in shock. He could see him taking everything in and didn't want to rush him. There was also the weight of guilt pressing down on him, knowing he was the reason Vi was captured in the first place. It was a side of himself he didn't want his younger friend to really know about, and now he really didn't know what Vi would think of him when this was all over. Was he going to lose the only real friend he made outside of the guys?

"Let me know if you need anything, okay? Pillow, sweater, a nap... we have the guest room, o-or even my room if you're more comfortable with that," Marvin proposed quietly as he healed Vi, not looking at him purely so he could focus on tbe healing.

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Vivian let himself be sat down, watching Marvin go before leaning back against the couch. He close his eyes and let out a soft sigh, just enjoying the plush feeling for what it was. This was so much better than some metal chair, soothing his aching body just a little bit. But he would take what he could get, as he sat up again when Marvin came back.

“Thanks…” he murmured, taking the water and protein bar. Vivian downed half the glass with ease, the feeling on his throat heavenly. He then opened up the snack and took a bite, not realizing a protein bar could be so tasty. Either this brand was really good, or he was a lot hungrier than he realized.

At first, he let Marvin just heal the wound. He watched as it slowly closed up, feeling some of the pain begin to subside. That was a lot that happened in so little time. Or at least, it felt that way. However, now that they were in Marvin’s home and he was starting to have all these signs of being safe again, the questions began to ease back into his mind. Why did they take him? Why did they want Marvin back? What happened with him and this group in the first place? Marvin speaking made him snap out of these thoughts though, looking up at his friend and pondering the options.

“Can… Can we hang out in your room?” he asked quietly. “I… I got really scared back there. I thought they were going to hurt you and.. a-and I just wanna make sure that… I-I don’t know…”

Yes, he did. He just felt weird saying it, especially after being rescued by Marvin. But Vivian was bait and Marvin seemed to act like he belonged back in this group so easily. He wanted to make sure the mage didn’t go back to them.

“We can go there after you heal yourself though… those scrapes are pretty bad…” he then said, looking down at one of the few he could see.

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It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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"Okay, good," Marvin nodded to himself, continuing to search along the wall. When he seemed to find what he was looking for, he stopped and kept his finger over it. "It's still here..."

With the help of his magic, Marvin was able to pull out a chunk of the wall. It wasn't very big, just enough for someone to crawl through, and it seemed to lead to an underground tunnel. The piece of concrete wall was placed carefully on the ground, trying not to make a sound.

"Alright, you go in first. It's a one-way tunnel that goes several feet straight ahead. The exit is covered by a big heavy rock but I'll use my magic to move it," Marvin stated, making his way over to Vi to help him up and guide him towards the tunnel, then helping to lower him to the ground so he could crawl. "I need to shut the entrance behind us but I'll be coming right behind you."

Marvin waited for Vi to start crawling before crouching down and following behind, using his magic to help him place the chunk of wall back in place. It fit perfectly, almost like it was never broken to begin with. He kept his magic going, acting as a light source as they crawled, and then to move the big rock at the top of their exit.

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Vivian watched with wide eyes as Marvin pulled a big chunk out of the wall. Even with magic to help with the strength needed, it was still a shock that it was being done at all. How was that just… there? Only more questions he had to save for later, it seemed. So he listened instead, letting Marvin help him up.

“Okay.. I’ll just crawl then and let you move it.” he agreed, limping his way over to the hole with Marvin. When he was set down, Vivian made his way in. It was odd to be crawling through some dark hole in the wall, but he supposed it could be weirder. So he got to crawling, keeping his heavy breaths quiet and doing his best to make his way to the end. It was hard to tell where the end of the tunnel was, squinting in the dark. The magic soon lighting the way was very helpful, though.

As the rock was moved, Vivian crawled out and over to the side. He sat on the ground, not about to stand up without some kind of help. When Marvin crawled out though, he sent him a nervous smile.

“Okay… we’re out.” he huffed, feeling a little tired out now. “Is.. Is this it? Are we home free?”

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Marvin followed Vi through the tunnel, heart hammering against his ribcage. They were so close to making it out without being spotted, he could only hope that they would make it home this way as well.

