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 Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2020 11:34 pm
Wynter Wynter facepalmed as Nifty kept talking in a voice loud enough to be heard from another floor. She closed the door and narrowed her silver eyes at the tiefling. She hated to be soft and s**t for kids, but she really had things against hitting or being a complete a*****e to them. Plus... it was in her best interest she make friends with whoever was tolerable right now. So... she could play big sister if it meant they could just get away for a while.
"Uh, no. No Nifty, we cannot go find your... Daddy. Right now. Mommy and I are spending some girl time together. We have snacks, if you keep quiet about it, we can probably give you some and do... girly stuff. Play games, watch TV, braid hair.... Whatever it is you like. But you can't go get Daddy because it's girls only. Got it?" Wynter hoped Nifty would just take the bait and agree. Bribing was probably what would work best right now with her.
She then glanced at Zuni, obviously noticing that she was very much annoyed by Nifty as well. Hopefully they could both just get her to take a ******** chill pill and she would just hang out for a little while. Maybe just long enough until the room situation blew over. Prism let a very faint smile come over her lips at Thorival's little joke. She was still terrified to have to go deal with this, but she was very thankful for the fact she wasn't coming to do it alone. Even if the three of them probably couldn't do much against Jun, at least there were more of them.
"Mhm. Understood, Miss Kisa." She replied softly, her ears perking up just a little. She just prayed to god that they would be in and out in less than five minutes. She honestly didn't know if she could handle being in his presence for longer than that... All she could think about was opening the door for him and just how impatient and loud he was. It was so hard for her to deal with people like that, because she simply couldn't stand up for herself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2020 11:39 pm
Josef
"Wellll I got this warm towel from.... hmmm"
"Who do I want to throw under the bus..... Hmmm...... AH I KNOW!
"From the Demoness with the Black hair with the white tips, the one that isn't MY SLAVE that scowls all the time and reeks of alcohol."
The Archdemon pats the pee towel, not showing any sign of disgust at all what so ever.
"The kindest regards for such.... Handsome demon she wanted me to say...."
"I wonder what kind of s**t stirring this will cause"
Full of Glee and wonder and excitement, he stands stoically at the door, waiting for the response of the other Archdemon.
"It's rude to make whoever is carrying your gift to wait."
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 12:53 am
Zuni
Zuni was trying not to lose her s**t. She really hated this annoying little hellspawn. Daddy this, mommy that. She wasn't playing house. Especially not this weird ******** up little game of house. Josef was just sick, playing into it and convincing Nifty they would be a family. She had zero intention of sticking around down here forever. Pretty soon, it would just be Nifty and Josef. She wasn't going to be anyone's mommy. Ever.
Wynter was smart though. Zuni knew she should be playing Nifty the same exact way, but she really hated even speaking to her. However, she did want to try and buy herself some time, so she might as well play along too....
"Yeah Nifty. Girl time. Don't you want to hang out with us?"
God. Please. Just shoot her already. Get it over with.
"Tch."
Jun shook his head, finding Josef incredibly obnoxious. Josef may have seemed horribly insane, but the dragon knew one thing for sure: he ALWAYS had a MOTIVE. No matter how bat s**t crazy the b*****d was acting, there was actually always a hidden agenda behind it. It may have seemed random as ********, but it in fact was not. There was an objective in mind here.
He had not even tried to hide the fact he had been staring at Wynter walking away earlier. He didn't care to. And Josef was now playing into that.
Of course. He's trying to defer me to another female. He's worried I'm gunning for Zuni's a**. I suppose he isn't wrong, but I know a lost cause when I see one. She'll be knocked up before I even get my chance. Wouldn't even be surprised if she was already. Her pheromones drive me crazy.
He didn't believe him for a second. Wynter looked like the snarky, bitchy, hard to get type. Just like Zuni was. There was no way she was slobbering all over him and trying to give him a gift. So he was simply just trying to get him to pay attention to Wynter instead of Zuni. How funny. Was he really that insecure? He would rather just fist fight over the bitches like a real man. But, of course, he couldn't. It really sucked being on a mission here. He would love to just take BOTH of them for himself.
Before he even had a chance to retort to the other Archdemon, the angels showed up.
