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Atticus had thrown some pants on before they got there, not wanting to seem indecent... Not that anybody would've cared.

Except Riyo, who he had no idea was also there. "Welcome to my home." He said unenthusiastically, a little shocked to see Blade so trashed.

For a crummy apartment, it looked like Atticus had made the best out of the situation. The home was very cozy with a victorian-esque feel to it. And tidy.

That was about to change, since Blade was dripping blood everywhere. "Lay him on the couch. I've set all my stuff in the livingroom to take care of him." He worked fast, apparently.

While Riyo would've usually taken the opportunity to scream at Atticus, the thief's well-being was more important at the moment. "Can you fix him?" riyo asked the doctor, worry apparent in her eyes.

Atticus raised a brow at the question... It was a little unlike her to be worried about someone else. "I'll do what I can."

"Don't just try because if you die I will be pissed." Not the nicest of things to say but it was about as motivational as Neko got sometimes. His nicer side wasn't showing today. Laying Blade down on the couch, Neko took a step back watching Atticus go to work. It seemed like the man worked quickly to get everything put together. "Do you need help with anything?"

He placed a hand on Riyo's shoulder to pull her back out of the way as well, eyes turning to Blade to monitor his condition. The boy looked extremely pale from all the blood loss and he was obviously in pain still. Hopefully that wouldn't last much longer.

Blade was a little too out of it to put much thought into Atticus's suggestion, but it did sound odd. He was having trouble focusing on anything that wasn't morbid or dark in some way at the moment. Biting down onto the stick weakly, he tensed a bit at what was to come. He knew it was going to hurt like no tomorrow. Especially with the slight curve the fang had.

His eyes lazily shifted from the doctor to the janitor to Riyo and back. If Atticus were to look carefully at the wound either now or once the dagger was out, he would notice the flesh at the edge was tinged black.

Nice thoughts, nice thoughts..

Not being alone would be nice. Or having something kind of like a family. Granted those people didn't decide they didn't want him around and ditch him... Would that happen with Riyo? Or the others who seemed to tolerate his existence?

So much for the nice thoughts.

Atticus wasn't particularly concerned with the way the wound looked as much as he was with the knife. Instead of giving some kind of verbal warning, the doctor took the blade in his hands and pulled it out with the snap of a finger. Not the strongest of souls, but damn was he fast. Only half-way examining the object, he sat it down to the side so they could worry about what the hell had happened later. "One blade successfully extracted from... Blade. Hm. Ironic."

Riyo watched carefully as Atticus worked, almost missing the sight of him pulling the blade out. Wasn't the first time she'd forgotten how fast he worked.

Once the blade was free Neko did as he was told and put pressure on the wound. His hand pressed firmly on the spot hoping to slow if not stop the blood flow that seemed to be going on. "While I enjoy the irony myself..." Neko started unsure how to put what he wanted to say delicately. "He's fading pretty fast. If he gets any paler he's going to start sparkling."

Turning to look at Riyo, he nodded her over. "Can you talk to him? Keep his mind occupied." While it wasn't a head injury Neko still wasn't sure how much of a good idea it would be if Blade blacked out or fell to sleep.

Blade's attention shifted over towards Riyo as she knelt down by him. He simply stared at her for a moment or so as she brought up the topic of a porno. Well this was an interesting conversation. A threesome with a fat girl; that didn't sound very pleasant at all like she said. At times his eyes raised with a sort of 'really?' type expression to times where he more or less cringed... and not because of the pain in his chest.

As unpleasant as the story was, it did keep his mind occupied off of the pain and dying in general.

"D-damn... " he shuddered, not able to speak all too loud, "H-how'd you keep watching that...?"

Around now, the distant sound of a siren could be heard. Most likely the paramedics would be arriving to grab Blade within the next few minutes.

If Atticus had a horrified face, he would've no doubt used it as Riyo went into small details of this... Video. "Are you ******** insane?" He asked as he finished what he was doing... Though it had appeared to work.

Shrugging at both of the comments she got, Riyo chose to respond to Blade's instead of Atticus's obviously rude one. "I've watched thousands of them. Most of it doesn't surprise me now." she said matter-of-factly, immediately moving back as the paramedics arrived.

Silently she looked up at Neko, wondering what they should do. Would they go back to what they had been doing or follow Blade? Could they follow Blade? She imagined not...

Atticus followed in suite as the woman arrived, not wanting to get in the way of her work. It looked like the boy would be alright. At least, he hoped so.

"Uh..." Neko looked a little dumbfounded for a moment as he tried to think. "I...I don't think he does." He was the kid that was semi-permanently living at the school because his parents were both gone. Neko imagined if he had an option he would be with other family members but that didn't seem to be the case. "I'll call Hakim..." Looking to Riyo Neko wasn't sure what else to do. "Do you mind keeping him company for now?"

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his own cell phone, looking up the number he needed to call the headmaster. It didn't seem to take him long to find it before he dialed out, the conversation brief since he really didn't have too many details to share. Hopefully Blade would be able to fill them in when he wasn't in such a dire situation.

The gurney was rolled in shortly after and with care they lifted Blade onto it, strapping him in for the ride back to the ambulance. Paramedics continued to hover about him trying to keep him as stable as possible but unfortunately not much would be able to be done until they reached the hospital.

"Come on, let's move," The woman paramedic said as she tried to hurry her team along. Time was of the essence.