[Helloooo Nurse!]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Hey- waitaminute... THAT doesn't look like one of the nurses you may remember from your arrival in the nurse's office. Hm.]

[Nonetheless, she soon approaches you as you catch her eye.....]

Oh my; you look awful.

[Anna approaches you in the hallway; wearing a hyper-sexual nurse outfit. One must wonder whether this is the result of Campus-magic shenanigans, or just another highly impractical costume of her own collection.]

[Canting her head to the side; a look of faux-concern on her features.] Have you had a check-up lately?

I absolutely insist that you see me for... a thorough inspection. It's for your own good, really~

((OOC: ANNA HAS OFFICIALLY GOTTEN BORED ENOUGH TO RESORT TO HER USUAL TROLLING WAYS. Note: In case you don't know, this lady is a sadist who gets off on other people's pain/embarrassment- So if you respond here she WILL do her best to make you as uncomfortable as possible- be it through a brief casual prank or something much more sinister. She may get flirty, or put you through some pain, or humiliate you, or all of the above. Therefore, if there's something I just mentioned that you DON'T want your character to go through (i.e- nothing too sexual or no bruising or no humiliation)- please specify. Don't worry about outright gore or anything overly hardcore since she's mainly just in a playfully dominating mood. Unless you desire otherwise.))

((Also yes I know I owe some tags which I will get to; I was just really in the mood to make this post. ...Even if I'm double-posting shut up))

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[holydemon]

[Nero sucks in a sharp breath when the blade is removed, and with it comes a spurt of blood and his pant leg turning crimson as more blood oozes out of the wound.]

[He actually growls at her when she grabs his head again, forcing him to look at her. The look on Nero's face is absolutely venomous.] Just wait until I get out of this.

[When she comes to whisper into his ear he visibly bristles, but anything he might have said is cut off when she suddenly aggravates his wound.] A-ahh!

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Anna chuckles a bit.] Oh~?

[Interested, she gives a small lick to his ear lobe before moving down to his neck, which she mutters against.] And what's going to happen 'when you get out of this', hm~?

[Pleased with his pained gasps, her nails only further dig into his thigh as she suddenly bites down into the skin of his throat; purposefully marking him.]

[holydemon]

Oh, I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. [Nero mutters threateningly, hands slowly nudging and pulling at his bindings now that he's had time to shake the grogginess of the drug she'd given him.]

[Her nails warrant a sharp hiss, while the biting gets a small, surprised gasp out of him. He tries to shake her off, goosebumps rising up on his skin.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Anna detaches herself from the man's neck; chuckling softly once more. Her hand released it's grip on the man's wound now, instead slowly sliding up his leg.] Well. Good luck with that.

You'll have to wait at least another few hours before you can even hope to get your hands on me. And in the meantime~... [Her hand suddenly slides between his legs; groping his groin firmly through the fabric of his pants.] I'm going to take my sweet time enjoying you ♥.

[holydemon]

[Nero watches her, his eyes twitching slightly from adrenaline. When she puts her hand on his groin he winces, curling up again in uncharacteristic embarrassment.

He'd never been touched by anybody like that before, and he didn't want to start now with her.

As Nero sat there, helplessly struggling against the ropes keeping him captive, he could feel hiss chest tighten and his heart thrum against his chest from the sheer hatred he was feeling towards this woman.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[As Anna observes his reaction, she raises a brow; a smirk tugging at her lips as a realization hits her.] My my...

It's really not just a routine, is it?

You're really not used to this... [She says this with a chortle; highly amused by his virginal behavior. Has it been that long since he's been with someone- or is it entirely new altogether? Either way, the desire to corrupt whatever 'innocence' Nero has left was very tempting indeed.] Hmn~... That makes this far more interesting.

Let's see just how 'receptive' you are~... [With that, Anna goes to raise the hem of his shirt up just enough so that she can slowly reach down into Nero's pants and give him much more direct stimulation.]

[holydemon]

[Nero seems to have lost his ability to speak as he just furiously glares at Anna, his irises inhumanly red. When she finally reaches down past the hem of his pants, he manages to find his voice.]