"O-Oh.... umn... h-hello... Mister Josef..." It was a little weird seeing him outside of Jun's door like this. She blinked a few times, wondering what on Earth he could be doing here after they just fought in the lobby. And why did he have a little hand towel...? What...?
"Umn... s-sorry to interrupt... but... we're here to do the maid service...?"
"About fukkin' time." Jun opened the door. "Hurry it up."
Normally Nifty would do exactly what her daddy told her to do... but now she was like a pony with a carrot being dangled in front of it. And she was now very easily and horribly distracted by the shiny carrot. She wanted it. She NEEDED it! She let out a happy squee and threw herself at Wynter, hugging her tightly.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY GIRLS ONLY PARTY~! I've never been to a girls only party I'm so excited I'm so happy~!" The tiefling bounced up and down enthusiastically, now completely drunk on the idea and completely forgetting that Josef told her to hunt Zuni down and drag her back to him.
"What should we do what should we do?!" Nifty started running around in a small circle, full of energy and trying to pick something to do. But she was just so hyped up on the idea of having a girl party that she was like a child on sugar crack and her mind was going a thousand miles a second, so drunk on the idea that she couldn't slow down and make a decision.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 1:23 pm
Wynter Wynter felt all the air squeezed out of her lungs as Nifty hugged her, the corner of her mouth twitching into a frown as she stared down at the tiefling. It took a lot of self control to not shove her off, but she managed to just pat her head with a VERY forced smile.
"Yeah... It'll be loads of fun..." She could FINALLY breathe when Nifty let go and started running around like a headless chicken. Jesus Christ this kid was just psycho, did she do drugs too..? It REALLY looked that way. Or maybe she really was this whole bundle of energy packed into a small package. Whatever the case, she was a ******** headache...
"Nifty, NIFTY. Let's watch TV and have snacks first. And quiet down for ******** sake, this is supposed to be a girl's only party, and we can't have any boys hear."
Wynter grabbed the remote to the small TV in the room, sitting in front of it with her legs criss crossed, staring at it intently as she clicked through different channels. It was exactly as she expected, all rated G and family friendly. For once, she was actually glad there was some kiddy shows for Nifty to watch. What kind of things did little girls like her like to watch though..?
"Uh, Nifty, what do you want on the TV?"
The white neko was equally confused by Josef standing by Jun's door. Weren't they just threatening each other and fighting a moment ago..? Was this a usual thing for them, to fight and then tolerate each other? It was so random.
Flinching at Jun's voice, she scampered in after Kisa and wasted zero time getting a spray bottle and rag out of the bucket she had been carrying.
Please oh please just let us clean it up and leave. I REALLY don't want to be here longer than I have to... She begged silently, tail tucked between her legs as she made sure they could be in and out ASAP.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 10:38 pm
Zuni
Oh dear god.... maybe this was a terrible mistake...
Zuni thought to herself, as Nifty started squeeing and bouncing all over the place. This tiefling was supposed to be sixteen years old? How in the ********.... When Zuni was sixteen, she was gang banging on the streets, and had already killed someone... not to mention been through a million other things. How was Nifty born in HELL and this... childish? She should be some kind of blood thirsty crazy drug addict killing people for angel-dust on the street. She should know only the fiery pits of Hell.... She had never seen Earth, right...? Maybe that's why she was so..... cheerful? She had no idea this place actually sucked MASSIVE a**.
Ugh.... shut up shut up shut up already geezes.... I'm going to get a migraine at this rate. She might be even more annoying and hyped up than Josef... except for when he was on a psychotic break.
Nifty kept bouncing up and down. "Yes yes yes~! Fun fun fun~!" She repeated in her squee voice... but then Wynter told her to quiet down. She giggled and covered her mouth, not bouncing up and down anymore.
"Okaaaay, ssssshhhhh.... no boys." She told herself, and then jumped on the bed to sit down on it. But then she crawled over to Wynter and sat so close to her that their legs were pressed up against each other's again.
"Oooooo.... Sailor Moon, Sailor Moon~! It's my FAVORITE~" Nifty said, putting her hand into a cute little 'peace' sign, and putting it up next to her left eye. "In the name of the Moon, I will punish youuuuu~! What about you, Onee-chan, what's your favorite show?"
