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 Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 2:25 pm
LyreStonehart Caprica's mind swam closer to the surface of consciousness. He realized he was being lifted from the ground and struggled weakly. His throat rasped as he panted for air in panic. Couldn't the damn demon just leave him alone and let him die in peace? He flipped the swiveling knuckle claws on his hand to his palm and raked them down the demon's chest. Damn you leave me alone! He had definitely done some damage to his ribs because he could feel them grinding against each other with a lancing pain that made him see stars.
Kistion slowy and softly, because the other was quite badly beaten up, removed the others hand from his chest and pulled the things out of his flesh.
He sighed, deciding that the human wasn't capable of holding himself up he ducked down and swooped his legs out from him, holding him in his arms now.
"Be still." He said in a tone of voice that held niether comfort nor malice.
He wished for the other to close his eyes, it would be easer to get him to a place where he could treat him.
He sighlently felt sorry for the demon who had taken advantage of the human.
He wouldn't let his sorrow show on his face, blank and emotionless.
"I won't hurt you." As much as the human had a lack of mercy for his kind, he had just as much compassion.
He wouldn't let the other demon get away with it, not now. He would find him, and talk to him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 3:30 pm
He struggled a little more in the demon's arms before falling still. He had no more strength left to fight with. He looked dazed. Why did it have to be this way? It had been a normal night. He had been praying at the gravesite of his family, torn to shreds by demons so many years ago. And then that damned thing had chased him all the way here. If he'd known he was going to be swarmed by three demons at once he would have stayed in the bloody graveyard and tried to fight the thing there, dark or not. He might have lasted until morning. ...Maybe. He saw something big and red fly overhead. Four... it's over... There was nothing more he could do. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the side of Kistion's neck. His body went limp as he lost consciousness.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 5:59 pm
Tristan looked into Vergil's eyes, seeingnothing but malice for him there."I sincerely apologize for my insolence. I did not know it was you I was speaking to. I would have held my tongue if I had known. I had no right to lecture one such as you. You and your brother are inspirations to me. I wish to have at least one chance to say I worked beside you to rid the world of Devils bent on harming inoccents." his ears twitched slightly and he was three feet in the air spinning around in the blink of an eye. He threw four of his cards toward the shadows behind him with one hand and drew out one of his elbow blades and threw it as well. The cards pierced the darkness, causing a great shriek of pain to let loose and the elbow blade pierced the demon the cards had struck cleanly through the heart, point first."How much does it take to kill you? I thought I killed you once already tonight, and with you own damn poison no less." he walked over to the now limp demon form and after drawing the blade from it's chest, he quickly cut the demon's throat and laid a paper cut thin slash down the demons back, all within about twenty seconds. The demon whom was presumably dead twitched slihgtly and as it attempted to move, the slash on it's back exploded open ripping the creature in half and finally killing it indefinately.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:49 am
Kistion new that when he had been unbothered in leaving the eye sight of the other three, he was good.
Obviously the demon had no attachment to finishing his job, he could take the human to a safe place. He felt the other go limp against his body and sighed, it was better that he not see where he took him, or be able to struggle. Struggling would only make it worse, hurt him more.
He had told that the the humna, not that the human had listened or belived him. He didn't mind not being trusted, he was a demon afterall, not to be trusted.
It nolonger made him sorrowfull, the judgement people put on him befor they knew him.
He made haste after the other had fallen into darkness, picking up his pace into a full run, leaning into the slight wind and using it to his advantage.
He made sure not to take a driect rout to his temporary residence.
Making leaps over buildings and going through water all to make sure it would be hard, if impossible, to follow him.
He didn't want that demond following him back to his place to finnish his job on a whim.
He even whent through the rooftop door to the apartment.
Deciding it was better that he treated wounds while the human was asleep.
He did so, in a mechanical way, making sure that he only undressed his geust as much as he needed too.
