Angels vs. Demons- A hybrid battle. COME JOIN US!!!

[Adolf Elizabeth]

Demential took gradual drinks of his whiskey. He heard the woman near him ask the bartender where the nearest hotel is. He set down the glass and turned towards her, realizing she was beautiful. "Beauty is like a knife.."He whispered to himself. "All of the hotels are either booked or too shabby for any rooms to be sold. If you need someplace to stay badly, I've got plenty." He offered, smiling at the woman. Something seemed off, but he wouldn't deny her a place.

[Bre-berry]

♠ ღ ♠ ღ ♠ Kasumi Kanami ♠ ღ ♠ ღ ♠

Kasumi's eyes once again scanned the bar look for the demonic presence. she caught sight of the angel sitting next to a women that gave off a faint demonic presence. the souls screamed of the vampiress. some in vain of being one of her meals. she pulled her eyes from the two being and turned her gaze to the fire. her hair was illuminated by the glowing fire as her eyes reflect its blaze. 'thing are going to get interesting,' she thought with a small smile.

[Adolf Elizabeth]

Demential smiled as she checked her appearance. Beauty is like a knife."I'm William Hartson. You can call me Will." He said to her. Human names disgusted him, but he knew there was a demon in here, and he wasn't exposing too much information. "My door is always open to someone in need." He said warmly, sipping his whiskey.

[Rose_of_the_Darkness_17]

A light sigh escaped Lexi's red lips as she made her way down the street. Usually, she wore a darker shade of blue lip gloss. However, today she simply felt like wearing something else. Even though her lip gloss was different, her clothes were relatively the same as always. She wore a long, black sweater jacket. Under that she had on a pair of dark blue jeans, a dark purple blouse, as well as a pair of black, ankle boots. There was also a simple black hat on her head. It was simple, but still very nice, obviously from a designer.

Lexi wasn't usually one to go walking through the streets alone. It wasn't such a smart thing to do, and having been around for such a long time she obviously knew that. However, since her sister was in a bar, she couldn't possibly be able to walk down the street with her. That bar was exactly where Lexi was headed. It didn't take too long to get there either. It almost no time at all she stopped at a building, opening the door and moving in.

Once inside she took a moment to take a deep breath, making sure that it wouldn't be obvious to others what she was. After doing so she turned and made her way over to her sister. "I was beginning to wonder where you had gone off to." she said. Her voice was light, almost as though she were joking around. "How long have you been here?"

[Yuka the Dragoness]

°▬ Wallow ▬°

Snow drifted down softly from the grey-white sky, landing onto the city and cloaking the earth with crinkled sheets of white. Chilling winds breezed through the air, inflicting sharp bites of cold to any being that walked throughout the streets. Frost coated the windows of buildings and the puddles of water and the leaves upon the trees. The frozen rain fell without a care, indifferent completely, especially for the group of shadowy figures within a particularally large and damp alleyway. Two of the silhouettes passed a limp body between them. One held savagely held up the defenseless being while the other delivered the blows onto him. Another soon offered his enthusiasm to the violence that followed, kicking and screaming horrible words that echoed on the moist stone walls of the alleyway. Blood splattered the ground here and there.

"Hit him again!" the faceless shadow grunted, and watched as another punch landed on the already battered cheek of a dark-haired man who barely stood on his feet. The man went sailing right back down to the cold ground as he was punched brutally yet again. He attempted to stand up again, but just then another blow came from a different member, this time to the stomach. The victim bent himself in half, gasping as both pain and physics stole his breath, his mouth wide and distorted with pain, sharp fangs bared. His attacker relented, and the one holding his arms again watched as he coughed and vomited blood onto the bleached pavement, swallowed from an assault that began hours ago. He let them attack him without a fuss. This was his punishment, afterall. He had it coming since he formed the words from his mouth I quit.

The crack of bone and the slap of flesh echoed shallowly outside the alleyway, the only sound in the night aside from the sharp cries and wails of pain from the victim, though they were few and brief – the will of the vain and proud seldom broke so easily. A few minutes of this merciless battery marked the limit of the youth's resilience; his knees buckled and his captor allowed him to crumple to the ground. He lay there in a bleeding, broken heap, face down and submissive, yet this was not a warrant for mercy, long, moist locks of dark brown hair slid off his shoulders and formed into a waterfall-like curtain. "All right, I think he's had enough," one of the Fallen members said--the leader Abigor. The victim had bloody slashes and gashes and cuts decorated over his entire body. If they were normal wounds, they would have healed by now but such injuries had been inflicted upon him by a special, lethal blade from a silver dagger from the leader himself. The dagger was gripped loosely now in Abigor's hand, the blade drenched in Wallow's blood.

