(Mind me pointing out that the first part of the plot was Connor finding out that Joshua was an omega through one of his heat cycles or did you have that planned?)
Connor knew how much the drawing meant to him after seeing him spend most of his time drawing one thing or another. So instead, "Here, I'll take that. We'll get you washed up and go back on our way alright?" He wasn't trying to overstep but hey, he wanted to help. Can't really let something like that slide.
(Lol no sex yet! We can do the whole next day scenario thing. Like, today they talk and all that tomorrow the truth comes out)
Connor frowned when he coughed and asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to clean the blood now?" Though as they walked he noticed a few glances and looks and heard a few mutterings of people talking about him it seemed. No doubt that word would spread soon that he was talking to some loner out of everyone around.
With a small nod he took one of the sleeves and carefully wiped away at any blood that had been on him, not giving a single notice to how it was going to probably ruin the hoodie. Ah well. There were always more right? "You're Joshua right? I like your designs. Very intricate."
"Really? You'd do that? Well, thanks!" He said with a small chuckle as he finished cleaning the last of the blood. Standing up he thought about how Joshua seemed to stutter quite a bit. Was he just that nervous? Could he help him calm down at all?
I gave her a nod as I tries to think of something to get me out of this mess. "Indeed, but telling them that would probably raise suspicions not obly on me, but you as well for suspected assistance of a criminal. I need to find proof that it wasn't me..." I set back to pacing once again, could I even go out without a cop or something finding me? Where was the crime scene, what was the crime even? Ugh. Fun way to start the day.
Connor thought of that for a moment before suggesting, "Navy blue and of course large," he joked as he motioned to himself with a grin. Hm. It was nice to see him relaxed again. He must really enjoy doing that. It wasn't hard to see just what Joshua would be doing in the long run.
Connor gave a nod and watched him go before turning and heading off to his own classes.
(I sorry me too... next day?)
Around the time school would normally open up Connor had came in to see if Joshua was around . Just to talk to him you know. When he saw him there with the hoodie he smiled and walked over to watch him finish up his work quietly.
"You don't have to do that for me. It's not your problem after all," I mention lightly. It wasn't. If they were after me then fine. I'll handle it. Morgan didn't have to drag herself with me. It would only be bad for her reputation and maybe health. I don't want to be the reason she ends up getting seriously hurt. I couldn't deal with that as well as I do other things
Really, what was the point of stopping her. She already made up her mind and was one foot out the door. So with a sigh I wave a hand dismissively, "Just don't do anything insane alright? I don't want anything happening to you." Then heading out to flop on the couch.
"Well, don't worry about keeping warm. I'm hot enough for the both of us." Xzavior said with a straight face. He was trying so hard not to laugh at his own joke, the rwd on his face could be confused for his efforts on doing so. But it wasn't. There was a rather cute guy leaning on him, who wouldn't be happy?
Xzavior watched stunned for a second before Ashe smacked him lightly and growled, "Inside. Now." Xzavior gave a nod and brushed Akira aside to scoop up Ren and carry him inside. He was stronger then he looked. It helped a lot, and not just for labor. They get in trouble just the same. Can't hide a tattoo so easy, even under all the long cloths Xzavior and Ashe wear respectively.
Ashe had came to lead the other omega inside after them smiling and offering a distraction, "Don't worry about your alpha alright? He's in good hands. But I don't suppose you two have names do you? Wouldn't want to be rude and keep on calling you by formalities." He meant to keep Akira's mind busy trying to answer his questions while Xzavior was situating where they would be staying.
A spare room which hasn't been used in a while would work just fine for this. Just a little touching up and there you have it. Laying Ren on the bed Xzavior grabbed a wash cloth and wiped the blood away, frowning slightly. What was he talking about... what lab?
Xzavior looked down at him in that moment and gave him a smile. He was glad that Lafayette seemed to be enjoying their day out. It's strange. He had originally meant to taunt the angel a little. Now he was going on a date with him. And liking it quite a bit so far.
(Not sure where to take this lol)
Xzavior cleared his throat a bit, "Well, I still wanna know some things about you. Not your history or anything. What you like to do, your favorite things and all." He said with a light grin.
(So bad. I am so very bad 
if you have an Aim account you should find me and smack me. I'm on there all the time.)
"Better than the place you were in. Or would have been." A feminine voice called as the door was unlocked and opened for Leifa, the one currently holding the boy, to enter. Eyeing the, again, untouched blood, she narrowed her eyes and looked down at Ren, "Along with that, you're being regularly fed. Or attempting to be as it seems. Be grateful for what you're getting fledgling." technical term to help identify him and keep detachment. He was to leave as soon as he understood the position he was in... maybe.
Leifa was a patient one. But she wasn't nice about it. Just meant she wouldn't hit him for being dumb. Right away. "Mmhm. So you would have rather me left you for dead instead of helping you. Got it. I'll remember that next time." She casually walked over to the glass and picked it up and took a small sip of it. It wasn't bad. It was actually fresh. Not human mind you. She couldn't drain a person just for this. "But I suggest that you should take a drink. Otherwise you might not be so lucky. Starvation isn't fun."
With another small drink, she set it back down for him before saying, "Well don't worry. You not drinking blood will certainly keep you from being sick. Mostly because you'll have died before it. That or gone insane, break out of this cell with inhuman or vampiric strength and murder dozens. Maybe even friends and family. Sounds like the better end of the bargain don't it?" She wasn't really going to leave until he drank at least some of it. Not like he had much of a choice. If he didn't she would just find a way to force him to some how.
