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Marcus generally felt, (that was to say; pretty often okay with), helping people get out of messy situation they might have caused to themselves. Sure, there was a line of 'you're on your own due to your self destructive tendencies' but that was something he'd learned only after sorting through the majority of his own. Yet crashing, breaking buildings and the possibility of someone being hurt was a different matter. In such cases the party at fault was irrelevant and his job as a moon was recovery and defense. You trained to respond to these such crisis, and ignoring them was tantamount to betrayal and negligence. Not to mention utterly stupid given all hunters had a responsibility to try an protect human lives.

Not that all hunters were good at that aspect of their jobs but hey, thats why moons existed.

So hearing a crash in the house, a loud one that was all too loud had him not exactly hesitating to check in on the resident in question. He did at least, knock first.
"Lex." He yelled, "you okay?"

If he's not you should take his alcohol. I'm sure he has something good.
Thank you Dis, I'm sure he'd appreciate that.

Now, that did not sound like Lex if just because Lex had gone through puberty already and didn't go around yelling, (usually). Which meant likely some kid (yet another one?) had appeared on the island. Heavy sigh out of the the way, Marcus stood at the door.
"It's Marcus Hasan, and if you wouldn't mind opening the door I'd rather not have to force it open."
Dis was doing a mental eye roll, asking why they were bothering Lex of all people when they could be bothering someone else. Like Dakota. Or Jason. Or anyone other then one of the men not inclined to likely be taken in by Marcus's good looks.

The hunter, even after so many year had nothing so say of the vampires ever present instance on certain things,

Marcus.
No
Marcus, I am pretty sure-
NO.
You have to just admit things my Marcus and this is one of those things. Or well, boy now, at any rate.

"Look, if you don't open the door- Well. I mean I can kick it in and damage the frame which is a b***h to repair or you open it. But either way I kind of am required to investigate sounds of things breaking. Plus it's better to answer questions face to face. For the record, no, you came here willingly. But you probably don't even remember that do you?"

He sighed again.
"You at least have Regal with you? Your weapon?"

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Marcus half expected Lex's stubborn nature would present itself in his younger form by the way of refusing entry out of pure spite. He did not expect a timid door opening, followed the look of a young man who was pretty darn uncertain and had the general look of someone frazzled and discerning if they should have opened the door in the first place.

"Lord Jesus." He murmured under his breath. That was- it was Lex, the bone structure was the same, he kid had that same general look about him- it was if he'd gotten smaller and less. Jaded. Less worn down. Being at Deus aged a person in a way outside of physical, and this kid didn't have it.
"Well for the record-" A finger pointed at the ceiling. "Up." Then the floor. "Down." Dis burst out into laugher at Marcus's deadpan delivery of the joke.

"I'll just- wow. ********." He ran a hand through his hair, clearly not sure what to do and just exasperated. Then-
"Well." hands flopped to his sides. "You're at Deus ex Machina Lex. We fight demons, monsters, and stave off the apocalypse. Welcome to the party. Again, I guess."

Marcus had no idea who Lex was talking about, he assumed his old friends from youth. But the 180 from the timid mouse to brash angry teen was not lost on Marcus. Typical. This was a Lex Marcus at least had semi-experience with. If just in a more adult format. Now it was just..kid packaged.

Watching the spectacle de Lex, Marcus held out his hands. "Allow me to be cryptic and creepy. You are home Lex. This is your home. Has been for a few years now. Also considering the fact that out there, you're already legally dead makes leaving all but problematic to say the least. But- hey, be a brat. I have time to kill today."
Marcus didn't have the patience for deal with a newly minted kid version of his not friend not entirely enemy however. Time or no time. "That voice that no doubt is in your head-Regal? He is, was a griffin just as my weapon was once a vampire. He is your weapon, bonded to you, as Desidero is bonded to me."

Pulling off his earring, it quickly formed into the scimitar, blue ruins glowing with a pulsating light as Marcus shoved it into the ground.
"Magic is real and runic, demons and monsters are the shadows you see and now you fight back. Now pick up your weapon Lex. Leaving your weapon laying around is a fast way to ******** yourself over." He smiled.

"If you don't pick it up, you might get yourself killed with nothing to protect you after all."

Well, he was starting to get it. At least, a little bit. Leaning on his scimitar, Marcus waited for Lex to get his pistol before pulling his own weapon free. Dis was not happy about the dirt, but did understand why Marcus had done it. 'Looking cool' aside. Lex wouldn't have taken well to the display if the hunter had kept the weapon in a position of aggression in all likelihood.

"Hasan." He said with a look of understanding. Lex was coping well so far, but poor guy would probably go into shock later on. "Marcus Hasan. Marcus is fine. I'm a senior hunter here. Moon division- I'll explain in detail later." Man, he didn't want to deal with death and the whole legal s**t this was now. Not that laws ever meant much but kids in the field would be... difficult.

"I'm not mad about the outburst. It's rational. You've had a shock and are suffering from something that hit a few other hunters recently as well. Memory loss, age regression, I'm not privy to all the details but from what I understand, it's complicated and not too terrible." He sat down next to Lex, pulling back part of his coat to expose the myriad of scars that had been engraved into the right side of his body. "Like I said, not too terrible."

He eyed the pistol then Lex. Poor guy was probably feeling more lost than before. Marcus was never great at this sort of comforting thing. Cass was, but she was out.
"Do you remember shadows at least? Things you could see from the corners of your eyes? Things that haunted you and just sort of pervaded your life? Those beings are from another plane of existence. Regal used to be one of them but he was changed to aid us. He can probably add in some blanks, but you were brought here of your own free will. Regal chose you just as you chose to make a stand against those shadows who would harm humanity. We're Hunters- Deus ex Machina. How you've suffered age regression is for you to figure out, but look Lex, I get it. This is a lot to take in."

He was really bad at comforting and explaining this stuff. There was a reason he didn't do recruitment missions damn it.
"How about we get you some clothes that fit and something to eat? We can start there and get you sorted out on your own time yeah?" Lex was going to have a meltdown if he found out he was almost, well, married not married. 15 all over again. Puberty all over again. Marcus could only sympathize. For young!Lex this was probably nightmarish to say the least.