Gangsta

Flinching away from Ix, he flailed a little at the cloth but as his head wound was still not clean it was really no use. Pulled back again, Kaz sighed as he looked over at the egg, still cracking away on the bed with Drik sitting nearby and curious. With Ix dabbing away and his eyes focused on the egg, Ix was left to clean away as Kaz didn’t move or flinch as he worried about his newest baby.

The ropes were gone, laid on the floor along with his hoodie that had been covering a new variety of wounds from his fight with the underlings. Under the ropes his skin was rubbed away, redness left along with some bleeding but that could be fixed when Kaz was sent off to shower when his head was cleaned up and Ix pleased by his handwork.

“Do you think it’s alright? It hasn’t popped out yet...” With worry very obvious in his voice, he turned back to Ix. His eyes so big and not those squints or murderous stares Kaz was giving as he woke up. Hearing a meow, Kaz jumped and blinked over as the very vague pleased feelings he could feel. “It’s a cat!”

Turning to stare excitedly at Ix, he looked so happy at the idea of a cat dragon. His beat up face with scratches just full of joy as he wiggled at his egg. Not far but far enough away he couldn’t just reach out and touch it.

Ignoring the other's fretting Ix was set in his ways to clean up the wound his men had caused. He didn't have a lot of respect for other people's personal space, but at least he was gentle when it mattered. There were a few other areas to treat, some that'd have to be wrapped after their bath as well. "I wouldn't have pegged you for the motherly sort. Stop worrying, it's strong enough to crack which means it'll come out after a little more rest."

Going on with the work, it was just a bit longer before Ixavier was finished and Kaz had turned to give him a mild heart attack. Or at least that's what it felt like, a heart attack without the surprise as he felt his heart jump with a sudden 'ba-dump' sort of feeling. Staring at that excited, happy face, he had to relent to releasing his patient so that they could go to it. It was either that, or he felt like something he didn't quite want would happen.

Still perfectly composed, he smiled in that not quite real way as he hid behind a straight face, "You're a cat person then? If so it seems we have something in common." While Drik was more of an everything person instead of just a cat person, he looked about as excited as Kaz as his eyeless face wiggled on the bed. Occasionally he would use the plating on his face to tap against the cracks on the egg, trying to help whatever was inside escape.

"You can do it!" He encouraged, wiggling even more as he awaited to see what he considered a new friend and guest. "Common, smash it!"

“Yeah but it hasn’t come out. What if it’s tired?” Still fretting away, his excitement as his dragon called for him and sent it's happy vibes left Kaz just wiggly.

Watching Ix freeze as he became excited, he tilted his head at him as if silently asking if something was wrong. He was free for now though, scurrying right over to look into the big egg that Drik was trying to help it out of. Looking inside, Kaz didn’t see anything at first. Looking around in the darkness even in the lit room he hummed. Starting to coo into the darkness about how it sounded so cute.

Getting another meow, suddenly 6 eyes opened up and started blinking at the brunette. Kaz just blinked back at all the small eyes before suddenly he jumped. The odd watch of his gave a single and soft beep. An hour had apparently passed, which with all the cleaning that had been done he supposed was good timing.

“Cats are quite nice, you have to earn their trust and even then they play hard to get. I think they’re cute.” He responded back to Ix, reaching his hand into the egg that still held an unsure shaped dragon with who knew what traits. “Just like you, what’s your name you lovely darling?”

Another soft meow came back, and as Kaz pulled his hand out there was a black ball of fluff clinging to his hand. Six eyes blinking as the dragon quickly crawled to hide in Kaz’s shirt, Kaz not even bothering to stop them either. Stroking their furry body he let Drik examine it before it went into the darkness that was his clothes.

“Well, I’m going to call you Nyx. Do you like the darkness, Nyx?” Meow. Well, Kaz took that as a yes. Smiling, he looked back to Ix as he rubbed the lump that was situated in his baggy clothes.

Sticking his face as close as Kaz would let him to the black ball of fluff, Drik thought it was adorable and wanted to get under Kaz's shirt to join it. Probably not something that would be very appreciated, but he latched on to one of Kaz's arms anyway so that they couldn't escape too far from him. If the little creature came out after all, he wanted to be the first to coo at it like Kaz had! Or maybe it had only come out of the egg before because Kaz had cooed at it? Hmmm.

Watching from a safe distance, Ix had his legs crossed in front of him as he leaned back in a chair. Blinking at that smile that was turned on him, he quickly looked away when it gave him that dangerous feeling he was having deja vu of.

Lucky for him, there was soon a knock at the door, giving him the perfect distraction to go and answer instead of paying mind to his guest at the moment. "Yes?" In the doorway a bald, tall, and intimidating man looked down at Ixavier, "Brought ya dinner boss," glancing back up, they actually looked over and behind Ix to get a look at the prisoner that was the talk of the building. At least until Ix snapped his fingers in front of their face to draw their attention back down and take the offered dishes. "I said, thank you Jackson. You can go now." Bowing, the other hurried off as the ginger called after them from the door, "And tell everyone else he's a handsome brunette with hazel eyes!" The man nearly tripped on his way down the stairs after being known he got caught staring.

Shaking his head, Ix brought back two plates covered by a round metal covering. "Honestly. It's only been a year, I don't know what's going through their head sometimes." Calling Drik over so he'd stop pestering Kaz and their new dragon, Ix uncovered one of the plates to reveal a generously sized stead and much smaller portions of sweet potato and macaroni salad. At least they knew his dragon would eat most of the meat for him. "How about you bathe first then we'll eat. Do you need help?"

So happy to have this ball of cute blackness as his, Kaz didn’t pay mind to the door. It was one of the lackeys who brought them food for the evening. Not that Kaz was sure he’d eat but he did want to feed the new dragon all that it wanted, it had to be hungry after all that hatching after all! WIth Drik so small and light he minded it not either, Continuing to coo away into his shirt, leaving an odd sight for anyone to behold who didn’t have a background behind it.

Looking up as Ix snapped, Kaz watched the other head off as Ix called after him. Leaving Kaz chuckling and he finally reached his worn hand and wrist into his shirt to pull out his strange 6 legged dragon who started meowing up a storm.

“A year since what?” He asked, giving the small cat-like creature any kisses on it’s complaining face to try and calm it down. Eventually working as instead of meowing the black dragon fell into a lot of purring while slowly blinking it's multiple eyes. “Mmmmmm, a bath does sound good. I should be fine though. I’ll take Nyx with me so she can get a bath too. How does that sound?” Starting to coo again at the dragon, he got up on his still shaky but functional legs as he looked around the room. Spotting the bathroom from an open door and figured after some time sitting on the tub edge he’d figure it all out. “I will need clothes though. You can just toss them in the door.”

With that though, Kaz made his way towards the bathroom, leaving Drik to tug at his rider as Kaz strolled his purring ball of fluff. He supposed the day had started off rather upsetting. But after a new friend maybe it was better, maybe. They still had dinner to figure that out.