Once Vi crawled out of the tunnel, Marvin followed and used magic to place the rock back over the hole. Last time he did this, it was in the dead of night, so there were less chances of being spotted. However, they were in broad daylight now. And it seemed like the universe wasn't making that easy for them, Vi's voice being heard by some guards that were patroling the grounds. Marvin ducked toward the ground, placing a hand over Vi's mouth and keeping a watchful eye.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The sound of Vi's voice, on top of Marvin's dark clothing against the green of the bushes and trees around them, seemed to blow their cover.

"They're on the move!" One guard yelled. "Get them!"

"Dammit! Okay, Vi, you stay right there. I'll be right back," Marvin said in a hushed tone before rushing out towards the two guards that were headed their way.

Magic was being thrown back and forth, spells shot in every direction as Marvin dodged blows and deflected them with his own. It was almost like he became a cat with his agility, pouncing left and right and almost always landing on his feet. The guards were skilled but Marvin's goal wasn't to kill them, it was just to knock them down long enough to get away. So, after a few close calls and some nasty scrapes from sliding on pavement, Marvin managed to pin them down with a spell, giving him an opening. More guards began to rush out the front door but the mage didn't stick around do try and fight them, instead summoning his hoverboard and rushing towards Vi.

"Take my hand and get on, quick! We gotta go now!" He called out, reaching his hand out for his friend.

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Vivian sucked in a breath when a hand suddenly pressed against his mouth, eyes widening. Shit, should he not have said anything? It was hard to see if anyone was nearby with all the trees and bushes, so he assumed they were alone. That was a bad call to make though, especially in the state he was in.

So when they were found, Vi flashed Marvin an apologetic look. He didn’t mean to expose where they were. It was an accident. But that didn’t change the fact that they were found, so he let Marvin go. Vivian kept his mouth shut and just nodded with wide eyes, watching his friend rush off and pressing himself against the building.

Though, what he watched was incredibly impressive. He never saw a fight between magic users like this before, stunned by the amount of agility and precision Marvin was using to fight these guards. He was so fast, almost cat-like in his movements, and Vivian would’ve been cheering if they weren’t in life-threatening danger. Instead, he just let his mouth drop open a bit in shock as the guards were knocked down.

When told to hurry on the board Marvin made, Vivian scrambled to get up. Pain shot through him, needing to put full pressure on his leg, but he didn’t care about that right now. Instead he firmly held Marvin’s hand and got on the board, then holding on tight. Suddenly, he was very glad that he wasn’t afraid of heights.

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Marvin grabbed Vivian and pulled him onto the board, holding him tight and using the magic to keep his feet secured to the board, just like his own. He then rushed out between the trees and into the sky, the voices of the guards yelling becoming smaller until they disappeared completely.

After a bit, things seemed almost peaceful. They were soaring across the sky and nothing could be heard except the wind blowing past them. Marvin took in a slow breath, then exhaled in the same manner. That was stressful, even for him. A few close calls, to say the least. He could only imagine how freaked out Vi must feel.

"We're almost home... just hang in a little longer," he said softly.

Once the house was within view, Marvin swooped down to the front door and stopped the board just a few inches above ground. He then stepped off, holding his hand out for Vi to take so he could support him while going into the house.

"I'll get you some water and a protein bar, then I'll heal your leg. We'll just set you down on the couch," he instructed, speaking much more quietly now that they were out of that horrible environment.

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Vivian was quiet as they took off, looking back and watching as the building got further and further away. Standing felt awful but he was just happy to be out of there. It meant he was quiet still as they flew, holding onto Marvin and just processing everything. He was outside again after being taken captive for at least a day, not really having a concept of time while he was in there. And apparently Marvin used to be involved in this group, but was now not? What kind of group was this if they just kidnapped people for leverage!?

He was taken out of his thoughts as Marvin spoke up, looking over at him and nodding a bit as he set his chin on the other’s shoulder. As many questions as he had, what came flooding through him the most was relief. Both of them made it out in one piece and he was just happy to be able to hug his friend again.

When they got to the house, Vivian watched Marvin get off first before very carefully taking his hand and stepping off. The assistance was incredibly appreciated, as well as the quiet tone, but he was a little too in shock to say a whole lot.

