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Reserved simple for Daemyn.

Maybe the boy would have given the opportunity to talk to... someone. But you know, life wasn't so nice all the time- and so when the boy made his entrance, someone else decided to tamper with him too. Gray. So gray, like the clouds, that he reminded the weather of someone just like him, from before.

From the past.

Poof.

Literally.

Daemyn was taken from the ground floor of the entrance to another place. Somewhere higher up, maybe- somewhere in the building though, because that odd, static energy seemed to grow.

"Well, hello." a voice purred. Masculine and utterly void of any emotion, which made it sound rather disconcerting.

The voice, or rather, whatever it was that held the voice drifted closer. Shadows really, made up of gray streaks like a cloud that didn't seem to understand that it wasn't meant to be so... tangible.

"It depends." the voice said, lacking any emotion. "Do you taste good, boy? If you taste good, then I suppose you can be my friend."

Feminene... no, masculine. Both seemed to drift in and out of the noise, and with a pause, something reached out and..

well, licked Daemyn's cheek.

"Tasty, I think." the voice said. "My friend would like you."

What was that noise? It was slightly raspy- not the way dry skin could be, so sand paper. But the way scales rubbing against each other could be. Yes. That was percisely what it sounded like.

"Fae?" the voice whispered, breathing over Daemyn's face. "No, I am not fae. Not like you are... I was never good enough to be one of the sidhe." She, it pronounced. Shee, like a whisper.

"But my companion? They are sidhe. Such powerful, powerful powerful..." mumbling the words and losing itself in the chant, it half forgot the child.

For a moment.

"I am Pet." the voice whispered. "Pet. Pet pet pet pet pet." it cackled.

A little giggle escaped the creature as it rubbed itself against Daemyn. "So proud so proud." it whispered. "Of my companion. So proud so proud, that they have finally... so proud."

Incoherent, really. Jabbers that made no sense even to itself. Murmuring the words, it let out a startled exclamation.

"Foodfooodfoodfoodfood!" it paused.

"Would you like to see the food?"

"Here?" Echoed the voice, before dissolving into another spat of giggles. "It's coming. Soon soon it comes- they come. My companion." Now, wait a minute. Just what did that mean? Was the companion bringing the food along? From the way the creature suddenly withdrew, it did not seem as if it would be emphasizing.

A metallic sort of screech sounded to replace the silence, like nails upon a chalkboard... or something more dense. In the dark, too close for comfort, something heavy was being pushed aside. The 'pet', as it were, chose this time to become vocal again, cackling softly while cooing. The sounds of the scales grew a bit fainter, signaling that it was drawing away.

"There's another. All by his lonesome, yesss, all alone aside for Pet. He is good... so so tender and appetizing." There was a series of clicks against the floor as whatever it was pulled itself free from the long metal shaft behind it. Daemyn was no longer the center of attention. Or maybe he really was. The clicking picked up, taking leisurely but long strides towards the young fae. "...He wishes to see the food."

A grunt. Dark, bestial, and just too damn close. Suddenly, a breeze, but not at all a pleasant one. Daemyn would be overwhelmed with a stench so foul and thick it seemed blanketing. The darkness grew, stretching with the smell until it seemed to swallow the dark fae. Literally. Even those soft cackles of the 'Pet' were gone now. There was nothing left but an impenetrable silence.

((Please proceed to "Crying Never Solved Anything" with Skye and Tomoko after the mule has posted. ))