(Nice.Meh boy here is frail,pale with red eyes,golden choker,black demonic tail comin' from his *Cough* *Cough* Gray pants and a black jacket with white streaks down the shoulders. He's about 5'7 and has small fangs. He has bruises that show with his jacket sleeves pulled up. He has them pulled up today actually.) Sean nodded. "Y-yes,I'm Sean....a-and t-thanks I guess?" he said softly.

"No problem. Hey, wha'what's up with the bruises? Looks like Destruction Boy when he fir-Ow!" Nicote had tactfully knocked him with his crutch.

"SOrry not sorry." he cussed, pretendign to be overly cheerful (ended up being snarky).

His red eyes widened and he yanked his sleeves down over his arms,his demonic tail wrapping tightly around one of his legs and his golden choker glowing nervously. "Uh..I-I'd rather n-not say." he said,getting softer and softer till he was silent,his gaze on the ground. He pulled at the glowing choker nervously as it glowed. He'd much rather not speak of his father's beatings to someone he's just met. Either of them.

ken looked ready to say somethig else, but nicote cut him off. "Ya gonna get lunch or did ya already get some?" He blatantly ignored the fourth call coming in, (that weird song the bunnies sang during the movie Sing during the auditions), which Ken gagged at. "People actually like that? How?"

Sean looked at them with sparkling red eyes,brushing his black tips from his face a bit with a bruised hand,tho not as bad as his arms tho. "N-no,I haven't...b-but i don't...r-really eat much s-so I'm okay..." he said,his frail shoulders bouncing slightly as he spoke. He smiled ever so faintly at Ken's reaction to the ring tone,his fangs showing slightly.

"You don't eat much ieither? Ok, that's it. You and you, are coming with me, and you both are eating at least three spoonfulls of food, right now. And I'll shove it down your throat if I hae to. How do either of you not collapse from amorexia or something?" Ken asked.

Nicote rolled his eyes upwards, the green and blue both sparking. 'Ken, iI told you a million times that-"

"yeah yeah, but lok at the two of ou! You are both skinny sticks, and don't say you'll eat when yu get home, you probably won't( pointing at Sean) "and ou'll lock yourself in the basement, without even going near the kitchen" (pointing at NIcote)

Sean blushed. "I-I'm not sk-skinny!" he said,his volume normal despite him wanting it a bit louder. "I w-wont lock...myself up...not in the basement at least." he said,the last part little more that a whisper. He did hide from his father,true,but not in the basement. In his room,now that he would do. He knew he was frail,but he hated to admit it.

"Uh, yeah you are. You're a pile of skin and bones and you look worse then Nicote did w-"

"Ok, that's it, your on the stupid friends list." Nicote gruned. "Although...you should ook in the mirror sometime." he added thoughtfully. Ignoring Ken's protest of "Hey, i'm not stupid!"

Sean crossed his arms and seemed to make himself a little bigger as his demonic tail swept side to side. "I'm not...I'm just fine,and I agree with your friend here." he said,not really trying to be mean,and it really didn't work to seem like it at how he spoke,but his choker glowed on and off in a pulse as he seemed to try and act the opposite of his soft shy persona. He still seemed fidgety and his feet shuffled a bit.

"You're failing the "tough guy" stance terribly. Try looking people in the eye next time." NIcote said helpfully. "And Idiot number 1 is Ken. The girl that's hanging from the celing above you is Lia, who is currently being invisible."

"I'm not invisible. I'm a ghost." a random voice said from above Sean.

"your hairpin is floating in midair then." Nicote retorted.