Is That Take Out, or are You Just Happy to See Me? (Open)

This was one of the few times that Lexia was apart from Sly. It was a little sad to her that he wasn't exactly around at the moment, but she tried to shove it aside. With a small smile, Lexia would push the thought away. She was able to handle being away. Probably. This was one of the first times she also went without Nithya, and she felt partially empty. Don't worry tiny thing, I'll make sure no one cuts you into pieces and feeds you to the dogs! The voice spoke cheerfully, and Lexia almost shook her head. That thing really was crazy.

No I'm not!

With a shake of her head, Lexia adjusted the leather gloves that she wore over her hands. The blood stones brimmed with their energy, and the void stone in her arm filled them quite happily with power. So much that Lexia was inwardly grateful that she couldn't use it all. If she could... Lex doubted that there would be a human left. But that was her thoughts, it was highly unlikely that she would be able to do that. With a small sigh, she approached a small shop, her hands slipping into a pocket to try and take out some loose change.

She was about to open the door and step in when someone burst from it, before inhaling a rather large lungful of air. With a startled expression on her face, Lexia quickly walked over to them. For once, she would try to be nice.

"Hey, are you alright?" She asked them, noticing the bags in their hands from purchasing their goods. "Do you need to sit down?" She further inquired, a look of concern sparking in her eyes. There she would try and aid them, depending on if they tried to brush her away. If they did, she would be slightly taken aback, but offer her assistance if he (she was assuming it was a he) needed help.

For a few moments, Lexia would regret the initial offer to help him. He stared at her, like she had grown another head or something. She had never met him before, and she slowly withdrew a hand which she was going to extend towards him. Maybe it was for the best if she left him alone.

However, those thoughts of doubt would vanish straight away as he readjusted the items which he carried, offering her an almost forced smile. Lexia didn’t know if it was forced or not, but she had guessed that it was. Lexia didn’t comment on the feathers which he had, figuring that it would be somewhat rude of her if she did. After all, no one questioned her pet as to why it had feathers across his neck and tail, so what kind of person would she be if she had the arrogance to question someone else?

You would be a beautiful crimson body on the floor~! Lexia shuddered inwardly, trying to box the voice.

Lexia smiled at his seemingly old and rather awkwardly placed words. She respected that he seemed to have a tendency to speak like this, it seemed natural to him, so what sort of person would she be if she decided to pick on him for it? Besides, it wasn't really a concern of hers.

"I can understand where you are coming from, however, are you sure that you are alright? You seem... incredibly on edge. Would you like some help carrying your things home while you catch yourself?" Lexia offered again, inwardly half hoping that her offer wouldn't be rejected. She splayed her hands, the slight bulge of the bracelet and ring a little more obvious than she liked. "I have no pressing matters to attend, and it would seem like you need a little bit of a hand. Just for the moment." Lexia explained, before almost facepalming. She was being a little out of character, most likely due to an internal agitation of people being around her. There were too many around. Too many which could be trying to hunt her down for the bounty on her head.

She shuddered.

But now that she thought about it, he seemed just as out of place as she did, especially with the feathers across his eyes.

"My name's Lexia by the way..." She added as an afterthought, a small and gentle smile on her face.

(Sorry if I got the feathers wrong!!)

Lexia's face softened as he made the compliment, biting her cheek a little. He had a way with words, however, they did seem a little forced. She didn't know how to respond for a few moments as he spoke, however, he seemed agitated. Was it agitation? Or was it something else? She was a little puzzled as he seemed to be pained, just by how he looked. For a few moments, Lexia considered trying to get Sly in to see if he could help this poor man in front of her.

She was partially thankful that he eventually, although partially reluctantly, half seemed to accept her offer to help. He requested to sit down, and Lexia inclined her head politely to indicate the seats which they were near. If he allowed her too, she would follow him to the bench and sit down on the opposing side.

From there, a small silence came between them as Cedric massaged his temples, trying to get the headache to leave him. Lexia frowned, she assumed it was a headache. Would pain killers help? With a small shrug, she dug into her pockets to retrieve a small silver strip, with four small tablets left in there. The other eight were gone, leaving a broken seal of foil behind them. From there, she would hold them in her gloved hand for a few moments. "Do you need some painkiller?" She asked gently, before showing him the strip of broken silver. "If you need them, you can have some. They are rather strong though, be careful of that." Lexia advised, with a small smile.

Why do you help people~ It's sooooo annoying! You shouldn't help them, instead, let ME have some fun with them! You know it'll be great! The voice cackled, causing Lex to slightly sigh. JUST SHUT UP! She scolded it.

Its laugh was the only thing she got in reply.

