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 Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 7:46 am
Deimos turned his face back at Riyu. "He's a master demon.. He knows a lot of things.." He said, a bit more darker than he ussually spoke. It wasn't that he was angry anymore or anything, he was just letting off steam by messing around with Riyu.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 7:51 am
@_@ "Aa...I see." Falls silent for a moment while trying to think of something else to say. He doesn't feel it necessary to pry into this other being that Deimos has just mentioned.
"Well? Looks like we haven't formally introduced ourselves. The name's Riyu."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 7:53 am
"I'm Deimos.." He pasued.. No that sounded to casual. "Captain Deimos.." He corrected, looking over at Riyu He could ehar Erebus snuggering in his mind. He was having fun watching Riyu squirm as well.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:03 am
He sweatdropped. Deimos. Sounded too similar to a name he already knew. Deciding that things were not going too well, he took a brief look around the place again. Empty. "I met this child named Ike earlier. His mother was with him. Do your parents live here too?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:05 am
He nodded.. "I live with Mother and my brother.. Ike's a good friend of mine.." He said, keepign true to the small creppy child act he was putting up. "You didn't do anythign to him, did you? I know he's a lot more sensitive to holy things than I am.."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:11 am
@_@ "Oh great," Riyu thought. He really eanted to smack his head now. Of all the subjects he had tried to avoid...
"Well...I didn't do anything to him really...he just didn't like the fact I was a half-breed."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:14 am
"I'll have to ask Ike then.." He said and he let a bit of fire dance across his fingerips to add to the creepy factor. "Where did you sya you lived again?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:17 am
Instead of getting creeped out, though he had to admit the rest of Deimos' personality was a bit open for interpretation, he found a slight fascination with the fire. "Hey! That's pretty cool! I can do something like that, but not that finesse. It has to take up my whole palm," ^^ ,"I only use it when something or someone ticks me off though."
He feels slightly more comfortable seeing that his strange traits were similar to someone else's. "Anyway," he continued,"I don't live anywhere close to here. Took me a while to get down here to explore in the first place."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:21 am
He had fire too? Deimos eyed him curiously.. "Only when you're angry? How usefulll cna that be?" He asked. He unlocked his fire with a burst of anger but after then he could call upon it on a whime..
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:33 am
"Well..." he rubbed the back of his neck,"To be honest, I try to avoid fighting."
He laughed and blushed slightly, embarassed as he remembered something. XD "Though it wasn't always that way. I used to cause a heck of a lot of trouble when I was younger. I'd make chaos for everyone, and I loved fighting to death. I used to use all my powers whenever I wanted to as well...but I guess as you get older, those kinds of things get old. At least, for me it did."
He looks at his hands slightly ashamed and his eyes darken a bit. "Especially when your hands get tainted with quite a lot of blood..."
Recovers just as quickly as he had let the thought cross his mind.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:46 am
Death.. The thought made him shudder.. "I've never killed anyone.. Burned someone up real bad, but the people I'd like to kill.. I haven't gotten my hands on quite yet.." He said. There were several people. Aubrey, for messing with Lenore, Azrael.. His eyes narrowed. Yes, Azrael was high up on his list still.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:55 am
He blinked, slightly shocked the boy seemed to catch a drift of his thoughts. "Better be more careful what you think, Riyu. You don't want to feed him any of your junk memories." Despite the disturbing things he had gone through in the past, Riyu still liked to keep it clean with the kids. He liked kids a lot-they were the only kind that seemed to understand him to a certain point. Things were allowed to be black and white, not everything had to have massive gray areas.
"And what if they were not worth killing?" If Riyu could turn back time, he probably would've just dealt with the people who annoyed him. Unfortunately, when angry, Riyu's emotions would always get the better of him-since he was such an emotion-driven person.
He took a good look at Deimos while waiting for the boy's reply. He would feel saddened if the boy grew up to do nothing but kill, like he did during his teen years. Though that was many millenia ago. Though he probably mostly wanted to take it all back because of the curse that came with the killing. His large memory banks for junk.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:03 am
He though about it.. He didn't know Azrael and... the angel had it against Erebus not him, so maybe.. But AUbrey.. "One person I'll nenver forgive.. SHe tried to make one of my best friends her slave.." He said. After he had learned this, he knew, that when they met AUbrey, mecry would not be one of the emotion he'd be feeling.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:11 am
He nodded slowly and found himself unconciously reaching in his pocket for a pack of cigarettes, then stopped himself as he looked at Deimos. >> "Perhaps not the wisest of decisions..."
He raised an eyebrow at Deimos at the mention of the word 'slave.' He understood that would probably boil anyone. "Well...I'm just suggesting not to resort to that strong of an action right away."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:15 am
Deimos didn't understand why, but he needed to get this news of his chest.. "She, my friend, asked me not to kill her.. So. for now I won't.. But if she lays a single finger on Lenore.. I swear.." His fist clenched, fire sparking. He needed to talk about things sometimes, at random moments. If it was a stranger around him at the time he needed to vent, then so be it.
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