"Wait..." She blinked at the screen on the TV set. "How come the shows are all... different? Usually there's like....News channels that cover the turf wars outside liiiiike.... " She held up her hands, throwing them up above her head in the air like a 'boom' motion. "BANG! BLOOD! SMASH! DEATH! ..... Or stuff on demons getting erased... or like... dirty stuff. This stuff looks weird." She pointed up at the screen, which had a show about religion and people praying to God in a certain country on Earth. "But wait they have Sailor Moon right?!
IF THE ANGELS CENSORED MY SAILOR MOON SHOW IMMA BE MAD."
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 11:45 pm
Wynter Wynter looked to Nifty as she literally crammed herself up against her leg. Did she have to be RIGHT next to her? There was no gap between them whatsoever. She was so clingy and bubbly and just... nothing like herself. It kinda drove her crazy. Still, she just went back to clicking through channels. Praying this. God that. Redemption. Angels. Heavenly things.
For the love of Christ, this is boring as ******** hell. This looks like something they'd put on in a mental asylum.
Wynter thought to herself. She then looked to the tiefling once again, sighing a little at her request. Whatever it was, it sounded super girly. Right up Nifty's alley.
"Alright, alright, whatever. Sure. It sounds clean enough to be on here. Just chillax and watch it." She mumbled, using the remote to search for Sailor Moon. "If it's not on here don't have a fit. If you have a fit you can't be in here with us. Girls don't have tantrums. Only dumbass boys do."
Uh, her favorite show? Well, she didn't really watch TV unless she was drunk or used it as background noise. Normally whatever was on was some horror movies or gory s**t.
"Um. I don't have one. I don't watch TV that much."
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 12:24 am
KisaThe Beacon of Light
"I-I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience, Mister Ryojin. Miss Prism and I will take care of this right away!"
Kisa kept a smile on her face, trying to be friendly.... and trying not to look completely and utterly terrified. Her legs were a tiny bit shaky.... her Father and uncle had told her stories, and told her what to do if she ever got into a fight with a demon down here... but she had never fought a day in her life. Hell, not even really an argument. Normally she just quieted down and let the person calm down... Coming down here and even trying to keep demons from trying to murder each other was stressful enough. She was used to calm and collected Angels in simple arguments. It was rare to find people in a heated argument.... or at least, where she was raised. There was supposedly several groups of Angels that disagreed on what God their allegiance was to. But she never really saw any fighting first hand. Fighting seemed to be an easy expectation down here in Hell, though....
Jun watched the two girls clean up the kitchen. They looked so cute and girly.... not like Wynter, or Zuni. Those two tried to dress like boys. It was annoying. Women belonged in short skirts and dresses. Not pants. Pants were forbidden. These two looked adorable enough for a dragon to.... eat.
............... What the Hell.... how are there so many bangin' women in this place? I thought Heaven was for prudes. Just look at these two. They're almost as curvy as Zuni... I want to just take them all for myself and knock up every single one of them... Just look at those hips...
Jun had literally NO issue just watching them work. After all, in his opinion, that's what women were meant for. To be in the kitchen. Slaving away. And popping out babies. Then raising those babies into strong little hatchlings. His own little army of baby dragons to raise into savage monsters. That sounded perfect. All the while his women worshiping the very ground he stepped on, of course. A dragon was nothing without his bitches to worship him. And his treasure, too.
".................So, how many Angels are here, anyway? This place seems... under staffed. Is your Manager slacking off, or what? I thought this place was supposed to be..... legit. I must say I'm.... disappointed. I figured the one running this place would be bringing out the big guns. Does he not take us demons seriously?"
Kisa answered him, while still cleaning, and writing down items to replace right away.
"O-Oh.... u-umn... well... you see....." She started getting super nervous again, tensing up slightly. She really didn't want to make this guy mad. He was scary! "Umn.... O-Odstarva isn't the manager... s-so it's not his fault..."
That, and her and Odstarva both pleaded for the Angels to give PROPER staffing. But only her group of people wanted to back the program. The other Archangels were not convinced this program was worthy of their time. So they only caved in to allowing ONE Archangel supervise. Plus, Thorival, as the original security guard before sending Odstarva. Until they could show that redemption was indeed possible and worthy of their time, Heaven would not fully staff the place. So she had to suffer for a little while to show good faith. That's why Kisa was so ever greatful that Thorival and Prism, and now Odstarva, too, had been willing to help--NO ONE ELSE WAS.
