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The man was fine with walking alone in these streets and being left to himself, but he just happened to notice a little girl point at him. He didn't know anyone here. Why would she gesture toward him?He was already weary of this unusual place but this gesture caused a spike in his attention. He had caught part
of what she-WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? At the last moment, John Tyler had noticed the thing, or man, that was near her. What was he? Being from a normal, mortal plane of existence that lacked magic or dragons he had no clue what he was now staring at. His steps stopped and he could only glare at this beast with a look of confusion, disgust, and horror. Though his normal frown was still visible through this mix of emotions.
It became blaringly obvious that he was not in heaven. No disgrace of a being like that would be allowed in the Heaven Planes with The Father. Garcans believed in demons and angles but they believed they were spirits in the Hell Plane and the Heaven Plane respectively. They could not be seen or touched by mortals or those who existed in the Mortal Plane. And it was obvious that the creator god of the Garcans, The Father, would never let a pure evil spirit into his paradise.
He couldn't help the natural move his right hand made toward his sword. But his hand did not find it's hilt. It was when he didn't feel the hilt that he was aware he'd made a move toward his weapon. But this creature standing with the little girl and the pale woman was a shock to him. It was beyond anything else he had seen. Creatures of fantasy such as demons were only myths in his world. Garcans may be large versions of humans and John Tyler may have been from a territory within Garcus that were known for their brutality, but he had this tingling sensation that physical strength did not trumph the tricks of demons.
There was one thing that troubled him about this beast though. The man seemed cheerful enough. Despite his wings and tail (which were even more of a shock to John Tyler because his demons of myth lacked much of these features) the creature appeared to lack any indication of aggression or danger in his stance. This is mostly what kept the captain from preparing for a fight. His right hand was still at his side and his fingers rubbed together, somewhat nervously. Though he was unaware that he was still standing and staring with question at the small group. Mostly at Pahkakino.
