http://redcha0s.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] redcha0s.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-02-21 01:56 am (UTC)

"Hehe..." a weird, creepy, grin slipped up Isaac's cheeks slowly and he incessantly giggled to himself for a long moment. "Can't direct you... Oh no, I can't!" he shook his head back and forth, and then looked behind him briefly then back at the gentleman infront of him. "There're no doctors in hell." he whispered. Isaac wasn't trying to 'pull a funny' on the stranger, he'd been told by the man (http://shed-scarlet.livejournal.com/profile) that this was hell and he had to believe that, what else could he have believed? "I'll help though." he said, those wide white irises licking at foreign coloured skin and attire. Needless to say that he found this bleeding dark-skinned man very attractive -unique was always something that lured in Isaac.

Needless to say, nobody should trust Isaac when it comes to medical practices. Especially when he's got that look in his eyes.

"I can touch your skin, can't I? It looks so..." what was the word? "...different."

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