Lexia was, at first, incredibly interested as to the fact that he stated the drugs wouldn't work on him. A smile crossed her face as he stated that the strongest barrels of alcohol would barely be enough to make him be influenced by the alcohol. He had begun to go straight into explaining what had once gone on in his past, a story, and Lexia was instantly interested, a genuine smile on her face. However, when he cut himself off after realizing that he was somewhat droning, Lexia's face slightly dimmed with her smile. She would have loved to hear the rest of the story, however, she was much more impressed that he gave her a genuine and seemingly fond smile.

At the explanation that he simply needed rest, Lexia would slightly nod her head to acknowledge him. However, right after he had said those words, he took a deep breath. She frowned, was he lying to her? She shrugged it off, not blaming him if he did. After all, he only just met her. It wouldn't make sense to trust someone straight away.

Lexia slipped the medication back into her pocket. "Oh no! It's absolutely fine! If it doesn't help, it doesn't help. It's as simple as that." She said with a little bit of a shrug.

She gently gave him a smile after he had broken a silence which had fallen over them. "There's nothing to say sorry for, you haven't hindered or hurt me at all."

He mightn't be able to hurt you~ But I certainly could~ Without a doubt in my mind! However, that requires effort, and I'm still weak... so I'll let you off this time.

Lexia would slightly frown, before sighing. "I'm assuming that you don't hear the little crazy voice?" She asked him randomly, then realized that without an explanation she would seem insane. But how was she meant to explain it to him? If he found out just who exactly she was, there wasn't any way of her knowing just what he would do. He could turn her in for the bounty on her head. Or anything really. "Umm, are you feeling a little better?" She would ask nervously, biting her cheek.

Lexia would lean back against the bench that she sat on next to Cedric, her thoughts pondering the first few words which he had said. Thankfully, no one else would be able to hear the rambling in her head, the sadistic thoughts and feelings which it had towards almost every creature. I'm allowed to. They do look prettier with crimson instead of pale flesh. Lexia closed her eyes for a few moments, listening as she tried to block out the voice and concentrate on his words. His homeland apparently could have two souls living in the same body, and Lexia considered for a few moments that this is exactly what it was like for her, but it was more of a curse than a blessing. Curse? I am not a curse!

Lexia turned to Cedric as he said that, her eyes shooting open a small sound coming from him and the arm of the bench at the same time. She frowned, her mind bringing up the fact that whenever he seemed to talk to her, was he inflicted with a curse? His hand moved to reveal the slightly twisted steel, and her heart skipped a beat. He had done that without seemingly meaning to, indicating either incredible strength or mastery over metal. Or at least have some sort of power over metal.

Dissect the strange one! Lexia shuddered.

The mans half disinterested reply somewhat shot her through the heart. Even if he was feeling a bit better, he really didn't sound like he was, nor did he give any indication as to if he was or wasn't. Then he realised he hadn't given a name in return, and... wait. Did he just...? A smile and laugh caught in Lexia's throat-only to die out suddenly.

How can someone have such a pun - like nature and only just give one now! We need to kill all witnesses to this-oh wait. That's you. Hmm. I don't want you dead yet.

She politely inclined her head, "The pleasure is mine, Cedric." She responded, shaking her head as she raised her hands. Lexia pressed her forehead into their palms, bracing her elbows against her knees.

Lexia felt like she would do anything to be rid of the voice. However, it was clear to her that it wasn't leaving anytime soon.

Lexia gave a slight smile, relaxing a little when she caught the glimpse of a genuine smile from Cedric. That smile would be better if it were on the ground. Beneath some concrete. Hmm. It'd be very pretty. White doesn't suit him. Red is better~! The voice sang all too happily, which made Lexia grimace slightly. However, when he began to talk, Lexia allowed the kind and gentle words soothe the uneasiness in her, trying to wash away the voice's imprint on her mind.

She listened eagerly, her mind storing the information as she listened. For a few moments, she was somewhat glad that she came from where she did. At least in these sorts of towns, unless you had money, no one would really listen to you. But where he came from, if a commanding officer had so much power... If one single disobeying of an order could get you hurt... Lexia shuddered. She wouldn't be able to last in a place like that. Not for long at least.

However, as Cedric began to speak, the lights around them flickered. At his words, they would either dim or brighten to somewhat match the intensity of his words. Lexia frowned a little, her gaze turning skyward. In time to witness one of the lights near them burst, the glass showering down onto the cement below. A few more popping sounds were heard, all from lights around them as the glass shattered. She assumed that Cedric had caused the glass to explode, so she tried to keep his attention on him. Lexia would suggest leaving soon, to avoid having to pay the bill for the broken lamps.