“Th-Thank you…” he managed quietly, keeping his hand firmly in Marvin’s. It was almost hard to believe he was back at the house again, everything having happened so fast. But he just sat with that feeling, letting himself look around and take in the space as he was brought inside and to the couch.

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It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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"Okay, good," Marvin nodded to himself, continuing to search along the wall. When he seemed to find what he was looking for, he stopped and kept his finger over it. "It's still here..."

With the help of his magic, Marvin was able to pull out a chunk of the wall. It wasn't very big, just enough for someone to crawl through, and it seemed to lead to an underground tunnel. The piece of concrete wall was placed carefully on the ground, trying not to make a sound.

"Alright, you go in first. It's a one-way tunnel that goes several feet straight ahead. The exit is covered by a big heavy rock but I'll use my magic to move it," Marvin stated, making his way over to Vi to help him up and guide him towards the tunnel, then helping to lower him to the ground so he could crawl. "I need to shut the entrance behind us but I'll be coming right behind you."

Marvin waited for Vi to start crawling before crouching down and following behind, using his magic to help him place the chunk of wall back in place. It fit perfectly, almost like it was never broken to begin with. He kept his magic going, acting as a light source as they crawled, and then to move the big rock at the top of their exit.

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Vivian watched with wide eyes as Marvin pulled a big chunk out of the wall. Even with magic to help with the strength needed, it was still a shock that it was being done at all. How was that just… there? Only more questions he had to save for later, it seemed. So he listened instead, letting Marvin help him up.

“Okay.. I’ll just crawl then and let you move it.” he agreed, limping his way over to the hole with Marvin. When he was set down, Vivian made his way in. It was odd to be crawling through some dark hole in the wall, but he supposed it could be weirder. So he got to crawling, keeping his heavy breaths quiet and doing his best to make his way to the end. It was hard to tell where the end of the tunnel was, squinting in the dark. The magic soon lighting the way was very helpful, though.

As the rock was moved, Vivian crawled out and over to the side. He sat on the ground, not about to stand up without some kind of help. When Marvin crawled out though, he sent him a nervous smile.

“Okay… we’re out.” he huffed, feeling a little tired out now. “Is.. Is this it? Are we home free?”

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Marvin followed Vi through the tunnel, heart hammering against his ribcage. They were so close to making it out without being spotted, he could only hope that they would make it home this way as well.

Once Vi crawled out of the tunnel, Marvin followed and used magic to place the rock back over the hole. Last time he did this, it was in the dead of night, so there were less chances of being spotted. However, they were in broad daylight now. And it seemed like the universe wasn't making that easy for them, Vi's voice being heard by some guards that were patroling the grounds. Marvin ducked toward the ground, placing a hand over Vi's mouth and keeping a watchful eye.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The sound of Vi's voice, on top of Marvin's dark clothing against the green of the bushes and trees around them, seemed to blow their cover.

"They're on the move!" One guard yelled. "Get them!"

"Dammit! Okay, Vi, you stay right there. I'll be right back," Marvin said in a hushed tone before rushing out towards the two guards that were headed their way.

Magic was being thrown back and forth, spells shot in every direction as Marvin dodged blows and deflected them with his own. It was almost like he became a cat with his agility, pouncing left and right and almost always landing on his feet. The guards were skilled but Marvin's goal wasn't to kill them, it was just to knock them down long enough to get away. So, after a few close calls and some nasty scrapes from sliding on pavement, Marvin managed to pin them down with a spell, giving him an opening. More guards began to rush out the front door but the mage didn't stick around do try and fight them, instead summoning his hoverboard and rushing towards Vi.

"Take my hand and get on, quick! We gotta go now!" He called out, reaching his hand out for his friend.

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Vivian sucked in a breath when a hand suddenly pressed against his mouth, eyes widening. Shit, should he not have said anything? It was hard to see if anyone was nearby with all the trees and bushes, so he assumed they were alone. That was a bad call to make though, especially in the state he was in.

So when they were found, Vi flashed Marvin an apologetic look. He didn’t mean to expose where they were. It was an accident. But that didn’t change the fact that they were found, so he let Marvin go. Vivian kept his mouth shut and just nodded with wide eyes, watching his friend rush off and pressing himself against the building.