Jun cocked an eyebrow at Kisa, standing in the kitchen and opening a beer, taking a swig of it.
"Then who the ******** is?"
"Umn..... M... M-Me...." She said softly, like a timid bunny that wanted to hide.
He nearly SPAT OUT his damn beer.
UH.
WHAT-?
"Seriously?" Jun barked out a short, mocking laugh. "A pathetic, tiny little angel like you? You look as weak and meek as they come. What's so special about you? You've got to be joking...."
Kisa fidgeted a little, really not wanting to give him very much information. She had been warned that over-sharing with a demon was very very very bad. She could have told him the bold and honest truth, but the truth could be deadly in the hands of someone like him.... If he realized she was someone that could technically be very important, he could try and kidnap her and hold her hostage, or something. So she had promised not to be too honest with anyone down here, except Angels of course.
"W-Well.... I'm new to this, but all I can do is try my best... W-We have the Archangels on high alert, though, just in case.... there's alarms set to go off if we're attacked... a-and holy weapons, of course...." Kisa added those parts just to share the fact that they weren't completely helpless and un-armed. Hopefully he wasn't here to spy on them or get information...
Jun could tell very easily she was trying to cover their asses. At least she was smart. He was pretty sure the other Archangels would just let all the Angels here die, though, in the event this place got breached. They would leave a few Angels to die if it meant protecting Heaven from being broken into, or something along those lines. A few Angels to save millions would be far worth it to them. So these Angels staying here were in fact sitting ducks. It was simple war science.
"You make a better maid." Jun 'accidentally' split a little of his beer on the floor. "Clean it up." He said, smirking with amusement, wanting to see what she would do.
Kisa blushed slightly, feeling kind of awkward. Why.... did he do that...? That didn't look like an accident... did he really just pour that on the floor to mock her? She didn't like thinking badly of people but... what was his deal? She didn't say anything, and bent down to wipe it up quickly, and then stood back up.
"I-I'm the hostess, slash manager... so... I think it's my job to do everything I can to help this place be successful.... even if that means cooking, or cleaning. I-I'm not above any job or task. If I can ask Prism to do something, then I should be willing to also do it myself as well. Her and I work together to get things done around here... I don't want to just sit around telling everyone else what to do. I feel that's.... wrong. We are a team. A small team at the moment... but still a strong team."
Jun found it both amusing she cleaned it up, but also annoying. What in the ********. She didn't even look irritated. She just... smiled... and cleaned it up... how boring. He enjoyed women with a little.... fight.... in them. They were fun to break. Overly nice girls were not as fun, even if they were nice to look at.
"What are you, a ******** god damned Disney princess?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 12:32 am
Zuni
"Same here."
Zuni said, knowing that Nifty was about to ask her what her favorite TV show was, too.
Ugh... just the sound of her voice makes my skin crawl... She thought, just thinking of how obnoxious she was when Josef let her into his room. She was so full of energy and loud, and Zuni was..... soooooooooooooooooo not.
She sat in the corner of the room, opened up a bag of snacks, and just started chowing down on chips and beer. So much for peace and quiet... but it was still a break from Josef, and Jun, so that was something.
Nifty swiped the remote from Wynter and just started flipping really fast through every single TV channel until she started coming across some cute little G-rated animes. And then she finally found it.
"YAY~!" She squeed, finding Sailor Moon and turning up the volume. She sang the high pitch little theme song, and then the second it was over she went back to talking.
"Onee-chaaaaaaaaaaaaan we should do each other's hair, or paint our nails! I've always wanted to paint my hoofvies~!" Nifty said, and then started taking off her boots and thigh high stockings to show her cute little sheep-like hooves. "Can we, can we? You can pick the color! Wait, what colors do we have? We have nail polish, right?" Nifty wiggled her tail excitedly, reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally wanting to try it.
Please ******** kill me. Just put me out of my misery already.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 1:36 am
Wynter Wynter just sat there with Nifty, resting her cheek on her hand as she watched Sailor Moon with her. She had the most unamused expression on her face ever as she did so. Nifty looked entertained enough though, so she didn't really complain. She just wanted her as distracted as possible, so... she just went along with whatever. It's not like some painted nails or some girly TV show would kill her, as much as she hated being dolled up.