You bitch... [Behind him, his right arm seems to illuminate a blue glow from underneath his bandages and the hem of his sleeve.]

I'll... [He stomach churns from her touching more than anything, and he can hear a voice in his head--or rather, from his arm. It eggs him on, encourages him to embrace his power. Nero squeezes his eyes shut, grimacing.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Blink. Okay now what's all this bullshittery about.]

[Anna's hand stops; her brow raising slightly as Nero's eyes begin to go red. And then there's that odd glowing behind him...]

[This is... unexpected.] ...What the hell..?

[holydemon]

[Anna barely gets to finish her sentence before Nero gives in, letting out a sudden cry as demonic energy surges forth from his arm. The ropes are shredded by blade-like satellites that circle around him, lodging themselves into the chair--and Anna.

She doesn't get a chance to escape though as Nero grabs her with his arm, or rather, the glowing cyan torso hovering over his shoulder grabs her and squeezes her wrist in it's hand.

When Nero speaks there's two voices, his own and the gargling voice of the demon behind him.]

Surprise.

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

AaUGH-!!! [What!?]

[Anna barely has enough time to react before she's suddenly being pierced by several sword-like blades; lodging themselves into her arm, side, and leg. She screams out in pain; coughing up blood and reeling backwards- though she doesn't get far, before she's grabbed by... something.]

[The woman gasps out; staring ahead with wide eyes as she's completely taken aback for the moment. Anna tries to claw at the hand that grips her; the wounds on her body quickly overwhelming her with pain.]

[Great. Another asshole with supernatural powers...] What the HELL are you!? [She chokes out the words sharply.]

[holydemon]

I don't know. [Nero mutters earnestly, almost solemnly as he surveys her wounds. Any brief sense of satisfaction he had had knowing he'd gotten back at her was quickly replaced by a sinking dread in the pit of his stomach.

What, exactly, had he done? What was he?]

[Nero quickly lets go of Anna's arm and just like that he begins to backpedal.]

1/2

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[The moment Anna is released, she crumples down to the floor in a heap; gasping and coughing up blood. Breathing heavily, she clutches at one of her bleeding wounds; still impaled by the ghost-like blades.]

[So. This is... a pretty bad scenario- even for a woman who has narrowly escaped death throughout her entire life.]

Bastard...! [Seeing as she doesn't have any weapons on her person nearly powerful enough to combat such powers at the moment, an escape is in order.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Shakily, Anna forces herself up to her feet; turning to limp her way over towards the nearest wall. Messily leaving smears of blood behind, she goes to drag herself out of the room.]

[holydemon]

[The demon spirit floating at Nero's back disappears suddenly, and his eyes lose their vicious red color. While it make look like he was more tired than before, Nero was actually fully healed; the wound on his thigh had closed up, and the bite mark on his neck had vanished.]

... [He stares at Anna as she makes he way out of the room. She could probably make it to the nurse herself.

He hoped, anyway, because he sure as hell wasn't going to help her.]

// End of warning

[itisntmyfault]

[Perhaps by some odd stroke of luck, mere moments after the altercation takes place, Pyrrha happens to walk by that particular hallway-]

-! [And nearly trips; slipping on an apparent spill with a gasp. Miraculously enough, the Grecian manages to regain her balance; blinking as she looks down to see...]

[Blood!?] Ah! [She yelps out in surprise; her eyes wide as she spots a long trail of the liquid leading down the hallway and around the corner. Maybe... maybe it's not blood. -That's what she tries to convince herself of, anyway. But... no. Pyrrha has seen enough of it herself to know blood when she sees it.]

[Standing, petrified, the girl wonders what to do. Could... could someone need help? Maybe she should just mind her own business...]

[...But... this hall does lead back to her room, which is where she had just been going. Swallowing her sudden anxiety, Pyrrha decides to warily continue along the path.]

[holydemon]

[Pyrrha will be alone as she continues down the hall, at least until she turns that first corner. There Nero stood, looking down at the trail of blood, his face pale and eyes narrowed.

Despite the blood soaking his pantleg, it was still clear that it wasn't his blood staining the floor.

