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 Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2019 8:01 pm
Josef
After the lecture, Josef stands up and brushes himself off, strides over to Odstarva and takes a casual, loose, upright stance and looks the Archangel directly in the eye.
"I will make a few things perfectly clear as if the clouds part and reveal the blue, sunkissed sky. I am here for two, TWO reasons. Maybe three. One: Entertainment. It's funny watching people struggle, it's funny watching them pry through people's addiction. It's also funny that.... They sent three, THREE lesser Angels here to oversee the redemption of Hell's worse. That's FREAKING HILARIOUS."
To iterate Josef's point, he holds up his hand and his index finger while clasping his other fingers in a balled fist, to signify the count to three.
"Two, in the off chance that your program can truly redeem me, it would be nice to go up to the heavens. If your ideals and teachings move me, I will be glad to enter up there... I mean."
With a cocky, yet somewhat genuine smile, he leans closer to Odstarva.
"Imagine the whispers, imagine the talk. Imagine the discussion of the fact that a Demon Lord of the lower Hell's joins this program, with the intent of entertainment then one of the teachings, just ONE manages to grasp his stone cold, shriveled heart and bring him back to the light. A being born out of the weight of sin that bears upon an evil mortal's flesh, manages to be redeemed outside of being judged before the neutral plane. One that sunk so low being brought back to the top. No one is truly good nor is one truly evil. I will be a testament beyond Thorival. Thorival was a hope for you all, imagine me. The pinnacle of evil. One Demon Lord out of the nine Hell's that exist in this plane brought back. BACK to the light, BACK upon the Pantheon. There will be celebration, festivities, even ordaining of knights to the Archangel class. History will be written about how one cute little Angel's ambition. One idea, one hope, one prayer saves a powerful, POWERFUL Demon Lord. I think that would be a testament of will, sacrifice, and most importantly..."
Josef thinks about placing his hand upon Odstarva's shoulder, but reconsiders, since he knows he's on thin ice. His intent is apparent through his outermost thoughts of being sincere, a clarity of sorts through his madness.
"The support, of a high ranking, Archangel to a small, cute, fledgling Angel. Two actually. Prism and Kisa. Both being saved, both being helped, and both being proud to have a senpai, such as yourself."
Josef chuckles a tiny bit, madness returning to his eyes as his thoughts shift back to his final point, his whole entire reason for existing, the overflowing of emotion that turmoils within his heart.
"Zuni is the most, and important reason why I am here. Wherever she goes, I GO."
With that final proclamation, he strides past Odstarva, his mind becoming a full haze of random, incoherent thoughts. Whispers and screams, all memories of his past. Some showing his family, some memories showing true amounts of pain, broken bones. One flash of memory shows Josef himself holding his own entrails as he is crying in the rubble of his family home, over the body of his sister as bandits run off with all his families belongings. Pain. Anger. Hatred.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2019 8:01 pm
Prism "N-No problem." Prism mumbled softly, sinking back down into her chair again.
The girl listened to Zuni's confession, feeling a pang of pity. Odstarva didn't seem to believe her at first, but she didn't take Zuni for much of a liar. Although you could never really know, could you? Odstarva seemed to know though, and she was slightly curious at how easy it was for him to read people. Was it the way they talked, or was it their body language? She couldn't really tell.
She then decided to busy herself with writing more notes for Wynter, Zuni, and Demitrious. She'd save Josef's horrors to Odstarva, since he didn't seem scared of the Demon Lord at all. It was more like... annoyed.
Her attention turned to Josef as Odstarva asked for him to repeat his confession, her white ears flattening as a huge grin grew on his features. That wasn't good, at all. Josef smiling like that was never a good sign.
As she tried to wrap her mind around what Josef was saying, she gave a VERY confused glance to Kisa. Was she understanding this? Because Prism was having a hard time seeing what exactly he meant by all that. That angels are wrong with their ways? That they were wrong for encouraging people to be the best they could?
After Odstarva basically dismissed that whole conversation, she sat patiently through the lecture for the demons, still taking some notes for a basic idea of what each demon needed to take classes on first. Although she didn't really think she would need to share it, it was mostly to appease her restless mind. She was quiet, yes, but that didn't mean her mind was. Her mind was always bursting with ideas, questions, and thoughts.