Yeah, she'd never really been the most feminine girl, but she did have some knowledge of dresses and styling. After s**t went down with her father and she was shipped off to that old dude, he dressed her up like some porcelain doll to show off to his rich friends. She absolutely ******** hated it, but she would rather have sat there and be a lifeless doll than face what he had done before. So, while she didn't enjoy being girly, she at least knew how to do some things. She had to know back then, because if she didn't do something just right, the rich guy would lose his s**t and do it himself because of his psychotic OCD.
"Sure. Sounds fun." She mumbled as she looked over at the hellspawn. For something that was born in the pits of this shithole, she was super cutesy. It was a miracle she somehow managed to be all bubbly and... innocent looking. "I don't know if we have nail polish or not, so maybe for now I'll just do your hair. We can go find nail polish later."
In all honesty, she really hoped there wouldn't be a "later". All she wanted to do was maybe braid Nifty's hair, and distract Nifty before she wanted to do something with her. The last thing she needed was looking like a glitter bomb ******** exploded on her or something like that.
She looked back to Zuni for a moment. Well, at least she wasn't alone in the fact that dressing femininely wasn't ideal. Zuni was pretty tomboyish too. Prism The neko had decided to tackle the puke-sink first, since it was the grossest. She sprayed some cleaner in it, and rinsed it out the best she could. Although she noticed it reeked of alcohol, which made her think for a moment. She knew that most of the demons here drank, but Josef had the wine that he requested, Zuni probably got some from him, and she wasn't sure if Wraith drank or not... But there was one person who she could think of that would break into a room and steal some stuff, not to mention throw up in the sink... And that was Wynter. She didn't like jumping to conclusions, but Wynter was going through withdrawal still, so maybe the symptoms finally got to her? She knew people got super desperate in that state, and by the sound of it, Wynter had been drinking for a very long time.
"Should I say something to Kisa or Thorival? I-I don't really like to rat someone out or jump to conclusions, but maybe it's best for her... We would need to address her behavior and correct it.... but I still feel bad. She looks like she in pain all the time." Prism thought with a small frown, rinsing out the sink one more time before calling it clean.
That's when she turned and picked up on Jun being a complete a*****e to Kisa. She just hoped he would drop it and just go away, but he even just dumped some of his drink on the floor and demanded that she clean it up... That was so MEAN! Kisa was being so nice and he was just stomping all over that! Her gaze narrowed just a little, her ears flattened in slight anger. She normally didn't get mad, but Kisa was so nice and she really looked up to the pastel elf. She was helpful, and smart, totally undeserving of this treatment. Prism had a hard time speaking up for herself, but seeing Kisa just be belittled and insulted, it sparked a little bit of irritation in her soul.
"Um, Mister Ryojin, I-I understand what position you hold at the hotel, but Kisa should be treated with respect, especially considering that she worked really hard to keep this room supplied with your needs and wants. Miss Kisa is my friend, and it's not alright for her to be insulted like that." Her body language read terrified and nervous as she spoke, but she really did mean the words she said. This was probably the only shred of courage and confidence she had left in her, but she thought it was worth it to defend Kisa.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 10:49 pm
Josef
After literally just walking in behind them, he nonchalantly walks over to the King Canopy bed set up with flowing curtains and pushes them aside to put his.... gift on the head of the pillow.
After triumphantly putting his hands on his hips, the Archdemon spins on his heel and with a pep in his step, springs over to the Demon overseeing the cleaning operation.
"So, enjoying the service are we? I wish we had that in the reformation boarding rooms they provided us. The beds there are like.... Rocks... Flat boulders. It's like it's made of a Crazy Quilt or something..."
Josef whines that out whilst rubbing the part on the spine where it meets the hip bone.
"I would KILL for a killer mattress and this.... Luxary. Funny how this is working out."
With his hands behind his back, he slowly begins to pace between the Angels and Demon, ignoring all their words and just focusing on his own monologue."
"How they force the demons and sinners who want to be redeemed with a better life with.... cost efficiency rooms and commodities and giving them a regiment and just treating us like criminals, but because you came here at the behest of a counsel, a group with power, you get the luxury. They FEAR the fact you have power and want to appease you and are willing to go to great lengths to 'please the demon' with.... This."
Again furthering his point, he spreads his arms out as wide as he can to express his thoughts by the mere gesture.
