Face to Face With Your Demons

Deimos rolled back onto his stomach with a groan as Alastor walked away, gritting his teeth against the white hot pain that was radiating from the right side of his face. His right eye squinted shut to keep the blood that was running down over his face from running into it. At the very least it seemed that Manea's fucking husband had missed the eye itself—not for lacking on the brute's part he was sure. If he hadn't been Manea's brother he was fairly certain Alastor would have just gone for the throat and ended him. With how he was currently feeling that might have been preferable. With a grunt of effort he pushed himself to his paws, still unsteady from his hangover and now with the blood loss layered on top of it there was a good bit of effort involved with getting himself back into the cave.

The events of the night prior were still fuzzy, still indistinct, but he knew he had been rough with Ikigai. The smell of blood and sex that had been in the cave when he was woken up gave that away. The extent of that was still fairly lost on him, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that was why Alastor had come after him nor the fact that this was his punishment for whatever he had done. He made it to the now dead fire in the main chamber of the cave before he collapsed onto his haunches, his breathing heavy through clinched teeth. He didn't know exactly how bad the damage Alastor had done really was, but it felt awful. If the Commander's goal was to make him hurt he had certainly accomplished that.

"Fuck..." he muttered under his breath as he tried to get up to keep heading toward their collective supplies and failed, falling back to his haunches, somehow keeping himself in a sitting position instead of falling completely to the ground. The fact that he was going to have to get help from the very woman that he had been punished for brutalizing didn't slip past him and he hung his head with a frustrated growl, staring at the ground and watching blood drip from his wounds to the stone floor under his feet. He already knew that Ikigai had gotten the raw end of the deal landing him as her husband, but perhaps he had underestimated just how much so.

"Deimos Medacium"