When the lecture was over, she rose from her chair, stretching with a small yawn. It was a long time to be sitting down, even if she was interested in the lecture as well. Prism also gave a nod and a smile to Kisa. She was good at these talks, and her cheerfulness was so refreshing to the neko in a room full of gloomy demons.
"I think we made lots of progress today!" Wynter Yeah, there was no way she was gonna talk about said person she killed right this moment. It wasn't anyone else's business but her own, and even though she felt pathetic for it, she was still sensitive about the topic. Part of her still wasn't over the whole thing, despite how stupid it was.
Most of the lecture she had just spaced out, but she did try to listen to Kisa explain everything, since everything depended on her will to get out of here. She was utterly screwed if she failed this, but it didn't mean she was looking forward to her redemption process.
Wynter had fallen asleep a couple times in the chair too, just how ******** long was Kisa gonna talk? Were her vocal cords made out of iron or something? She wanted to get drunk again and pass out. The girl couldn't even last a few hours without a drink. Her hunger for escape clawed at her, to the point where she had to squeeze her arms just to occupy her mind from screaming at her.
She nearly ran out the door after Kisa finished, deciding to wait just a few more minutes before shutting herself in her room to drink away her problems. Her stomach felt like some caged animal was clawing it's way out, and she NEEDED food.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2019 9:16 pm
Odstarva
Odstarva made a good attempt at not looking completely and utterly annoyed.
Was Josef ******** serious?
Good lord, this idiot thinks he's the god damn messiah. I will probably have to kill him or convince the Reaper to make sure his soul is on the next wipe. He thought to himself, growing more annoyed the longer Josef talked. He supposed at the very least this was a sign he was capable of intelligent thought, not just random ramblings of an insane individual.
"To be perfectly honest, I do not care about redeeming any single one of you. I'm merely doing what I was asked to do and help this project move along. If you want to give it a real try, fine, if not, I don't care. Do what you will. Just don't break the rules and stay out of my way."
Odstarva nearly cringed as Josef started to walk away, changing his thoughts back to screaming madness. UGH. This archdemon was bothersome, he was proving to be a headache just to be around. He was probably going to start having migraines at this rate.
At least this means, as long as we control Zuni.... we control him. Can't be too difficult, she seems to want to avoid him so her interests might align with our's.
Kisa tried to smile a little at Prism, nodding. "Yeah, I think we did! I-I'm not really used to talking so much though, it's a little tiring.... I can't wait until we get enough members, though, because then we can have multiple classes going at the same time with different teachers."
She started getting up out of her seat and dusted her skirt off, and then put away her notebook. Kisa looked to Prism, "Well, I think I'm going to go get started on cooking dinner, would you mind helping?"
And with that she made her way to the kitchen, knowing it was going to take quite a while to make enough food for four angels, a fallen angel, and three demons. Hopefully they would stay out of trouble until then.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2019 9:27 pm
Thorival Reseria
Thorival during that all day lecture and arguing of ideals was attentive the whole entire time. Watching the whole, nodding in agreement with Odstarva that grey lines shouldn't be crossed or pondered upon. As long as the intent isn't inherently evil, there is a chance that the person themselves aren't evil.
The redeemed one tilts his head a tiny bit after Josef brought up the point that this world by design was at fault. That's not true, only the people in the world make it. People shirk responsibility and that's where the unfairness begins. It's not THORIVAL's or the Angel's fault that his life could have been horrible or Josef is evil or does evil acts.
After the lecture is over, the knight walks up to Kisa and puts a reassuring hand on her shoulder, signifying that he is at her side while she does this. Once Josef informs Odstarva about the three reasons why he is there, he is filled with a sort of pride, and excitement. The idea resonating that Kisa will be acknowledged if she were to redeem Josef. Once the Arch Devil leaves, the Paladin turns to both Odstarva and Kisa.
"He does have a point, if we were to redeem him and show him the light and he repents and renounces all his evil ways and acts, it will be the highest success story to be told across..... all of the Afterlife of the eternal fields of the heavens! That..."
A tear forms in the corner of his eye, the idea that Angels and demons can be redeemed warming his heart. Thorival has always thought himself alone in this place with the concept of seeking redemption. It's..... cold, and scary thinking he is the ONLY one to seek repentance. He can't help but to smile
"Prism... Kisa... Things... are going to be okay. I have faith. WE have faith. Mr. Mourneblade, you have helped us more than we could ever imagine."
