With a pool of blood between them, Yang's dumbstruck look faded to one of concern as he watched Pandora struggle to stay on her feet. "This is bad... Very bad..." He whispered under his breath. He could feel the blood from his own cheeks fall of his face, and he heard it land into the pool of Pandora's blood beneath him, landing with a plop. He glanced down to see that his own blood seemed to had burnt a pocket into the solidified puddle, and singed a hole into the ground.The significant contrast in the colors of their blood made the puddle almost look pretty. Hesitantly, he went to touch the pool of congealing black blood with his foot, and watched with fascination as it seemed to jiggle. He shook his head, Not the time Yang. He opened his mouth to speak as he looked back up to Pandora, "It's fine... really..." His voice droned out as he noticed thebox she pulled out. He watched her open it, and his gaze immediately grew interested as he saw her pull out the small red tablet, No it can't be... he thought to himself. He shook his head as he watched her place the pill in her mouth. His expression was wiped clean as she doubled over in pain, denying his suspicion, At least it's not what I'd assumed it was. He thought as he sprung into action, taking a quick step towards Pandora to help her stand straight.
He heard a splash, and felt something cold spray up his leg, stopping him in his tracks. He glanced down, towards the cool black blood that coated his tattered pant leg, colder in spots where it touched his skin through the ripped material. "Oh right..." He muttered, disappointed in his own ignorance. He looked back to Pandora, and was sprayed with the red liquid that she coughed out. He blinked a few times, feeling the sensation of the liquid roll down his chest. He rose a hand and carelessly wiped it off, which ended up in him just rubbing it in more and causing a bigger mess. He glanced up to her as she spoke. Her blood coating his leg, the red substance coating his chest, and his own blood still dripping down from his arm and cheek to the puddle below him made him look like he'd just committed a murder. He waited until she was finished, I can tell Yin later. Tell Yin what? Nothing. Later. No now. No. Yes. Yang shook his head and gave up arguing, looking over to Pandora's tail. "Let me think..." He rose a bloody hand to his chin, and noticed the warmth had returned to his skin, and to the area around him, making the puddle of blood he was standing in warmer and a little more comfortable. His eyes widened as an idea popped into his mind. He lowered his hand, and held both of them in front of him, "I can do something to help your bleeding, though I don't think you'll like it... and it will hurt quite a bit, especially because it's your, er, tail." He explained. Already, his hands seemed to warm up, and a red aura began to appear around them.
Brutus looked down to Shiro, his brow furrowed and his mouth turned into a frown. "Yeesh, yer a lot nicer than some other people I've meet 'ere." He commented, giving up on trying to hide his undignified accent,"That'll get ya far in life kid. Won't get ya far ere, but in life it will. Here it'll get ya a tombstone and a service." He warned, "I'm tellin' ya kid though, this one year we 'ad a bunch of stuck up snobs for a class. They didn' give two snuffs bout nobody else. It was all about them. Hell, you'd offer em your house an they'd take it, without showing you so much as a thank you." He shook his head, a grin spreading across his face, "Funny ain't it? They acted like they wanted everything, but suddenly, they didn't want nuffin when King told me to offer my fist to em. Serves em right for being snobs." He glanced around the room, before resting his eyes back down to Shiro, "Er, sorry. Got a little carried off there in my stories. Been ere so long I got a million of em. About my measurements though.."
He looked forwards and squinted in thought for a moment, before looking back down to Shiro, "It's been quite a while since I've gotten measured, so I might've grown a tad, so I'd say... eh, round 13 feet or so. Couple a inches over. Probably closer to 14 feet. And for my weight..." He patted his stomach, "Well it changes quite a bit I'd say." He laughed to himself at his own little inside joke, "But I'd say around 600, 700 lbs. That seems bout right."