The Good, The Bad, and the Omlet[o]

[Temperance C. Baron]

Suddenly, Temperance barrels past the man and straight into the water without a second thought. In her wake, the man is shoved to the ground. The second the water touched her tan skin, she felt white-hot pain rush through her, but she pushes through it, frantically searching the dark water for her friend. She grabs a hold of what she thought was his shoulders and tugs upwards, noting her already loss in strength from the salt water. 23's head comes splashing out of the water, and Temperance finds herself carrying him to the shore and setting him down. Immediately, she closes up his nose and opens his mouth. She puts her mouth on his and blows, preforming CPR perfectly.
Come on, 23!

[No.23]

23's father was knocked onto the sand and didn't get up for a good ten minutes. He layer on his back and stared blankly at the sky. Thank goodness he was drunk.
It was weird how CRP was much easier on him than any other person. Why? Compressing the chest you'd need to break ribs yet most of his were already broken. Not long after that 23 coughed up a lot of water, rolling on his side and getting it all out. When he realized what was happening 23 clung onto Temprance, shaking in fear with tears running down his pale cheeks.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance holds onto him as well, petting his hair delicately. Pain rushes through her from the salt water, yet she holds it in. 23's predicament was more important than what she was physically feeling, even if it hurt like Hell.
"I-it's okay, 23. I won't let him hurt you. Never again, never again..." She whispers. Her onyx eyes narrow into a death glare as they land on the drunken man in the sand, "Son of a bitch! Touch him again and I'll burn you alive!"

[No.23]

The man still wasn't moving, but he was screaming in a horrid fashion. "Give me my son!" he shouted, kicking his legs and hitting his fists to the ground like a toddler enduring a violent tantrum. "I want him now!"
23 somehow found a way to giggle at a time like this. "He looks funny." he muttered, still bracing for a sudden attack. He was still nervous and stunned by how he got whipped into the water. 23 didn't know how much Temprance was in pain since he wasn't aware of his powers.
But secretly inside, 23 has pity for his father. It was something he knew he'd be scolded for. This man was his father and he has a little hope left that if his dad wasn't drunk, he's love 23 like a real father would. He also thought that he was helping his dad relieve his anger by hurting him. "I hope he's okay..." he whispered.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance is almost slow to comprehend what 23 just said, He...feels bad for the man who beats him and sells him to psychos?! What is wrong with this boy?! She screams in her mind, and she decides to turn it into words.
"What are you say-" She is suddenly cut off when an excruciating pain rushes through her head, making her black out for a few seconds. She slumps over 23, a dead wight to her.
When she comes to seconds later, she chokes back a whimper, and what came out was a slight moan of pain almost. She clenches her sharp teeth and turns away from 23, hoping to cover up the fact that she had passed out from the pain. She glares at the man throwing a tantrum in the sand, "Why should I, you piece of shit?" She says in an uncharasitic icy cold malicious voice, her eyes wide in anger, her mouth parted every so slightly, with a frown dancing across her lips. "You beat him, torture him, this beautiful and sweet boy...you hurt him when he has done nothing to deserve it! You make me sick!" If she could, she would have spit on 23's dad. She clenches her teeth as another wave of pain crashes on her, this time in her stomach, making her feel slightly nauseous.

[No.23]

23 just sat there shy and silent. He knew Temprance would argue with his opinion so he refused to say anything. He got scared. 23 tucked his Knees to his chest and hid his head, covering it with his arms. He tried to block out the world so he could try to think a little easier about what he should do.
(lazy...)

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance looks at 23, and she smiles softly, "How do you wish to proceed, 23? I do not want to upset you anymore..." Her tone is regretful and pained, her big onyx eyes had tiny little tears hanging on the bottom lids as she held back the whimpers of pain. She needed to be strong for him.

((Mine's lazy too ))

[No.23]

"I want to go back into the water." he replied, a little sob in his voice partly muffled by the fabric over his mouth. His eyes poked out and they were red with tears. "I don't want to be here anymore." he whimpered, referring to being alive, and nor just being at the beach. He hated seeing his father in so much pain and struggle. It killed him on the inside. "I wanna leave."