The knight bows in honor.
"We are in your debt, my liege."
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2019 11:00 pm
Prism "I think you did amazing, Miss Kisa. They'll appreciate it soon enough if they don't already, and of course I'll help with dinner!"
Prism looked to Odstarva and Thorival, smiling cheerfully. She knew Thorival was very involved and hopeful about this project as well, but on the other hand she also knew Odstarva was probably a bit annoyed having to be here... She felt a little bad for having to call him here to deal with this mess while he could probably be doing more important things, or things he would enjoy better than this. She knew she could name a few things she would rather be doing.
"Thank you again for being here, Mister Odstarva. We'll try our best to repay you somehow, I know this isn't a super fun job." She smiled, and looked to Thorival. "And thank you too Mister Thorival, this place wouldn't be here if not for you." She gave a small little wave before following after Kisa to the kitchen, white tail swishing as she went.
I hope everyone keeps their heads long enough for dinner to be ready... Maybe since Odstarva is here everyone will behave a little..? I-I really hope so.
"So, Miss Kisa, what are we preparing tonight?" She asked curiously, super excited to start helping her. She loooved cleaning and cooking! Wynter "You know what? ******** this, I'll eat later." Wynter grumbled to herself, leaning against the wall of the hall she was walking down. Her hands were jittery and it was starting to make her pissy. It was probably the longest she'd been without anything to drink in ages.
Wynter reached her door, and when she shoved her hand into her pocket to get her keys, she groaned. She let Zuni take her keys. She still had them.
"Grr ********! "
The silver-eyed demon started making her way back down to the dining hall where she had seen Zuni start heading towards.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 12:51 am
Zuni
Zuni was enjoying a few moments break from Josef. He was having a little too much fun lately, but it was honestly nice he was being distracted. Normally he was always going insane on her a** instead. Well, whatever worked, either way, she was liking this place for reasons other than virtue and redemption.
Her eyes flicked up as she saw Wynter enter the lunch hall, and slipped her her key, making it look like they just brushed up against each other. Then she decided to go to her own room... eeer... Josef's room, and get her headphones, which she stuck on over her fennec like ears and started blasting music. She went back out into a public space just in case Josef started stalking her, so she'd have protection from him going ape s**t on her. Zuni sat at a window and stared out of it, to see what was going on.
Oh lovely. A bunch of buildings exploding and on fire in the distance. Nothing new in Hell.
Odstarva shook his head and smiled softly and patted Prism's head very softly. "Honestly you guys, stop thanking me. I'm simply doing my job, just like all of you." He said, and followed them out of the classroom. "And the likelihood of him actually redeeming himself is about a 0.01% chance, don't get your hopes up Sir Thorival. He's clinically insane. I'm not sure he could redeem himself even if he wanted to. He's very... unstable." And he left it at that.
"Thank you for the help, I really appreciate it." Kisa said, smiling at her. It was a nice dream that Thorival had, and even if maybe it was a 0.01% chance like Odstarva had said, she still held out hope. After all, if he really loved Zuni like he claimed, maybe he would chance for her? People changed for a lot less than love, right? She could definitely hope for that. It was possible after all.
Kisa walked with Prism towards the kitchen, letting out a tiny nervous laugh. "I.... actually had not thought of that... There's so many ingredients right now it's a little over-whelming, we're prepared to feed fifty people for a week right now... I guess we're a bit over-prepared since we thought we would be starting off with a lot more demons.... Hmmmnn..." The pastel angel thought, putting a finger to her chin.
"We could make Japanese curry... stir-fry... spaghetti... pizza... stew or soup with sandwiches... we really don't have any meat.... I can't decide... What do you think, Prism?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 1:12 am
Demitrious Von Varibon Reseria
Having stayed silent the whole time, Demitrious just observes the conversation unfolding in front of him. He thinks to himself that this is just..... insane. This was supposed to be easy, not.... hard. Well. If you want out of hell bad enough, you will try your hardest. So following the rules might have to be the best option.
With a sigh after they are done with the seminar, he walks out to the dining area and sees Zuni and Wynter do some shoulder check and he tilts his head.
They seem to know each other, I wonder whats up.
"Yo."
The prince strides over to Wynter.