"While they treat the ones that want to escape, like criminals and trash. While letting the tyrannical, unrepentant, ENJOYING the hell and chaos with the utmost respect when they don't even know what we find luxury in hell. This is why I think Angels are nothing but Hypocrits, this is why political gain and power corrupts."
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As soon as Jun makes his comment about Kisa being a Disney princes, he just snorts, breathing through his nose to show amusement.
"She has the fairy tale story made up in her head on how successful this operation will be."
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 11:11 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
Kisa stiffened up as Josef continued his..... monologue. She didn't quite completely catch all of it, because Jun had been talking over him a bit. Wait, did he just call her a Disney princess? What? Why? She was so confused... what did that even mean? And then Josef kept talking, and completely distracted her again. He really thought that?!
The pastel angel let out a small squeak, instantly feeling horrible that he felt that way, but also kind of offended he would assume such a thing.
"A...aa.... N-No! I-It's not like that!" Kisa said frantically, "W-We would never do something like that....!" Her little elf ears drooped slightly, as it really bothered her someone could even think that, let alone say it. "M-Mister Ryojin only has a better room because it was in exchange for being allowed to use this lot of land for the hotel, the Council essentially funded it.... M-Miss Prism and I have our own rooms, and they're plain like your's.... M-Mister Ryojin is the only one with a room this... f-fancy..."
She whimpered a very tiny bit, looking down at the ground. Wow... was that really how demons saw angels? Hypocrites that just treat them like trash? The concept was a little... heartbreaking....
"The rooms are just... c-cost effective... so we can welcome in more people... If we made the rooms more expensive, we couldn't help as many people..."
More rooms means helping more people... and it means more people can be safe... Anything is better than living outside in that fiery hell hole... it's so scary out there... How can someone complain about a basic room when comparing it to the dirty and burning streets outside? I really hope all the demons don't think that of us, it's not like that...
Kisa then froze still as Prism finished speaking, because.....
Jun locked his eyes dead on the neko.
"..........Excuse me?"
The beastial man said, practically towering over her, looking down at her with menacing eyes. The beer can in his hand was now empty, and he crushed it with his bare hand as if he was taking out some of his anger on the poor thing. But really he just wanted to scare the s**t out of Prism.
"What in the <********> did you just say to me? You think you, little girl, can speak to me like that?"
Jun was inches from her now, towering over her even more, and lift his hand up in the air, turning it into solid stone, as if he was getting ready to b***h slap her in the face with his fist. He then started thrusting his hand towards her, wanting to see what she would do.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 11:35 pm
Thorival Reseria
As soon as Jun began mouthing off, the paladin stood at attention and alert, his vision FIXATED on the high priority target. At the ready with his hand on the sheath of his weapon. It may not be endowed with holy energy, but it was still a weapon.
The paladin's mind races with thoughts and scenarios and how he reacts to them. Looking at the Demon's posture, trying to find a weakness, an area that appears to be less guarded. Trying to gauge a theoretical fighting style based on what he has on hand. Thinking about how to react to each move and counter it, trying to envision the whole combat situation.
As soon as the Archdemon insults Kisa, a vein shows on his forehead. The paladin wants to b***h SLAP the ever living ******** out of him. The sheer audacity that this Demon is showing.... is..... So INFURIATING.
Giving a scowl to the Demon, Thorival remains stalwart and silent, keeping to himself his thoughts. His job is not to punish a high ranking emissary for insulting his..... VIP Ranking boss and higher up that is Kisa.,
("Yeah Boss. She is my boss. My important person to protect." )
But to protect and apprehend and diffuse the situation should action call for it. No violent, selfish outbursts, pure and utter duty.
Her name will be protected and shine with everyone's awe and admiration when this whole operation is successful. Kisa will have her time in the spotlight, her efforts will be shown. No insults will change that. Don't focus on the now and little things, protect the future.
Things change when the Demon gets angry and begins yelling at poor Prism. Thorival just keeps his eyes on him with beaded accuracy, thinking to himself how much of a piece of s**t this guy really is, but as soon as he rears back his fist, Thorival leaps into action.
With rapid vigor, and intensity and focus, the Paladin swiftly runs to stand infront of prism, his sword drawn by the time he makes his stop and at the Demons neck, threatening to move further should Jun make another threatening move.