[Temperance C. Baron]

"L-leave?" She said, cursing herself for stuttering. Her deep onyx eyes darken with understanding, and she says, "Then let's go back to the water." She helps him up and takes his hand gently, her hands warm and soft compared to his. Her red lips part to let out a sigh, and she takes him to the water, glancing at 23's father ever so often. When they got there, Temperance suddenly looks at 23, a dark look on her face, "You're so pathetic. Giving up." She scoffs and lets go of her hand, her legs becoming numb from the pain of the salt water, yet she held it all in. Temperance was very good tolerating pain.
"How dare you give up, when you can just leave this man? How dare you give up, when you have a friend who already cares deeply for you?!" She was refering to herself. She clenches her sharp teeth, her back facing 23. She was so stiff, it was surprising it didn't hurt her. Or maybe it did. She was too angry to feel anything.
"I may not understand what you feel for this man, but I do know that you are stronger than just to off yourself! Do not become weak, 23. Do not become selfish. Do not become as bad as this man," She points at 23's father, her arm shaking from her fury. If it wasn't for the salt water, she would probably be up in flames right now. Yet she wasn't yelling. Her voice was unnaturally calm, very unlike her. "do not sink as low as him. There is so much you could live for, 23, you just have to go out there and FIND IT!" She screams the last part, before the pain finally takes over her. She falls to the murky ground, water splashing all around her, screaming out her physical pain, clutching her face. Smoke seemed to rise off her skin, and her own tanned epidermus was beginning to quite literally melt. She screeches in pain again, desperately begging for this pain to end. If a Fire Demon could burn, she was right now.

[No.23]

It was almost like when you were to yell at a small child they were surety get scared and cry, with 23. He wasn't crying like a four year old would but it scared him enough to shed a tear. 23 didn't fully understand why she was so mad at him and he fell into the water when she yelled out him. As she fell into the water and steam was rising around her he realized she was in a lot of pain, and it was about time too. Turns out she can't go into the water. Probably. 23 panicked, grabbing her shirt and wrapping his arms around her waist. What if he dragged her out of the water? Maybe that would help. 23, obviously had very limited strength, but he managed to eventually pull her onto shore. His tiny muscles were tired and when he felt they were safer, stared at her worriedly. She was still breathing which was good since he didnt know a thug about CPR. His father starting to get up, looking for his son. If he came for 23 he couldn't fight him.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance feels 23's arms wrap around her waist, and she finds herself thanking him over and over again in a tiny voice. When he lays her down on the sand, she coughs slightly, and the steam coming from her skin started to evaporate completely. She opens her eyes, only to shut them again when a single drop of water lands on her cornia. She grinds her teeth, and manages to open her onyx eyes half-way to see 23 hovering over her, a worried look on his face. She could tell he was tired by the way he was panting and sweating. She smiles softly through the blood that had seeped through cuts on her face, before her eyes snap to a thing in motion.
When she sees 23's father, she growls out a warning, sounding down-right animalistic, even if it was kind of weak. "C-come...a-a-any closer and I-I will...rip you t-to shreds t-then bu-urn the rem-mains...!"

[No.23]

23 smiled a little as her eyes opened, backing his head away from her so he could stop hovering over her. Hoarse without warning, his mouth was covered by a hand as he was pulled back into some sort of headlock. His father moved faster than he had thought. Both of them seemed dizzy and confused and never realized how fast he was moving. 23's eyes were wide and his heart was racing. However he stuck to his word and didn't struggle to break free. He was exhausted and the way he was breathing made him uneasy.

[Temperance C. Baron]

"2-23!" SHe wheezes, and she heaves herself off the ground slowly, blood dripping from her mouth. She stares into 23's father's eyes, and her own promised death. It was funny how she could be in so much pain, yet still manage to send her infamous death glare to anyone. She clenches her fists, knowing that because 23 was so close to his father, she couldn't just set his father aflame. She had a feeling 3 didn't want her to do it, either. Her eyes cut from his father's to look at 23, and she smiles gently, "Why don't you fight back, 23? Is this man so important to you that you would let him take you from someone who would treat you better? Is he so important that you leave a bright future for being stuck in a basement 24/7, being beaten and sold to other lunatics so they could beat you too? Is he really that important to you?"

[No.23]

(23's gonna get taken eventually lol I have his life planned out.... Muahaha)

23's eyes eased down. Her words said something to him and he would agree too, but he wasn't able to show it since he didn't have the strength to fight him off. But it seemed his father has a bit to much to drink, ad under the constant moving and yelling he just passed out in the sand. 23 scrambled from his grasp and dove into Temprance's arms, his tears streaming down his pale cheeks. His body was quaking like crazy, his fingers groping onto the back to her soaking wet shirt.

[Temperance C. Baron]

((You're so mean to 23 XD Poor poor 23...))

She opens her arms out wide as he runs into them, and she wraps them around him, hugging him tightly, as if promising to never let go. She kisses the top of his head affectionately. It is then when she suddenly realizes that she had grown a very large attachment to 23, and it baffled her. 23...you are so amazing... She thought to herself, before her knees give out again, and she crashes to her kneecaps, accidentally dragging 23 down with her, "S-sorry, 23~!"