Though, what he watched was incredibly impressive. He never saw a fight between magic users like this before, stunned by the amount of agility and precision Marvin was using to fight these guards. He was so fast, almost cat-like in his movements, and Vivian would’ve been cheering if they weren’t in life-threatening danger. Instead, he just let his mouth drop open a bit in shock as the guards were knocked down.

When told to hurry on the board Marvin made, Vivian scrambled to get up. Pain shot through him, needing to put full pressure on his leg, but he didn’t care about that right now. Instead he firmly held Marvin’s hand and got on the board, then holding on tight. Suddenly, he was very glad that he wasn’t afraid of heights.

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It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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"Okay, good," Marvin nodded to himself, continuing to search along the wall. When he seemed to find what he was looking for, he stopped and kept his finger over it. "It's still here..."

With the help of his magic, Marvin was able to pull out a chunk of the wall. It wasn't very big, just enough for someone to crawl through, and it seemed to lead to an underground tunnel. The piece of concrete wall was placed carefully on the ground, trying not to make a sound.

"Alright, you go in first. It's a one-way tunnel that goes several feet straight ahead. The exit is covered by a big heavy rock but I'll use my magic to move it," Marvin stated, making his way over to Vi to help him up and guide him towards the tunnel, then helping to lower him to the ground so he could crawl. "I need to shut the entrance behind us but I'll be coming right behind you."

Marvin waited for Vi to start crawling before crouching down and following behind, using his magic to help him place the chunk of wall back in place. It fit perfectly, almost like it was never broken to begin with. He kept his magic going, acting as a light source as they crawled, and then to move the big rock at the top of their exit.

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Vivian watched with wide eyes as Marvin pulled a big chunk out of the wall. Even with magic to help with the strength needed, it was still a shock that it was being done at all. How was that just… there? Only more questions he had to save for later, it seemed. So he listened instead, letting Marvin help him up.

“Okay.. I’ll just crawl then and let you move it.” he agreed, limping his way over to the hole with Marvin. When he was set down, Vivian made his way in. It was odd to be crawling through some dark hole in the wall, but he supposed it could be weirder. So he got to crawling, keeping his heavy breaths quiet and doing his best to make his way to the end. It was hard to tell where the end of the tunnel was, squinting in the dark. The magic soon lighting the way was very helpful, though.

As the rock was moved, Vivian crawled out and over to the side. He sat on the ground, not about to stand up without some kind of help. When Marvin crawled out though, he sent him a nervous smile.

“Okay… we’re out.” he huffed, feeling a little tired out now. “Is.. Is this it? Are we home free?”

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It was the third day since Vi was missing. He hadn't shown up to his shifts with Chase, which was reason alone to be concerned - especially because he didn't reach out to warn anyone of his absence. Knowing the kind of things Vi did after hours, it made Marvin worry. He tried not to overthink it too much but also kept an eye out for his younger friend as he went about his day. It wasn't until a member of the BMM directly approached Marvin and told him what happened that the mage finally clued in.

Vi was at the BMM hideout, being held hostage.

Marvin moved as quickly as he possibly could, trying to come up with a plan to get his friend out without risking them both dying. He couldn't take on every other mage in the hideout on his own, so the only other option was to walk right in as one of them. As much as he hated doing it Marvin didn't see any other option. So he pulled out his old black cat mask and made his way over.

While this all took place, Vi was being held in the basement of the hideout, a group of mages keeping watch over him to make sure he didn't try anything. They had him shackled to a big metal chair and were threatening him if he tried to escape. A few punches had been thrown already, but one mage in particular seemed to be wanting more.

"Can't believe he's hangin' out with a kid like this. He thinks he can run off and have a normal life? What a joke," the mage scoffed, flipping a dagger in his hand and pointing the tip at Vi's neck. "What's so special about you anyway, huh? I could snap you like a toothpick."

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Marvin glanced briefly at Vi as he heard his name and, once again, his heart seemed to sink into his stomach. Curse these damned magic fuckers. He hated them - every single one, and Derrax most of all. He wished he could send him some sort of signal that things would be okay, that he would get them out safely, but he couldn't risk it. However, he did notice the way Vi seemed to look at the wall rather than Derrax, which made a horrible realization settle in Marvin's mind.