His final words cut Lexia like a whip, and she visibly flinched as if she had been struck. And it was a hard strike. "Sometimes, a self exile is the best thing you can do. Especially when your father is murdered in a house fire along with your pets. And your mother vanishes into the night, never to be seen again. However, to make matters even more interesting, the reason for the exile is simple. The guards which were stationed to protect you hid the truth from you. Hell, they protected the people who gave them money to kill my parents.

Sometimes people don't have friends which they can rely on. Sometimes people don't have anyone, not even friends. And sometimes, they simply can't make them due to being downright ugly." Lexia sighed, casting her gaze to her hands. "It might seem ridiculous to you, but when you are alone, nothing seems to matter. Things are shoved to the side out in the wilderness, but... If I had never gone into an exile in the first place, I wouldn't have met anyone really. Not even Sly... He probably would have died." Lexia said quietly, not knowing if she was making any sense at all. Her fingers brushed along the surface of the stones hidden by her glove.

"But since returning from my exile, Sly has been there to help me. However, this voice... Tends to make me reconsider what we did, as l simply am finding myself driven insane by its comments. It ENJOYS being sadistic." Lexia rambled, her finger unintentionally beginning to pry off one of the blood stones from her bracelet. She caught herself in time, before she removed it completely, and withdrew her hand shakily.

Dammit, I thought that I had you that time~ Oh well, there's always another day that I can get you while you aren't paying attention...

Lexia was taken aback by the sudden energy that seemed to flow from him, the tone of his voice startling her. She looked to him with wide eyes, startled. For a few moments, she took note of the gorgeous feathers of jet black which draped across his eye. She silently listened, the male apologising for bringing up memories. However, she gave a half shrug to that. It didn't matter. The past was the past. What was the point of dwelling on it, there's nothing that you are able to change about it. She learnt to just try and move on. She nodded an agreement with him. Lexia did prove a point to him.

However, he placed his head into his hands, Lexia noting that the streets slowly were clearing of people around them due to the exploded glass scattered across the walkways. That would have been much prettier if they weren't glass and were dashed with a few other things~ Maybe you should try it! You'd learn something from your own stupid mistakes. Like stealing me from my place to rest while I was healing! You self-centred lunatic. The voice snarled, roaring suddenly.

Lexia forced herself to her feet, her heart fluttering at its accusation. It hadn't been her fault, but without it's power, she would be laying dead on the ground in some ruins. You deserve it!

Lexia barely noticed that he was still talking, and her constantly shifting eyes tried to remain focused on him. Biting her lip, she looked to him, her eyes glazed as she tried to fight the instinct to shout out at something for no reason. She slowly exhaled listening to him with a neutral expression to her face.

"Well, I'll admit, you are right. Being alone sucks." She gave a small laugh, "However, I won't need to worry about that anymore."

Well, you do if I decided that everyone else is too. . . boring... then you just have me! It hissed quietly, and Lexia shivered. However, she also noticed glanced being thrown in their direction, and she frowned. "Are you up to walking, we probably should move from here. It's going to ask questions." Lexia said quietly, her eyes watching the people around them as she was standing.

Lexia would give a small smile to him as he nodded. In a rather swift manner, Cedric would scoop up the parcels again into his hands. For a few moments, Lexia would wonder what they really were for. Or who, as he didn’t seem too pressed as to go somewhere any faster. She would pause, keeping an eye on him as she would casually stretch, her shoulders cracking as she did so. Lexia would use that chance to glance around them, trying to gauge peoples level of curiosity.

Damn.

People were on their phones, some lowering them.

Wait. Did they recognise her?

Lexia’s heart skipped a beat as her memories tore through to the ruins once more, and she would look up to Cedric. When he was ready, she would begin to lead him away from the stares and glances of the surrounding people. Hopefully they were more freaked out by him than her and overlooked a few specific features about her. “I hate to be a kill joy, but, if you wouldn’t mind telling me, where are you taking them?” Lexia asked, trying to change the topic as she inclined her head to the bags.

“It might be easier if I knew where you were going, that way, I should be able to lead you through a few places to get back quicker.” She offered, giving a little bit of a hand gesture of uncertainty. Her face, however, was a mask, deliberately falling unreadable. Lexia was trying to bury emotions of distress as sadistic thoughts and speeches would enter her mind...

Lexia nodded curtly, her hand brushing against the stones under her black glove. She was tempted to use it, to call upon the power and get them out of there. To destroy the witnesses. Kill them. END THEIR UNFORTUNATE LIVES! ITS NOT LIKE THEY ARE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT WE SACRIFICED FOR THEM! Insanity screamed in her mind, and Lexia bit her tongue, her eyes narrowing as she half glared at the pavement in front of her.

