Tw: Blood

 A fountain of blood painted everything around them red. It splattered the ceiling and walls, soaking Yew and dripping from the table. There was terrifying shocked silence for a couple of minutes before Yew turned and gave Lucian a death glare. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU he exploded, THAT'S GONNA TAKE YEARS TO GET OUT. You... You killed him Lucian stuttered. No Vermillion sighed, I'm alive. How Cupid asked joining Lucian in the doorway. Regenerative abilities Vermillion replied wiping his own blood off his face. 

So then what were you two doing Lucian questioned in confusion. Harvesting his blood Yew scowled at the stained ceiling. Oh... um sorry about interrupting you Lucian mumbled. No no no you get in here and clean this mess up Yew ordered. But why Lucian complained, that's so gross. Cupid put a hand on his friend's shoulder. I'll help you don't worry he sighed. The two cleaned up the blood while Yew and Vermillion both went outside to wash up. 

Lucian was distracted as he kept staring at the girl. She's not gonna wake the minute you take your eyes off her Cupid remarked. I know Lucian muttered. He turned back to Cupid. Do you think staying here is pointless he asked after a moment. Yes Cupid smirked, but I told you that days ago. I think I wanna leave tomorrow Lucian sighed, but first I want to formally ask Vermillion to join us. Sounds reasonable Cupid nodded, will you be ready to head into the inner city after that. Hopefully.. But.. I don't know how we'll get in Lucian hesitated. Leave that to me Cupid smiled slyly. Lucian stared at him but then agreed.