Then, deciding that it was good enough he left the door open, so he could watch for movement as he himself took off his equipment, wepons and arom were abandoned.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 4:49 pm
((But we wants to see the pretty picture Lyre! *begs* crying you know you want to show us))
Vergil ignored Tristan, watching as the wounded human was carted off to 'safety'. Well that was a bummer, but oh well. After so many interruptions he'd decided it wasn't worth it anymore. Let the human live, he'd probably add him to his s**t list and come after Vergil in the near future. Now that would be entertaining. Atempted assinations by humans. He smirked slightly at the thought. Hearing a bit of comotion he turned to watch Tristan distroy a demon rather thoroughly. Did he think that was going to impress them or something?
"WOO-HOO! That was awesome!" cheered Dante, applauding Tristan. Vergil wasn't sure if he should chuck something at his twin's head or just walk over to him and beat him savagely till he bled to death. Well maybe one of them was amused by this new comer's tricks. Dante turned to his brother looking very excited.
"Verg! Dude we have to take him back with us!" Dante said as his twin walked over to him, standing next to him and frowning like usual. Prodding him with a finger he got a annoyed growl from Vergil.
"Come on, at least lets invite him over for some drinks." he continued, whinning almost. Vergil swore that if Dante had whinned his patience would have snapped, but... well... he did kind of owe Dante. For the fight earlier that night. No matter how awful he could be, he did have a heart, though it didn't show that often. Since Dante was his little brother he should cut him more slack.
"... Fine." Vergil grumbled, arms crossed over his chest. Dante whooped and motioned to Tristan.
"For that lovely display you've won yourself a dine in at Devil May Cry." he said, his usual sarcasm drooling over his words. In normal speak he'd pretty much said Tristan could come with them.
((this craptastic post has been brought to you by: my brain still on a Dynasty Warriors 5 high))
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 6:02 pm
((My dear skimming back in the RP a bit would give you some insight on that ^_^
But because I can: Currently Vergil, Dante and Tristan are on top of some random roof building talking and such nonsense. Caprica and Kristion are at Kristions place, and little Caprica is resting cause mean Vergil beat him up.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 6:08 pm
((for some reason i thought they people were in specific places sweatdrop sorry))
Faylin sighed as he walked down.......some random street. "great..how am i supposed to find one demon in the middle of all of this" he sighed again
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 6:15 pm
Caprica ((That's what he looks like right now. I gotta colour him in but... well his clothes are all black anyway so it's not like it's too hard to imagine.)) Caprica's eyes fluttered and opened slowly? He went to sit up but a sharp pain made him stay where he was. The silent gasp he took made it hurt all the more and left him panting in pain until it subsided. He felt over his torso gingerly, finding it bandaged and packed with ice. He could see the edges of ugly bruises around the bandagees and frowned. His throat still felt like he was breathing through a straw. His dark eyes skimmed the room he was in. He didn't recognize it. It made him very much afraid. He had been quite prepared to die but to be captured? The thought panicked him and he tried to get up again but ended up falling back onto the bed, gasping for breath. It hurt too much to move.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:57 pm
Faylin saw a demon carring a hurt human run past him, on a whim he followed them. it was hard but he managed it. thankfully the demon stoped not to far away. he watched as the demon entered the apartment through the roof and waited abit before peaking through a window upside down.
((faylins way to curious for his own good))
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:49 pm
((Lyre, please, please, please try to draw me a pictre of little Tristan? I would love you so much for ever and ever and ever.))
Tristan looked over his shoulder at Dante's outburst. Had his little display impressed them? He'd honestly only been trying to kill that damned devil. It had been hunting him for.....ever it seemed like and he had only been trying to keep the twins from having to do it. He smiled a bit stupidly as he returned to his place in front of them. "Thank you for your approval." he started to hold out his hand, hoping that Dante might at least offer him a handshake as a way of saying he accepted him even if that was all, but as he extended his arm, a small talisman on silver chain fell from within the sleeve of his jacket and dangled in the palm of his hand. He didn't notice it or he would have immediately tucked it away again. It was his most valuable possession and he would never let anyone he felt unworthy to even see it. As much as he admired the twins, Dante and Vergil, he still did not see them as worthy enough to see what he kept locked inside that talisman.
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