"What are you and that... green haired B**ch up to?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 1:28 am
Prism Prism's cheeks were dusted a light pink, squishing her ears against her head at Odstarva's head pat. She smiled brightly though, swishing her tail a bit more.
"I-I'm still super grateful."
Honestly, she had been scared out of her mind yesterday. It was such a relief to have Odstarva here, and she would probably never get over how relieved and happy he was when he showed up.
She looked to Kisa, ad then back at the floor while she thought about what should be prepared.
"Well, I think curry with rice would be very tasty, and it's easy to make in large batches. It's great leftover too, so we wouldn't have to waste a lot of it."
Plus, I just really like curry and rice. She thought with a tiny giggle. Wynter Wynter shoved her hand in her pocket, feeling her keys. Giving a last glance at Zuni, she smiled a little. She was pretty smooth, it was most likely because Josef kept such close tabs on her. No wonder, she'd probably loose her mind being a slave to that insane abomination, it was a miracle Zuni was able to deal with him.
When Demitrious strode up to her, her "joy" was visible on her face as she stared him up and down. What a delight.
<********, go away go away go away! Sorry, we're closed, come back when I'm drunk and slightly more willing to deal with you.
"Absolutely nothing, you royal highness." Wynter retorted, if she was too obvious that something was going on, and he would probably be an a*****e and rat them both out. She took her hand out of her pocket slowly, crossing her arms across her chest. Hopefully she would just piss him off and he'd leave, she really wanted her beer now.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 2:24 pm
Demitrious Von Varibon Reseria
Demitrious thus began a new journey in that moment. His vision clouded over with pure red. His face going from his usual normal tone to a more bright pink. Anger coursing through his vein as Wynter called him 'royal highness' in that... manner was severely insulting and he just... Blew a gasket and began grinding his teeth.
"Now listen here you little... sh**. I am tired of your sarcastic B*****. I NEED you to STOP and THINK where you are at. DO you THINK that with that attitude in hell you will get anywhere with any of the Demons or fallen angels? NO. Do you think the same will happen in the Heavens? NO."
The prince then walked up and got in Wynters face.
"You need to respect people right this god d***ed moment, or else I will see to it that this rehabilitation FAILS. Now tell me what the god hell were you and that green haired chick were talking about THIS instant."
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 3:06 pm
Wynter WHO IN THE ACTUAL ******** DO YOU THINK YOU ARE PREACHING RESPECT?!
Wynter clenched her jaw a little as he got in her face, her silver eyes staring straight at him. So she was correct earlier, this guy was just holding his act together to appeal to the angels. She kinda wanted to laugh and start giving him toooons of s**t, but she hesitated. Demitrious didn't seem nearly as horrid as Josef, but last night's horrors were still fresh in her mind. Her hesitation didn't last long though as her own anger started to bubble up.
Although, again, she was sick and TIRED of being told that respect was expected from her. It PISSED her off that she owed anyone ANYTHING down here. It was plain and simple, she didn't. She didn't owe anyone s**t.
"Go ahead, damn me even more than I already am with that ******** INSANE demon lord. You don't deserve any respect of mine, I don't know where the ******** you got the impression I have to answer to you, but I don't. Get the ******** out of my face."
Wynter wasn't quite done yet, her irritation from going without a drink for more than four hours really fueling her temper.
"I'm so god damn SICK and TIRED of entitled ******** like you, getting WHATEVER the ******** they desire just because. You have never struggled a god damn moment in your life without someone risking their own asses trying to fix your little issues for you. Come back and preach respect when you and everyone else actually deserve it."
Wynter grabbed the keys out of her pocket, jangling them in front of his face irritably.
"If you want to know so god damn badly, I let her borrow my keys, and she was giving them back. Does that satisfy you, oh mighty one?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 7:24 pm
Zuni
Zuni wasn't very far away when Demitrious approached Wynter. What exactly was he doing...? She was paying close attention because this probably wasn't going to go well. And then came the sneering, almost yelling, it was impossible not to notice if you were in the room.
The demoness' eyes narrowed and she decided to get up and join in on the fun. She walked over, glaring at the so called prince.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" Zuni asked, cocking an eyebrow at him. She knew he didn't like Wynter but that didnt give him the right to just get up in her face for no good reason. He was nearly shouting. Over what? Him seeing them bump each other? Really?
