Post by Pankaa on Oct 2, 2022 21:53:11 GMT -5
What had he done?
The young Avali would look between looking down at his hands in horror to the back door Dion had ran out of rather abruptly. His paws were still stained with the blood of the Saiyan from all the attempts to help patch him up he'd made just moments prior but all that ended so quickly after the two created a mind-link in order to talk more freely. The corruption that resided within him using it as a chance to further spread itself to other people by attaching some of itself to Dion, causing him to leave in a hurry in response.
He thought it would've been okay, that doing the telepathy talking would've been more helpful to Dion so he wouldn't have to strain his body to talk verbally. When he'd fought Nero back when he was corrupted in the first place he'd had a mind connection then too but nothing bad ever happened to Nero during it so he thought... He thought that Dion too would be safe. But he was wrong and now he'd not only done minimal help for Dion after he'd come crawling for help, but he'd only made things worse for the Saiyan, since he too was now probably suffering the same thing Pankaa was.
His mind was racing, he could feel his older brother's ki signature headed his way now too. The house was a mess with medical supplies strewn about all over the floor and Dion's blood still soaking the couch as well as Pankaa's feathers and clothes, the tap in the kitchen still running with fresh water. Nero would reach their home before Pankaa could clean it all up, he knew it wouldn't look good when he opened that door to see the house in this state and the Avali as he was. The boy would snap out of his horror long enough to start and try to at least shove some of the supplies back into the drawers and the medical drawer itself back to where it belonged in the kitchen, but no amount of water on his paws seemed to get the blood out.
Pankaa was in a panic now as he felt Nero's ki was now on the other side of their front door. There was no time. No time. No time to clean it all up. No time to get away in time either. He wanted to squeeze his eyes shut and just disappear!
Trying to swallow his panic he'd hold his breath and approach the hallway of the entrance to their home, his four ears flattened back against his head with his arms held behind his back to try and hide some of the bloodied mess. Before his brother had even opened the door a dreadful look of guilt filled the Avali's face and he tried to hold back tears thinking of what he'd done to Dion.
He was going to be in so much trouble...
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