Му мisfоятциэ { anime }

[Етеяиiту]

Lennox is a dazzling young looking angel. The job he was on was supposed to b relaxing, calm, easy-going. He was supposed to find out if demons were involved in recent crimes going down in underground clubs. He was posing as a college student, and luckily he easily fit in. Lennox wasn't noticed. He went to class, sat in the back to watch and observe everyone then went to his dorm. He shared a room with a rich little snob he sometimes wanted to sick a hell hound on. But he refrained himself because this little prick continued to lead him and tug him along to all of these underground parties.

Tonight, there was a party that some guy Fitzgerald was throwing. He didn't know the guy but his roommates dad and his dad were apparently in the same social class and went to whack balls against grass and sand together. Lennox agreed to go upon suspicion this boy might be a demon. He slipped on a white sweater with red and blue design on it. He pulled on black skinny jeans and vans before styling his hair and examining his radiant blue eyes.

Once he was finished admiring his angelic form he walked out and smiled up at his much taller roommate,"you ready?" He asked happily. Lennox was led out and the two of them made their way to the party. His roommate, Felix, quickly abandoned him and due to the loss of a guide he pushed through the throng of people to the bar and bought a few shots of vodka. Unlike most angels Lennox loved to drink. He was a super lightweight but he still loved it.

Later in the night when the party began to really get blown up and crazy he was pulled aside, literally, and thrown into a dark corner. Three higher-up angels stood before him, arms crossed. He scurried back on his butt, propped up by his arms. He gazed up at them in fear as they began ragging on him.

"We sent you here to capture a demon not fu*k other guys!"
"You fu*king fa*got!"
"You are useless!"

He put his hands up to try to defend himself but they kicked and punched him,"no...I'm here....on a job" he gasped out in between each winding kick or punch.

"Yeah right! You just wanna get drunk and fu*k someone!" One yelled
Another screamed,"I bet you like this huh fa*got!"

Despite popular belief God couldn't give a flying cr*p about someone being gay or not. It was the angels who were either homophobes or homosexuals. Because of this the angels who were gay or bisexual were often beaten to death, stoned, or thrown into hell and become demons. And though Lennox tried to stay strong, as he laid there, bruises and cuts forming all over his body his spirit, let alone his grace was slowly being eaten away.

He wished that someone...someone...could help him...

[Anime]

Fitzgerald wandered through his own party, bored with it. Did anyone know how to have real fun anymore? Without the help of alcohol, drugs, and sex...not to say any of those were bad per-say, it just wasn't what he was looking for from this party. Where was the socializing? Where was the merriment? It was like these people could spend an entire evening partying and having fun without ever feeling the joy or happiness that came with meeting and getting to know new people.

He was leaned against the railing of the outdoor balcony watching the city below when he heard the commotion. He was a good distance from where most of the action was happen. Could they really cause enough of a disturbance to be heard all the way out here? With a sigh, he opened the sliding, metal door that lead into the abandon factory that served as the front for this party.

His expression went from annoyed to furious when he saw the scene before him. "Get the f**K away from him!" He yelled with a distinct Scottish accent, grabbing the closest one and slamming him into the wall. The angel's nose collided with the concrete wall with a concerning popping sound before a gush of blood started pouring from his nostrils. Fitzgerald MacConnell moved towards the next one, but they put up their hands and gathered their injured party member when he threatened to call his security team. Where the f**k was his security team during all of this?

He bent down beside Lennox, assessing the damage before using his walkie-talkie to call for a first aid kit to be delivered to the office space above the factory floor. "Can you walk?" He asked softly. "I'd like to take you too the office are to get a better look at those wounds."

[Етеяиiту]

Lennox hadn't noticed anyone besides the other angels until he heard that unsettling popping sound. The other angels were just as surprised that a mortal could do that to one of them. The other two hurtied to collect their hurt comrade and high tail it out of there.

Lennox put a hand over his own bleeding nose as Fitzgerald made his way to him. He gazed at him with extraordinary blue eyes, hesitating to nod when he asked if he could walk. He stumbled to stand and fell back on him, blushing furiously but pushing himself back up,"sorry" he mumbled apologetically.

Lennox stumbled to the office, away from the loud party.

[Anime]

Whereas the rest of the factory definitely looked abandoned, the office area appeared to be renovated and being used as a front for something. A few men dressed no differently than the rest of the party-goers, but the small walk-talkies held in their hands or sitting somewhere near them labeled them part of the security team.

Fitzgerald pulled one of the desk chairs away from the desk and placed it in front of Lennox. "Here. Sit." He commanded gently. After taking care of that, he walks over to another one of the desks in the room and picks up a black bag that was sitting on top. He carries it back over to Lennox and opens it up, laying out some standard medical supplies on the desk nearby, before turning back to Lennox to examine his injuries.

[Етеяиiту]

Luckily Lennox wasn't severly hurt only a few bruised boned and a broken rib but besides that his body was merely heavily sprinkled in bruises and cuts. Lennox was taken aback by the sheer amount of medicinal apliances withing the black box.

He forgot about his nose, still pouring blood. He let his hand down until the blood began to drip onto his pants. He gasped and covered his mouth and nose again, wishing it wiuld stop.

[Anime]

"I guess we should start with the bloody nose." Fitzgerald suggest, as he squatted down in front of the young man before him. He finished putting on a pair of latex gloves and started to dab at the blood carefully with a alcohol soaked compress. "Would you like to be taken to the hospital?" He asked. "I have to stay here--after all I am the host of the shindig--but one of these strapping gentleman would be able to escort you to the nearest outreach clinic or hospital..."

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He shook his head,"please, no hospital, im really fine" he said, his expression pleading. He could not go to the hospital, if they tried to inspect him he would turn into an experiment and he would never get out of there.