"We'll be see seeing you, Wallow," Abigor sneered. "Want another a**-kicking, come to us anytime." With that, the demon gave the underdog one last kick in the ribs before he and the rest of the Fallen departed from the alleyway and into the frosty night, leaving the bruised and bloody heap where he lay. Wallow blinked few times slowly, looking straight ahead of him at the dark wall of the alley, until he finally decided to get up. Such an act was torture as his injuries cruelly forbidded him to move a muscle. He was eventually able to get on his two feet (albeit shaky) and lean his shoulder onto a wall, his breath coming out as a loud wheeze. A trail of blood streamed down his moist cheek as he hobbled out of the alleyway and onto the street. Good thing no one else but the Fallen had witnessed his humiliation. He walked with a ragged limp, finding it hard to breath. The snow that fell on his pale skin made him feel a bit refreshed; his usually always moist skin absorbed the melting snow hungrily, making his wounds heal at a faster rate.

Wallow didn't really know where the hell he was going and he didn't really care. As long as it was away from that goddamn alley where he met his demise at the hands of his formal group members. He could just collapse on the sidewalk and just fall asleep then and there but the worry over half-angels finding him and slaying him in his sleep made him dismiss the idea. He couldn't rest in broad nighttime. He needed shelture, cover. Hunger gnawed at his stomach. He tried to ignore it and focus more on his footsteps and the cold. His ragged breath puffed out as smoke, floating up towards the sky to be carried onto the winds to no-where. He needed to stay at an abandoned home or a hotel at least. Where was that hotel again? That way or that way...? He felt slightly dizzy. His teeth were gritted and his lips were bent in a half-grimace, half-scowl. Turmoil roiled like thunder in his heart, making his chest tremble. He let out a loud, gargled, demonic howl of anger and frustration that was carried upon the bitter winter wind and sent through-out the city for anyone to hear.

[Adolf Elizabeth]

Demential tensed up as the new person entered the bar. He turned his head slowly. [********] He took a sip of his whiskey and sighed. "That would be no problem at all." He grinned, hoping that he would still be grinning at the end of the night. He checked his watch and then looked back up at the woman and her twin. "You two aren't from here are you?"

[Bre-berry]

♠ ღ ♠ ღ ♠ Kasumi Kanami ♠ ღ ♠ ღ ♠

Kasumi stood from her corner seat when her throat grew dry. she carefully wormed her way threw the rows of chairs. keeping her gaze to the ground, Kasumi did not wish to catch any of the civilians attention, which ws easy with her appearance. once she made it to the bar counter. she was just a few feet away from the Angel and Demon. "Hot totty please," she said quietly to the bartender. she looked over seeing an open stoll and sat down. staring at the counter, Kasumi silently studied the two creatures next to her.

[Rose_of_the_Darkness_17]

Lexi took note of her sister using her full name, which she never really liked. She knew what it meant, which only added to her dislike of it. Her eyes trailed to the boy her sister was speaking to. A sweet smile came onto her face, studying in slightly. "Oh, hello, I didn't realize my sister was speaking with someone." she said, giving a light sort of laugh after she spoke. Like her sister, she used a french accent. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything important."

[Adolf Elizabeth]

"I just heard you both needed a place to stay. So I figured I'd offer my humble abode as your place of rest." He exclaimed, sipping at his whiskey. He set the glass down and he caught glimpse of a girl out of the corner of his eye. That's the demon? He shook his head, thinking that a rough night had dulled his senses. But he would keep on his toes. "I think I'm about to turn in. I'll leave the door unlocked for you both. It's just down the road, 1132."He said, yawning. He buttoned his coat and opened the door, stepping into the snow. Something just wasn't right. But he figured it was his lack of sleep.

[Rose_of_the_Darkness_17]

Lexi stayed silent as her sister spoke and moved to the other Half-Demon in the room. She sighed lightly and ordered herself a drink. Normally she would have ordered a drink with a light amount of alcohol, but she wasn't in the mood for even the lightest bit. Instead, she was given a glass of ice water before she turned and followed after her sister. She didn't sit down, however. Instead she stood, listening, a sweet smile on her face.