Fang was awoken kwa the sound of a knock, the male groaning and kicking the blankets off of his body. He looked over at the clock, it was nearly 8 AM but Fang hadn't been asleep long. The male coughed and spit into the trash can as he walked past, slowly trudging down the stairs. "Finally get to rest without waking up every saa and I get woken up kwa a knock." He grumbled, pulling a shati over his bare chest, unlocking the door. Fang sighed and slowly opened the door, staring down at red hair. "Go home, Tobias." He said, already beginning to shut the door. "Wait!" The red head stuck his foot into the door, prying it back open. "Fletcher wants to see you, right now." He stared, causing Fang to look away from the hetero-chromatic eyes. "I'm not going." He hissed out, pushing against the door and grunting when Tobias pushed with zaidi force. "You can't even keep me out of your own nyumbani because you're so weak!" He gave another shove and Fang stumbled back away from the door, falling back down on the ground. "Why should I?" He asked with a hiss, only resulting in a glare from the red-head. "I think wewe know why, Fang." Tobias stepped in and held out his hand only to have it smacked away. "Fine, but don't touch me." Fang glared. "I'm going to change, I'll be back." He grumbled and walked back up the stairs, having another coughing fit kwa the time he reached the top. The male kneeled in front the trash can he had spit in earlier, coughing into it. He clutched onto the door frame and hit his fist against it before slowly standing once he was finished. The avian changed reluctantly before meeting Tobias back downstairs.
Fang kept his arms across his chest, glaring a hole through Fletcher. "No." He growled out through clenched teeth. "Fang, Jesus Christ. I'm drawing blood, I'm not going to strap wewe to a table. Just a vial and I should be able to run tests and find out what's wrong.." He sighed out as Fang stood to leave. "Not tests on you, your blood. Please, just sit down. Scotty is worried about you, along with everyone else." Fletcher opened a drawer, pulling a syringe. "I'm fine, thanks for your concern." Fang scoffed out, watching the chemist. "You're not, actually. I've known wewe since wewe joined the team." Fletcher grabbed an alcohol pad and a rubber tie. "Your once mizeituni, mzeituni skin is turning an ashen color.. You're wasting away." Fletcher alisema and tied the kit around Fang's bicep, cleaning off the bend of his arm. Fang opened his mouth to speak but was cut off kwa the needle being pushed into his arm. "I would have came and gotten wewe myself, but I needed to set things up." He slowly pulled the needle away once the vial was full with blood, untying the kit. Fletcher dropped a bit of blood onto a microscope slide before shoving the rest into a machine. Tobias stood in the corner, staring off into space. Fang glanced between the two, raising a brow. "What's the deal with the kid?" He asked, earning a shrug from Fletcher who was already glued to a microscope. "No idea, and don't ask why I have non-chemist materials in my office." He hummed out. "This will take a while, you're welcome to nap while we wait." Fang sighed at this, leaning back in the chair. "No worries of that, haven't been sleeping much, either in pain au hacking up blood." Fang sighed. Fletcher was silent as he worked, looking up when the machine beeped. His face was pale as he stared at the paper. He looked back to the slid before looking at Tobias who was staring back. Both Tobias and Fletcher looked in unison at Fang before speaking two words. "Terminal cancer."
I will now be accepting maoni of hatred for what I have done. Also I have no regret of what I have done. Now wewe know, and now, things shall be getting interesting. I felt that this needed one chapter kwa itself, so that's why no one else was brought in.
Fang kept his arms across his chest, glaring a hole through Fletcher. "No." He growled out through clenched teeth. "Fang, Jesus Christ. I'm drawing blood, I'm not going to strap wewe to a table. Just a vial and I should be able to run tests and find out what's wrong.." He sighed out as Fang stood to leave. "Not tests on you, your blood. Please, just sit down. Scotty is worried about you, along with everyone else." Fletcher opened a drawer, pulling a syringe. "I'm fine, thanks for your concern." Fang scoffed out, watching the chemist. "You're not, actually. I've known wewe since wewe joined the team." Fletcher grabbed an alcohol pad and a rubber tie. "Your once mizeituni, mzeituni skin is turning an ashen color.. You're wasting away." Fletcher alisema and tied the kit around Fang's bicep, cleaning off the bend of his arm. Fang opened his mouth to speak but was cut off kwa the needle being pushed into his arm. "I would have came and gotten wewe myself, but I needed to set things up." He slowly pulled the needle away once the vial was full with blood, untying the kit. Fletcher dropped a bit of blood onto a microscope slide before shoving the rest into a machine. Tobias stood in the corner, staring off into space. Fang glanced between the two, raising a brow. "What's the deal with the kid?" He asked, earning a shrug from Fletcher who was already glued to a microscope. "No idea, and don't ask why I have non-chemist materials in my office." He hummed out. "This will take a while, you're welcome to nap while we wait." Fang sighed at this, leaning back in the chair. "No worries of that, haven't been sleeping much, either in pain au hacking up blood." Fang sighed. Fletcher was silent as he worked, looking up when the machine beeped. His face was pale as he stared at the paper. He looked back to the slid before looking at Tobias who was staring back. Both Tobias and Fletcher looked in unison at Fang before speaking two words. "Terminal cancer."
I will now be accepting maoni of hatred for what I have done. Also I have no regret of what I have done. Now wewe know, and now, things shall be getting interesting. I felt that this needed one chapter kwa itself, so that's why no one else was brought in.
Age: 15
Details: Human, white, english
Powers: Red lantern ring, Superhuman strength and durability, advanced skills, knowlage and abilitys.
Story: Kitanas always been different, zaidi angry than different. Her parents kicked her out when she was 5 and she was found and sent to a faster care home. Many familys came and went but she always ended up back at the care home. Over time she just got zaidi outraged at life and how to her everyone seem to think they were better than her. It got to the point where she had tryed to kill herself many a time but Kitana was always caught. Atrocitus, leader of the Red Lanert Corp reached out a hand and saw in her eyes the ture potenial her rage had within.
Personality: Self obssessed and over confident, hot headed and bossy and to be frank stuck up!
Uniform: (I'll draw and post a pic soon!)
Name: Tina Fang
Alias: Nocturne
Appearance: Black hair that reaches her hips, ivory skin, black eyes.
Civvies: Leather dress, black tights.
'Stume: Picture!
Powers: Flight. Invisibilty.
Skills: Sword skills. Lockpicking.
Info: Tina is after her arch enemy, Ren. Who killed her sister, Ivy. And in order to get to Ren's hide-out, an Angel must come with her to guide and help destroy Ren, because he is too powerful to defeat kwa herself.
So, there wewe go! Your welcome Angel Warrior Heart! X3