Alastor: his brows furrowed in concentration. Making sure that the cuts were as clean as possible. He examined his skin pulling it back slightly so he could see inside the cut.

I am pretty tired but decently good!!

That's good to hear!!

George: “I dare you to let me put my boxers on!” George smirked evilly as he giggled softly.

Ariv: Ariv nearly yanked his arm away when Alastor pulled up his skin up in a painful for Ariv. How the skin looks on the inside was odd to say the least as well with a weird swirly look to the reddish purple skin.

Alastor: he glanced up at Ariv a little confused. "Is this normal? This can't be normal... are you okay?? Should we be taking you to the hospital??" He put the rubbing alcohol soaked cloth over the cuts again pressing down to stop any remaining bleeding.

George: George stuck his tongue out at Chris with a wide smile before pulling his boxers back on triumphantly.

Ariv: “I am perfectly fine Alastor, but-” Ariv let out a soft hiss of pain as he felt more rubbing alcohol being applied. “Could you stop that?? They’re already clean!!”

Alastor: he glared at Ariv. "It's not clean, I just had my fingers near the area. Now suck it up. At least I'm not using bleach or acid." He kept the cloth pressed firmly against his skin as he grabbed a package of gauze. He paused looking down at his "hands" and realize that this would be almost impossible to do with only one.

George: George couldn’t help but burst into a short fit of giggles before simply kissing him gently and nuzzling back into him.

Ariv: Ariv, still not liking the alcohol on his skin, began to squirm before trying to push Alastor’s hand away that held the cloth to him.

Chris: he grumbled loosely wrapping his arms around George. "Truth or dare, George." He didn't sound very impressed.

Alastor: he rolled his eyes pulling the cloth off his arm. "Don't you start acting like a child, would you rather get an infection?? Or how about die because some of my nail was left under your skin??" He looked down to the gauze. "And.. I need help... can you open this..?"

George: "How about a truth for now...?" George asked softly, not wanting and evil dare from Lucas.

Ariv: Ariv folded his arms crossly, glaring a bit at Alastor as he didn't respond. Ariv glared at the gauze for a long moment and just when you thought he was being a butt and won't open it, Ariv grabbed the gauze and opened it. Now, Alastor never said to give it back sooooo...