The spirits. There must be so many spirits here because of all the people the BMM killed... even more of a reason to get Vi out as quickly as possible.

"I must say, I'm impressed. You seem to have switched on a dime," Derrax pointed out calmly, walking towards Marvin and Vi. He stopped when he stood in front of the other mage, looking him over briefly. "What made you decide to come back?"

"I realized that I can't run from what I am... I serve a purpose here, I'm needed here, and that's something I will never find out there," Marvin stated, gesturing vaguely towards the world outside the hideout. "I can play pretend all I want, try to make friends and form a family... but I will never truly be a part of that life. It just wasn't meant for me..."

While these were really just words to try and sound convincing to Derrax, they stemmed from a place deep within Marvin's heart. They were fears, worries, anxieties, the dark thoughts they had of not fitting in or someday losing everything they had. The fact that they had come from somewhere inside of him made them more believable.

"That's right... I'm glad you finally understand. You don't belong out there, boy. You were raised to be a weapon for us - not everyone gets that opportunity," Derrax stated with a sadistic grin, reaching over and gripping Marvin's shoulder. He had to try not to flinch at the contact, failing but just barely. "We have a lot of work to catch up on. I expect a lot from you. Don't disappoint me - you know what happens when you do..."

"Yes, Boss... I won't disappoint you," Marvin responded emotionlessly.

Derrax seemed satisfied, pulling his hand back and beginning to walk back towards the stairs.

"We start tomorrow. Go and find yourself a room in the meantime," he said before disappearing up to the main floor, leaving Vi with Marvin who now stared blankly at the wall.

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Vivian quickly switched his gaze to Derrax as the man came into view, swallowing thickly at the sight of him and watching as he spoke to Marvin. He might be tied down but Vi still didn’t want any harm to come to his friend. As he listened in though, he wondered if worrying about Derrax’s actions was the rught call.

Not being cut out for having family and friends? Playing pretend? What purpose did this hellhole give him that the others couldn’t? Because of that purpose was doing to others what the other mages had been doing to him for days now, that didn’t fit Marvin in the slightest. Sure, he did crimefighting with Jayden apparently, but Marvin was too much of a lover to be torturing innocent people. The magician he knew was sweet and kind, a little anxious, and had a big heart. The guy that was instead being described and presented, it felt like a stranger…

So when Derrax left them both with a looming threat of punishment for Marvin, Vi was stunned into silence for a moment. His breathing was starting to relax a little, more so panting than gasping for air now.

“I… what the fuck…” Vi managed quietly, letting his head fall back in the chair now that it was just him and Marvin. “Why are you… who was… I just… I am so lost.” Where did he even start with asking about any of this? There was so much to wrap his head around and it was hard to do that with the state of his mind. Not to mention, his leg felt like it was on fire.

“I.. I know that I was bait.. they told me they wanted you…” he managed to begin. “But I… I thought it was crazy talk. I-I mean you do not fit this place, Marv. L-Like… not at all. And then you come in with this new mask a-and dressed like them and I just… a-are you still you? Or… Or are we staying here…”

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Marvin was honestly afraid to look at Vi again now that the two of them were alone. He had scared his friend and put him in so much danger - he wouldn't be surprised if Vi was pissed at him after this. So he was quiet, letting Vi have his moment and completely understanding all the confusion that was expressed. However, towards the end, he finally got himself to look his friend in the eye.

"We are absolutely not staying here. I'm getting you home as quickly as possible - and yes... I-I'm still me... I promise," he assured, that seeming to have snapped him out of it. He needed to move quickly. However, one look at Vi's leg told Marvin that there was still risk of bleeding out if they came across some complications, so he decided to address that first. "I-It's a lot to explain, and we don't really have the luxury of time right now. Let's just focus on getting out of here first, okay? Questions can come later - and I promise I will answer every single one honestly."

Okay, maybe he would regret that later, but dammit, Vi deserved to know. Besides, there wasn't much point in trying to hide the horrible, blatant reality of things.

Marvin reached up for his shirt sleeve, gripping the seam and using his magic to help him rip it off. He then crouched in front of Vi and slid the detached sleeve under his leg.