With his eyes locked on his stand off opponent's, he slowly begins speaking the phrase he was not scared to say, but prepared to slowly make a point. Fear not showing in his blazing gold eyes at all, only intensity of doing his duty. His passion, his purpose just radiating out from his irises.
"Stand Down, do not move towards my charge lest you desire this blade in your flesh. I am not scared of you and I will do whatever I can to make sure you do not hurt her, Kisa, our clients, even JOSEF. I will NOT let you hurt them without me at the ready to stop you."
His hands tighten on the grip of his blade, his feet in a defensive posture, his arms in a stance where they can defend and parry an attack, but making sure his arms aren't extended fully so his muscles can be ready to swing further should Jun make another move.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2020 11:50 pm
Prism Prism instantly regret her decision to speak up as Jun's eyes locked on her. That... That wasn't smart. At all. It was dumb. SUPER DUMB OF HER. She just made things TEN TIMES WORSE FOR HERSELF. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?! Answer, SHE WASN'T!
The neko cowered, shrinking down as he towered over her like she was some puny little insect. Her ears that were shot back in slight irritation a moment ago cling to her head in complete TERROR as she stared up at him. Her fluffy white cat tail was in between her legs like a submissive dog's.
All she could think about was how SCARY he was and how SCARED she felt in that moment as he spoke, shaking like a leaf. She didn't know what to do, nothing would move, no matter how hard she tried. She wanted to run away, to escape this situation she threw herself into, but her feet stayed glued to the floor in her sheer panic.
AND THEN HE RAISED HIS FIST UP.
Her blue eyes were wide with the sudden realization he meant to strike her. As soon as she saw the motion be made, she sank to the floor with her arms over her head, trembling and weakly attempting to shield herself.
"I-I'M SORRY!" She shrieked out.
But... the hit never came. She slowly peeked through her arms, staring with completely horror at Thorival standing in front of her with his weapons drawn. She felt so relieved, but at the same time still scared out of her mind. The girl didn't dare move in any way, shape, or form.
Please please please please PLEASE don't fight!
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2020 11:13 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
!!!!!
Kisa panicked and instantly stepped forward to try and protect Prism, but before she could get very far Thorival got right up into Jun's face. The second that clicked in her brain, she turned back to Prism and grabbed her by the shoulders from behind and pulled her against her chest, and then pulled her far back away from the two males.
Jun just smirked, not appearing bothered by Thorival in the slightest. Truth be told, he was a tad bit surprised that he had so valiantly stepped forward to protect Prism... usually people were rash and just relied on their ignorant guts. This paladin seemed... resilient. He followed his instinct in a way that was calculated, and put his sword up to him in a very controlled fashion. Thorival had no fear. How was that possible?
It must have been the fact that he was a Fallen Angel. That meant he was probably very used to Hell and the Demons. So he had lots of combat experience. Maybe they weren't as ill-guarded as he had originally thought.
But he still remained smirking because this has been his plan all along. He wasn't stupid enough to just hit an Angel, even a little tiny one, with Odstarva around. Odstarva was the only one that gave him any concern, but only because of that holy weapon. Without a holy weapon, they were all useless.. Every. Single. One. Of. Them.
The dragon grinned, firmly grabbing the tip of Thorival's weapon and pushing it aside slowly, his fierce golden eyes locked right on his.
"I can respect protecting your own. I wasn't actually going to hit her. I just wanted to see how prepared to fight you all were." His smirk only got bigger, and a his gaze suddenly showed a slight air of being un-hinged. But it was only a tiny bit noticeable, enough to make one question whether it was truly there or just a figment of the imagination.
"However... You would be an absolute fool to pick a fight with someone of my power... without a holy weapon..." Jun then grabbed the blade of the sword really hard with his rock fist, and crushed the tip of it. The metal made a sickening crush in his palm, and then he flicked his wrist to make it snap clean off. He let the half of the blade crumble to the floor almost like dust.
"So, why don't you be a good little warrior, and back the ******** off? All four of you can get the hell out of my dwellings. NOW."
Kisa didn't even hesitate. She took one look at Thorival, grabbed his hand, took Prism's arm in her other hand, and bolted out of the room.
HOLY HEAVENS WHAT ALMOST JUST HAPPENED!?
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