RIP THEIR DEVICES APART, DESTROY WHAT THEY HAVE! YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN! SO JUST DO IT LEXIA! The voice continued, and Lexia felt her fingers slide under the glove. It was true, she could stop them from knowing, she could get herself and Cedric out of there in an instant. They were just humans, maybe some hybrids, but what would it matter? They couldn't stop what she could do to them...

But isn't Sly a human?

She flicked her fingers in reverse, pulling the glove back up and made it as if she were simply adjusting it. If Cedric were to pay attention, he would see that she had bitten her lip rather firmly, trying to hold back the voice's intentions. How could she forget that he was a human!

Lexia nodded to Cedric, "In a way, yes I do. Come on, I know somewhere to go." She said easily, before ignoring the pictures being taken. She wished they would be a little more subtle, before she began to walk away from them. If Cedric followed her, she would take a passage to an underground subway station. Thankfully, there wasn't too many people down there at the time of day. "Hopefully you don't get lost down here-and sorry about before, I needed to get away from so many people."

Lexia had continued for a few more steps before realising that her temporary companion had, rather randomly and suddenly, vanished. With a small frown upon her face, she would turn around and begin to search for him. However,the search didn't last long as she saw him. Her heart rose in her chest when she saw him leaning against the building, bending over as something seemed incredibly wrong.

It almost seemed as if he had something bad to eat, but Lexia didn't think he had had a single bite of his take away.

She took a few step back to him, her hand instinctively raising to gently rub the strange man's back. Lexia wasn't sure if the gesture would negatively influence him, but she would do the same for any of the people who were willing to talk to her for more than a few minutes. "Have something bad to eat?" Lexia asked, praying that that was what was hurting the person in front of her. If he would push her away, she would take the gesture willingly and move away her hand. However, she was more concerned with his current health more that than anything else happening around her, ignoring if people would stop and look. Or stare. That was the worst case scenario.

Just imagine! What if he throws up something more than... his foooooood... The voice sang, giggling and cackling manically.

All he could do was shake his head, seemingly muted from whatever was wrong with him. For now, she would have to make the assumption that he had food poisoning, as that was the only thing that seemed to cause these conditions which he experienced. Not that she would know, but her assumption was incorrect, false. It was so far from the truth, but she wasn't able to know. How could she?

Lexia's breath caught in her throat as he seemed as white as a sheet, but she remained silent, her hand gently rubbing his back. She felt a little useless, only able to offer her presence as a substitute to help. If she could get a hold of Sly... Surely he would be able to help? Right? Whatever was wrong with Cedric, she was almost sure that she could find someone to help. Perhaps Yuuki might know of someone, or Arik could hack the systems...

She didn't know and her mind raced a million miles an hour.

The last thing she was expecting was for Cedric to grab her hand and begin to lead her away. "Ced, what's going on?" She half demanded when they were in a more isolated place, her fingers at the edge of her blood stones.

One more false move and she would use them.

Goooooood.... Embrace them! Abuse their powers! You know that you need to, so why hide it! Just do it! Go! Slash him in half!

The abrupt chill to the air made Lexia on edge. Out of pure instinct, she lowered herself to the ground, slender fingers prying apart the gem out of the resting place on her bracelet. Already on tenterhooks, this mere chill was enough to make her show how on guard she was.

A figure, one cloaked in a large cloak, edged with a feathery like trim, seemed to suddenly appear near them. His eyes swept the room, taking in details for a purpose unknown to her. Seeing the unconscious man before her, he shot her a glare which seemed as icy as the room. The man took a few steps forward before sweeping down in a graceful elegance to kneel next to him. His gaze, no, glare would rise, locking with Lexia. The sheer volume of emotion and order which rested there was enough to cause her to take a step back. Her heart rose in the back of her throat, her hand clenching as she almost broke the crystal there and then.

"I suggest you rid yourself of what you've come to know this evening."

The tone told her all she needed to know, for her to merely turn and leave. Her eyes flashed to the unconscious feather monster at the ground. If memory served correctly, he had stated that he wasn't well around females. Cedric had never intended for any harm to come to her. Guilt would cross her eyes for a few moments as she realised she was, in all honesty, a hair away from constructing her spears. However... He wasn't going to hurt her, nor harm her.

There would be hell to pay if she let any come to him.

"I suggest you back off from him." Lexia stated, her fingers ready to break the stones at a moments notice. She matched the cold mans stare, her eyes narrowing slightly as she refused to budge. Even though she tried this, no matter how hard she tried, Lexia always felt herself wanting-no, needing, to break eye contact. There was something about this man that made her nervous.

Don't worry, you know what we get to do if he tries anything~! Oh how fun that will be! her voice spoke to her, its tone completely against the cold and icy nature of the room which was set by him.