Frank paced the length of his living room, casting an ocasional glance toward the unconsious guy on his couch. His flaming red hair, obviously dyed, covered his face, but it didn't hide the fact that his entire body was pattered to match the galaxy. The sun was partially visible on his chest, only half covered by a black tank top, and Frank guessed earth was somewhere on his stomach. The planets and such weren't even the alarming part. It was the dark blue skin dotted with stars that were going through a constant cycle, blinking, dying out, and being replaced by another. Needless to say, Frank wasn't sure what he should do. He'd found him outside, flopped down on the ground, face pressed into the rain-soaked dirt. After discovering the blinking stars on his skin, Frank got a feeling taking him to the hospital or to authorities might not be a good idea. So he'd picked him up, bathed him as carefully as possible, dressed him, and plopped him down on the couch. He found himself wondering when - or if - he'd wake up. There was no sign of physical injury, but Frank hadn't exactly done a thorough check for it. His search had been cursory at best.
There was a low groaning as the starry skinned male stirred, and Frank found himself watching intently from a few feet away. His eyes opened slowly, and after a few moments of confused glancing around he fixated his gaze on Frank. "Who the hell are you? Where am I?" The male spoke in an unexpectedly demanding tone, and Frank was quick to reply. "I'm Frank, and you're in my living room." After Frank finished the male narrowed his eyes, the white irises tinting a shade of colour Frank couldn't describe. "Alright, why am I here?" This time Frank had to take a moment to decide how to answer without sounding sketchy as hell. "I found you outside after it quit raining. You were unconsious."
The questions kept flooding in, and Frank eventually got to ask some questions, such as: "Why are your Sclera black?" "How did your skin get like that?" "Where did you come from?" and "What's your name?" And the male answered all to the best of his abilities.
"That's just how they are."
"I was born like this."
"I can't recall where."
Frank was definitely most interested in the answer to the last question. "Gerard."
