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Finn Deroen | 0/25 | bleeding everywhere

Finn was sort of vaguely aware that he was bleeding. It was a concern, behind the massive burn on his chest and the multiple parts of his body that all hurt at once. But even those weren't his priority. He only had one thing on his mind right now, a singleminded drive--

Find Tate, and tell her what he'd done.

He stumbled into the plum parlor, nearly taking a window dressing with him as he almost faceplanted onto the carpet. A quick scan of the room while he clung to the wall for dear life confirmed what he'd suspected - Tate hadn't moved.

Finn made his way over to her, and fell to his knees at her feet.

"I did it," he said, looking up at her. "I fought your double."

He beamed, almost delirious. "And I won."

Finn | 5/25 | are u proud of me sempai

"I--" Finn goes pink, literally, the color washing over him. "There was this giant centipede," he says, as if that explains it. His eyes track the floral hairpiece - it would be so easy for her to take his mask off, if she wanted to be cruel.

Her green eyes are striking behind Jeremiah's fox.

"I took her mask off," he says, resting his head against the upholstery of her seat. "So you can leave here. So you can go home."

Finn Derouen | 10/25 | and the grinch's heart grew 10 sizes that day

Finn glanced down bashfully, cheeks going pink to match his aura. "Well," he said, "it's not like you asked me to. I just had to be noble and s**t."

"I got her good," he said, smile coming back to his face. "She turned into this mummy looking thing."

Finn Derouen | 15/25 | Pleased with himself

Finn's eyes drifted shut. Her fingers were warm and soothing. "It kinda... it kinda felt good," he confessed. "To make her shut up. Once I knew what she was and what she'd done."

On second thought....

He opened one eye.

"Have you seen your brother?" he asked. "We got separated and I lost track of him."

Finn Derouen | 20/25 | dozin'

"The coven?" asked Finn, eye falling shut again as he puzzled over Tate's statement. "Like, of witches?"

Wait, no, that didn't make sense.

"Oh," he said. "Like Vampires. Right."

The chair upholstery was soft against his cheek.

"Where'd you learn to do the, uh..."

He scrunched up his face. "Whatever you're doin'."

Finn Derouen |25/25 | I feel top!

Finn lifted his head. "Here, like, in this room?" he asked. "Or here, like, at the ball?" He wasn't sure about the former, didn't think he had any say in the latter. "The tithe's not 'til moonset - according to the invitation, anyway. That's..."

He frowned. The last time he'd known the time, it had been ten PM. Was it still that same hour? He hadn't heard the clock chime again...

"I know we're supposed to be doin' favors," he said, gaze drifting slightly, "but I don't want that kinda responsibility. I've got enough negativity in my life."

Finn / 25/25

Finn nodded. "Yeah," he said. "I'll sit tight."

It seemed like the safest thing to do.