"Why don't you just move along. Mind your own ******** business. ******** off." The kitny said, as she slid her hand down into her pocket, gripping a knife and ready to pull it out if Demitrious got nastier. She was almost hoping that he would, she wanted to blow off some steam.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 9:53 pm
Demitrious Von Varibon Reseria
Demitrious gets really angry at that point. All the rage that was born inside of him about to burst out until Zuni pulls out the knife. After he sees the knife, with slow movement backwards he holds out his hands in front of him.
"Woah woah woah hold up hold up. Why are we escalating this?! I was merely trying to get that GIRL to show some damn respect!"
Thorival Reseria
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!"
The knight stomps up to them with anger, seeing that rules are being violated in terms of loudness, volume and he doesn't notice the knife yet, his eyes directly on his brother.
"Demitrious. I KNEW you would be trouble! Explain yourself AT ONCE. You two."
His angered gaze snaps to Zuni and Wynter.
"Explain what happened and why my brother is throwing a hissy fit. He NORMALLY does this when he doesn't get his way and somehow you didn't let him. What did he as-."
His eyes slowly move down, not noticing the knife right away, but COULD give Zuni a chance to hide it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 10:03 pm
Zuni
"Yeah, not so ******** tough now, huh, b***h boy...?!"
Zuni barked at him, absolutely not afraid to cut his b***h-boy butt up. But she knew he would fold like a deck of cards at any sign of real violence. He was just a spoiled prince that had never had to fight for himself in his life. He paid people to do it for him.
The second Thorival storms in, the demoness quickly slid the knife up against her arm and put her fist down, back to align with her pocket, and simply slid the knife back into the pocket pouch. Damn. It would have been really fun to see him grovel.... too bad....
She crossed her arms and looked at Thorival, "He was picking on Wynter for giving him s**t during this mornings class. She made fun of him more. So he exploded and I had to get him to back off. That's all." Zuni was telling the truth, so it couldn't go wrong, could it?
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 10:08 pm
Thorival Reseria
As the Angel listened, his gaze went from Wynter, Zuni, then to Demitrious. He considers her words before he responds in kind.
"Alright. So Demitrious is messing with Wynter. Wynter. Do NOT make fun of any of the rehabilitated demons please. Their sins are a weight and we should NOT make fun of them. You should be discussing ways to HELP not make FUN of. Your sin isn't something to make fun of, neither is Demitrious."
His glare fully on Wynter, it then shifts to Zuni.
"As for you, try not to get confrontational. You are PRETTY close to Demitrious. I know you had a rough life and death, but please if there is to be any altercation, please alert me, Odstarva or Kisa immediately."
His eyes then shift to Demitrious.
"As for you BROTHER. You are to go to your room early for the night. You should NOT be instigating anything that can damage anyone else's rehabilitation. GOT IT?!"
With that final shout, his voice echoes in the hallway and he stomps his foot down.
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2019 2:24 am
Wynter Wynter's gaze snapped to Thorival, and then to Demitrious.
Look who's ******** busted, I hope you get your a** torched by this ********>.
The silver-eyed girl simply crossed her arms to get them to stop shaking, both from her anger and for the need of alcohol. Her mind was SCREAMING for it.
Drink drink drink drink drink drink drink I NEED TO ******** DRINK
Thorival's loud shout made her flinch, distracting her from the demands her mind was forcing upon her. She looked to Zuni, then Demitrious, and finally back to Thorival. It was clear she was still very pissed at the prince, but for once she didn't say anything. It would keep her from her drink even longer.
"Alright. Fine. Won't hear me say s**t to him."
She glanced to Zuni, giving a sort of grateful look, not wanting to say "thank you" directly. She was too pissed off to be thankful, and too ******** sober in her opinion.
"I think I'll go cool off, work on the sin of wrath while I'm at it. Goodnight your highness. I'd say it was a pleasure, but it's a sin to lie."
She gave a mocking curtsy, spinning on her heels and wasting no more time on anyone else as she went towards the stairs. Wynter would have her drink/s, pass out, and grab leftovers later when everyone was asleep or something.
The girl felt too sick to eat at the moment. She knew withdrawal didn't take long with booze, but it sure was a b***h. It reminded of her when she had tried to quit drinking during her life, and how miserably she had failed. She lasted three days before the symptoms had gotten to her.
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