Sewer Trip (Killer Croc)

[Killer Croc]

Croc never claimed to be the sharpest knife around, but he knew where his expertise and abilities were useful. This wasn't one of those situations unfortunately, so he decided to stand down and let the cavalry handle the battle. And lacking something to do, he started cleaning. Yes, cleaning. Even beasts have standards y'know!

Even though John came like send from above, Waylon did not care about his mysteriously well timed appearance. It just seemed too convenient that'd he'd pop out of nowhere the exact same moment the situation was getting out of hand. Had he been following the small girl all along? Just to find his secret hideout? Were Liadain in this too...?

This is why you don't let people into your home! he thought to himself while throwing some old bones down the shaft. You start doubting everything, then you start cleaning shit, and then you get pissed he went on inside his head. He could already feel it building up slowly. When he didn't like or didn't understand something, he'd usually just break it and forget about it. He couldn't just break the two of them. Or well, he could. Wouldn't be too hard, comming to think of it. But hey, then he'd be back to walking around down here on his own. And that's awfully boring in the long run.

In either case, he stayed out of the whole 'magic hands' think. He didn't really believe in all this mumbo jumbo.

[The Triplets]

Her wet eyes met his before she tried wiping the tears away, but it only helped on the ones already on their way down. She nodded slightly at his words, trying to gather what little courage she had so she could listen with an open mind. But what she was told was something she already knew, though she had managed to forget. “Okay” she mumbled. It made her a little happier that he had remembered, and just embraced his touch through barely open eyes.

She just lot John help her, already feeling much better, since that awful feeling had vanished, and only Johns gentle brush was left on her. She smiled gently but then suddenly stopped and shoot her eyes open, looking really concerned. ”You will tell my sisters that I went outside alone right?” she said with a terrified tone, jumping of the chair not one second later. She ran over to Waylon and hid behind his massive leg, shaking slightly only looking a little at John. ”They’ll be really mad at me because Illona is not well…

Lately things had been pretty hectic at home because of her sisters wellbeing, and Liadain had gone missing in the sewers for some hours. Her sisters didn’t like when she went missing, and always tried to protect her the best they could. And they scolded her when she ran off, becoming really scary. So as her only other hope - the one not being related to her, she hoped that Waylon could hide her away, since he didn't scold her.

[John E. Bull]

John smiled softly at his youngest mistress as she calmed down. It was nice to see her relax, letting her worries seep away. John had always in one way or another taken particular care with the youngest of his mistresses. he did not know if it was because of how he was programmed or some other, later developed emotion, but he cared a lot for her, quite a lot actually. Thus it was with some surprise that he saw her eyes sprung open and she ran to hide behind Waylon, as she looked forward from behind the giant mans leg, John then rose to his feet.

At her question John sighed a little, though a smile crept onto his face. He knew something like this would happen, just not when. After a moment he looked at her and shook his head. "If mistress does not wish for me to tell, I will not, but your sisters are smart, they might figure it out anyway" he said truthfully as he looked at her.

"and, can you really blame them for being worried, they love you very much and want to keep you safe. Next time you're down here you could get hurt, you were lucky Mister Waylon was there to help you after all" John explained in a calm tone as he looked up at Waylon. "Once again, thank you for keeping her safe, we are very grateful" John said, his expression showing that he meant every word.