He looked up at the ceiling when his head was tilted back to clean out the blood, thankful this boy wasn't insisting upon taking him to the hospital. He sighed softly,"I didn't even want to be here" he mumbled to himself,"sorry, no offense but I don't like these kinds of parties, filled with drugs and alcohol, I mean alcohol is nice but I just dont see how this is really a party, nobody is even really interacting.

[Anime]

Fitzgerald paused for a minute, not truly believing what he was hearing--could another human being share his same discontent? "Funny. I used to love these kinds of parties. No responsibility, no social obligation, no rules and regulations." He resumed cleaning the blood from his face. "But the more I intend these parties, the more my thoughts come to reflect the one's you just voiced..." He sighed. "It is like no one is real anymore."

He seemed to have dismissed the idea of the hospital visit along with Lennox's refusal. He never cared for hospitals himself--not to mention, if he went to the hospital there would be a lot of questions about where and how he came to get these injuries, which isn't something Fitzgerald wanted to handle, if he didn't have to...

[Етеяиiту]

He nodded,"agreed," he said with a light smile. "I always hear about how back in the day when parties were elegant and everyone spoke to everyone and people only knew what was going in in the world around them because they interacted with others, only the bums drank" he spoke softly. Lennox thought back, remembering when he lived in the victorian era, everything was elegant and beautiful and people would talk and he went to a party once, smiling and happy because even if they didn't know it everyone was happy back then, no matter what, it was and always will be his favorite time period.

Lennox sighed sadly,"now everyone hides behinds electronic and social media and when they do get out they become people like those three" he said, letting off a slight 'tsh' with his tongue when reffering to the three angels that had beat him up.

[Anime]

"Funny thing is even the parties where the sole purpose is networking and socializing, the attendants still aren't truly interacting." Fitzgerald recalled the formal galas and balls that he'd been to over the years with his father, representing their family business and forging relationships with the other elites. "It is all so self-serving and selfish that the idea of forging kinship and friendship between people and families is a rare occurrence." He rolled his eyes and examined the now clean face, as he beckoned for a ice pack from one of the guards.

He pressed the ice pack gently to Lennox's nose and took his hand, moving it to hold his own ice pack, as Fitzgerald went back to examining him for other injuries. As they did this, a woman in designer clothes dressed in designer labels and covered in dark themed tattoos, like a pair of claw marks revealing Hell's fires could be seen on her exposed skin. "There you are Fitzy-boy." She smiled and leaned in the doorway. "Your missing all the action."

Fitzgerald frown and shooed her away. "I"m busy." He grumbles. The woman shrugs and heads back out into the chaotic party, shutting the door behind her. He glances back at Lennox.

[Етеяиiту]

Lennox nodded slightly,"yeah, thats true as well" he said before the ice pack wasbplanted on his nose and he held it there gently. Lennox gazed at the other, admiring his wisdom and lack of ignorance.

He gazed at the woman who had walked in, their eyes meeting for only a split second before she left. When Fitzgerald looked back at him he blushed lightly,"so uhhh, thank you for this, I'm sorry I ruined your night" he mumbled softly.

[Anime]

"You didn't." Fitzgerald replied simply before looking up, beaming a brilliant grin at Lennox. "I was standing on the balcony near where I found you watching the city." He explained. "I'm just not feeling the party scene anymore, like I explained already."

He shrugged. "However, without my part in the planning, they wouldn't have a clue what to do about party venues. As my father's and my company are the one's purchasing old, abandoned places like this one. They're cheap and pretty easy to convert into office space and training grounds for those not residing in Scotland, where our headquarters is."

[Етеяиiту]

He gazed at him as he spoke, showing genuine confusion when he spoke of why he had to be here,"what does your father do?" He asked in confusion. Lennox was confused and curious now, his mind racing a million miles per hour to try and figure it out.

[Anime]

"Owns a security firm that serves the elite." Fitzgerald shrugged. "But the real money comes from the contract we struck up with a few government bodies to protect their foreign diplomats when they travel outside of the bounds of their country's protection." He explained. "I'm only in the US for college, and then I figure he'll ever ship me off to New York or back to Scotland, but for know I'll just continue to enjoy Boston on my weekends away from Harvard Business School."

[Етеяиiту]

He nodded,"sounds cool" he said, frowning slightly when he heard he would be leaving,"how much longer do you have here?" He asked, suddenly hoping for a longbtime to get to know this male and talk to him more.

[Anime]

"A year or two." Fitzgerald said after a moment of calculation. "Have to finish up this Master's Degree before I do anything else." He stood back up, deeming his medical attention enough, thinking a hot bath, some rest, and time would do the rest.

[Етеяиiту]

He pursed his lips sadly,"oh, well I hope you enjoy the time you have left" he said softly. Before getting up and stretching back, popping his rib back into place, the wound healing instantly. He placed the ice pack on the counter, his nose red but no bruise or blood,"I should probably head back to the dorm, thank you for your help" he said, smiling happily at him before heading away, only a slight limp in his step.

[Anime]

"Wait." Fitzgerald said, not wanting to leave the injured young man, just yet. "How are you going to get back to your dorm? Are you in any condition to drive?"

[Етеяиiту]

He looked at he ground, remembering that Felix had driven them here. He shookhis head,"I can get a cab, or walk if I need to" he said softly.

[Anime]

Fitzgerald patted his pockets in search of his keys, finally producing them from one of his pants pockets. "Let me offer you a ride home." He decided. "The others can handle the dealing with the clean up and such. I can't in right mind make you hail a cab or walk home in your condition." He beamed another of his killer smiles. "You were hurt at my party, after all."