Nero's back is turned to Pyrrha, the claw-like fingertips of his hand glowing ominously at his side. It's evident he heard her coming by the way he turns his head slightly so his ear is towards her.]

[itisntmyfault]

[As usual, Pyrrha... felt Nero's presence just shortly before actually spotting him; an odd tenseness in the air causing her heart to flutter.]

Oh- Nero..! [The girl steps a bit closer.] Did you see what--

[A pause.] ...happened... ...here... [Her words trail off as she gets a better look at the man's expression- as well as the ominous glow of his exposed demonic hand. She can't see his blood-stained pant leg from this angle, but nonetheless Pyrrha slows to a stop as she comes to realize that... Nero very obviously knows full well what happened here.]

[holydemon]

[Nero continues to stand there, the only notable change in demeanor is the way his hands ball up into fists. His voice shakes slightly.]

They deserved it. Don't worry about it.

[itisntmyfault]

[Pyrrha furrows her brow; a cold feeling sinking down to her stomach as Nero confirms her assumption.]

[..She can only wonder... what Nero defines as someone having "deserved" it. And what is "it", exactly? Who deserved it? What happened here? She has so many questions... Pyrrha can't help hesitantly asking, as she instinctively clutches her shield to her chest.] You...

...killed another demon...?

[holydemon]

No. [Nero pauses a moment and then clarifies to keep her from misunderstanding.] I didn't kill anything.

[At least he hoped not, but really...it didn't matter. Whether he did or didn't, Nero felt like a monster.]

[Wordlessly he raises his demon arm up, looking down at his cyan fingertips with loathing.]

[itisntmyfault]

[The Grecian feels a rather mixed bag of feelings at hearing that. She does get a bit of... relief? -From the knowledge that he isn't simply on some sort of demon-hunting rampage. Not that Pyrrha herself would necessarily feel okay in the presence of another demon herself, but... these days, it was a bit difficult for the girl to really know for certain where her "loyalties" should lie. Being a demon still makes her feel horrible... The thought of demons in general still puts her on edge, even. But at the same time, the thought of someone going around blindly killing them all... just... doesn't exactly sit right with her either. What does that mean? It was all so confusing...]

[Slowly, Pyrrha takes another step forward; walking around so that she can try and face Nero properly. Her brow furrows as she looks to him a bit closer.]

...Are... are you okay...? [Perhaps that should have been her first question. It's just that... there's so much blood on the floor, and Nero seems physically alright from what she can tell. Whatever took place here, it seems like it was a rather one-sided battle. And as someone who has fought against Nero herself, Pyrrha can certainly vouch for his strength.]

[holydemon]

I've felt better, if that's what you mean. [Nero replies in dry sarcasm, not moving in any way to prevent Pyrrha from getting a better look at him.]

[He looked a bit tired, really, and while there wasn't a scratch on him that didn't make him okay. Nauseous was the best way to describe it.

Nero felt sick, and not because of his arm.]

I'll be fine. [He starts to briskly walk down the hall.]

[itisntmyfault]

[Pyrrha frowns slightly as she gets a good look at his somber expression. And his response.... did very little to quell her concern either. Unsure of what to do, the girl bites her lip; momentarily considering letting Nero have some space... But then she swallows back her nerves; furrowing her brow as she tries to keep her resolution of friendship in mind.]

[The Grecian scampers over to catch up with the man.] May I ask what happened?

Why did you have to fight..?

[holydemon]

Tch. You didn't even give me a chance to answer. [He continues on in that dry tone, only glancing back at Pyrrha once as he keeps walking.]

It was no. Because it's none of your business. [Nero stops, reaching the dorm wing. He lets out a huffy sigh, debating his chances of finding an empty room. Right now, he didn't want to sleep out in the open. Or ever again, really.]

[itisntmyfault]

[Pyrrha exhales at his answer; sighing as she contemplates just how far she should press the issue. The girl takes a moment to think this over- before she's suddenly distracted by Nero's apparent plight.] Um...

...Are you looking for anywhere in particular? I could help you find it...

[Maybe he'll warm up to her a bit if she can be a little useful to him?]