"I'm going to wrap this to try and slow the bleeding. It's going to hurt, I'm sorry," he warned before wrapping it around the wound and tying it tightly enough to reduce the blood pouring out. He then immediately moved onto the shackles that were keeping Vi tied to the chair, using his magic to rapidly unlock each one. "There's a room down the hall from here where there's a secret exit. If we can get out from there without getting spotted, we're home free. This will require you to walk, but I'll help support you until we make it outside."

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Vivian grew quiet as Marvin began to answer the questions he gave, sniffling a little as he nodded along. Okay, they were both getting out of here. He could save the questions for later if they were getting out now, just happy that they were able to leave this place. He didn’t even know where they were, just knowing that he was still in the same basement he woke up in what he assumed was a few days ago.

“Y.Yeah… okay, I can wait.” he agreed between pants. “E-Every question, though. All of them.” Vi then confirmed. He still loved and cared for Marvin like he did any of his friends, but it seemed like his friend was part of the reason he ended up here. And now he had a real deep injury after being kidnapped, so he wanted complete honesty. This whole situation had no room for excuses.

He then let Marvin try and treat the wound how he was able to, nodding briefly and gasping as he tried to stifle his cry of pain. God, that really fucking hurt. It wasn’t the first time he’d had a wound tied off like that, but it certainly never got easier.

The shackles came off soon after, Vivian watching as they magically unlocked and quickly sliding out of each one. He shook out his hands, doing the same to his good leg just to get the blood flowing again. He was not looking forward to having to walk, but they needed to get out somehow.

“I-I’ll go as fast as I can.” he replied, slowly standing up from the chair and keeping his lips locked to hide the groan that escaped him. Okay, less pressure on that leg. He could do that. So when he was able to, he leaned into Marvin, keeping an arm around his friend. Immediately it felt better, really glad that he was able to have his help. “O-Okay… lead the way.”

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While Marvin wanted to just hold Vi close and apologize until he ran out of breath, they couldn't stop to do that right now. That made him go into his automatic escape mode because the moment he let himself really feel his emotions, he wouldn't be able to focus. That would mess everything up.

Marvin gave Vi the time to adjust and stand up, quickly wrapping an arm around his friend's waist and holding one arm around his shoulders to keep him up. They would move a little slower, but that was okay. They just had to time things right.

"Alright, here goes nothing..." Marvin murmured.

He walked Vi to the other side of the room across from the staircase where there was another doorway, leading into a long hallway of rooms where members slept. Thankfully, it was mid-day, so the chances of anyone being in that area were slim. After opening the door, Marvin continued to support Vi as they slowly made it down the hallway, the magician glancing around at any sound.

"Alright, almost there..." he encouraged as they got closer to the end of the hall. Once they reached one specific door, Marvin pressed his ear to it and made sure no one was inside. It seemed to be empty, so he opened the door to reveal a vacant room with a small bed for one person and a bedside table. "Good, doesn't look like anyone's staying here. Should go smoothly from here."

Marvin brought Vi into the room and then set him on the bed for the moment. He had to open the secret exit with both hands.

"We're going to have to crawl a little bit. Think you can do that?" He asked, walking towards the corner of the room and sliding his hand against the wall, almost as if he was looking for something.

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Vivian began to walk with Marvin as best as he could. Having someone to lean on did help a lot, even if it didn’t ease the pain or discomfort completely. Still, it was enough where the pain he did feel was pushed through with heavy breaths instead of cries. They could do this, he just had to power through it.

As they walked down the hall, Vivian was looking around. He was terrified of someone spotting them, of taking Marvin away and locking him back in the chair. They were willing to stab him once, so who was to say they wouldn’t do worse. Not to mention the looming threat Derrax put over Marvin. He didn’t know what this boss guy was capable of and he didn’t want to find out.

Marvin seemed to know which door to find though, letting him listen in and watching as it was opened up. This was just… some bedroom. How was the exit in here? They were in the basement, so it wasn’t like there was a window they could leave out of. Not to mention, why the bedroom? Was this…?

No. Escaping now, questions later.

So he sat on the bed, enjoying the bit of relief that came with that as Marvin felt over the wall. What he was looking for? Vivian had no idea.

“Yeah… Yeah, I can crawl.” he replied quietly, afraid they would be heard if he was too loud.