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 Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:58 am
Things had changed.
Rep's outburst about being scared to lose Tracey, being terrified that the angel would leave him alone again had been a wonderful step of progress. He was needed. Rep was scared to be without him, he was indispensable. The hostility hadn't mattered, nor the vindictiveness, what had mattered was the jealousy and fear. Both of them were the most delightful emotions in people, stemming from virtue but twisted into a black and terrible weapon along the way. Humans would murder for jealousy and almost all hate stemmed from fear.
Rep's new toy was controlled by those same delightful tools.
As distasteful as humans were, he had to concede he'd chosen a wonderful one when it came to almost evil disregard for other human beings.
He wanted to meet this little pet face to face, and when he was permitted some golem time, that was exactly what he set out to do, heading to the dormitories and pushing aside the tarp with an elegant taloned hand and a soft rustle of deceptively sharp wings.
"Al darling, are you home?" he crooned, all softness and affection. "I'm William - Rep's weapon. Would you like to take a walk? I can explain golems to you."
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 12:21 pm
Al hurriedly shoved something in a drawer and turned to face the sudden visitor, "Hi I uh...?" He didn't get a chance to ask anything of the newcomer before they had already answered his initial questions... and created several more. He moved away from the drawer to look somewhat less guarding of it, "Weapon's can walk? Wait... William?... Golems?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 12:32 pm
The slightest hint of a smile played about the fallen angel's too-perfect lips, he was good at expressions, you learned what humans expected to see, and even though he only had the time in golems to relearn the basics, he had always been a fast learner - at least, when it came to the physical.
He took a deep breath and exhaled softly, the smile turning even more concerned and gentle. "Relax dear, I apologise if I heaped too much on you at once. I simply didn't wish to startle you."
Holding up his hands in a gesture of supplication, he went on, his tone almost motherly. "Let me clarify sweetie, weapons can indeed walk around with the aid of golems, that's what I came to talk to you about since humans can use them too."
Folding his wings neatly he added with a slow crimson blink. "William is his true name."
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 12:55 pm
Al stared at Tracey, a touch of fear in his eyes. This was that massive axe from before, it was hard to believe. Al glanced down at the collar clasped tightly around his wrist then back up at Tracey again, "Can Nuru do that too?"
He tilted his head, relaxing just slightly before looking more puzzled than before, "His? Who?... Wait... Rep?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 2:33 pm
Tracey nodded amicably. "Yes. He could, once you receive clearance to do so." He wasn't sure what Al's weapon was exactly, but the canine aspects of the staff itself said monster to him. Monsters, on the whole were crass creatures, echoes and mimics of creatures the humans feared in their primal and ape like way. They were all echoes of ideas and as such tainted by the ideas they represented. He didn't think he would warm to them particularly for anything other than idle fun.
He didn't dwell on what it was that he was a mere echo of lest the bitterness and anger overcome the soft and friendly front he was presenting to Al.
"Yep. Rep's real name is William Reid. You didn't really think his name was that little old nickname he gave himself did you?" He laughed playfully. "No. He has a real name, like most other people. Why are you so surprised?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:38 pm
"I'm not that surprised... just... Rep fit him better, I guess." His eyes were back to wandering Tracey... but with a bit more care now... he thought he'd heard Rep refer to his weapon as 'he' but... well... Al squinted a bit at Tracey's face. It was rude to ask so he quietly tried to guess. "I wonder... would Nuru look like you pretty much?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:45 pm
"I shouldn't say so." Tracey said with another of those reassuring smiles. "From what I saw from weapon form, Nuru looked like a canine or something similar, I doubt they would look like me. I am a demon, I suppose. I would think he wouldn't be." Although that didn't say he wasn't, there were demonic canines around, at least he thought he remembered them, even if the details were still incredibly hazy.
"You won't know for sure until you get them into a golem."
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:50 pm
"Oh. You... don't really look that..," okay, that explained the horns at least. Al tilted his head to the side as he finally relaxed enough to approach and hold up his hand, "I'm Al McAy, by the way." He was quietly hoping he'd be able to tell from a handshake.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:55 pm
Tracey laughed what could only really be described as melodically. "I don't look demonic?" he offered helpfully. "I am a fallen angel. We aren't as bad as the other demons your kind talk about." He didn't think the young man would have any idea about the hierarchy of demons or their natures. After all, he'd just arrived.
Reaching out with a dainty arm, Tracey shook hands with him, careful to keep his claws clear of Al's fingers as he did so. His skin, even in the golem was soft and delicate, as though it had never so much as seen the sun.
"Traciel." he replied
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:59 pm
Al withdrew his hand at the end of the shake and he looked even more confused. Okay. Why the hell did Rep call them 'He'? There was no way in... okay, okay, final test. "Nice to meet you Traciel. You are very pretty," Al braced himself for a punch on the off chance they really were actually a dude.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:04 pm
Tracey was watching Al intently, but all it came across as was interest and enthusiasm. At the compliment, he smiled warmly, bringing the hand Al had just shook up to rest on the bare skin at the base of his throat like a demure and scandalised lady. "You think so?" he bit his lower lip for a moment as if considering what to say next but overwhelmed by this wonderful flattery. "Thank you very much." He looked away deferentially, eyes glittering with apparent emotion. "It means a lot to me."
It didn't.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:12 pm
Al's smile grew from wary and uncertain to be quite large and enthusiastic. Hah, he knew it! "You must be very powerful, too. I mean. After seeing your weapon form and all..," He cast a glance in Nuru's direction.
Al didn't seem too impressed. Then he wondered if Nuru might be as pretty as Traciel and just saying he was a he.
There was a definite huffiness so Al decided to drop it, residing instead into a relaxed smile. "So. Golems you say?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:27 pm
"Oh I wouldn't say powerful, William and I just see eye to eye well is all." there was a rise of colour to his cheeks and he waved Al off. "Oh you, you flatter me too much dear, you are making me blush!" He bundled up the loose fabric he wore draped elegantly about him and headed to the door, or at least the gap which passed as a door. He had picked up on some of the death hunter's earlier comments to Rep, so he made sure to swing his hips, just a little as he did so.
Leading out into the hallway, he peeked back in with a bright smile. "Come talk outside? It's a wonderful day!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:31 pm
Al stood there and watched what he was very certain at this point was a her swagger out of the room. It was a good thing Tracey spoke up, or Al would have never clued in to follow. "Oh. Oh right. Coming," then he finally followed after underneath the tarp to the dorm halls. "what's it like being a weapon? Does it hurt?"
Nuru did not like this one bit. Al was his hunter, he should be the one teaching him this stuff and answering these kinds of questions.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:44 pm
Leading out into the daylight, it was actually almost sunny, for whatever reason after the odd trial, the fog had thinned just a little, and Tracey was keen to take as much advantage of it as possible. Halloween hadn't had a sun, that much he remembered, sometimes in dreams he saw the pumpkin suns but they were not the same, not really.
"I don't remember if it hurt at first darling. Whatever it is that they do to us is either so wonderful or so terrible that it burns our lives away, sears away our memories until all that remain are echoes. As for if it hurts now? No. Not in a physical sense, we cannot feel, so we cannot hurt. Even the golems are just constructed and false." But there was a certain coldness in his gaze that seemed to filter in on the subject of pain.
Flaring out all six wings for balance, he flopped back to sit on the grass. "You will have to use golems yourself, and the thing to teach yourself when you do is that the pain they feel when they do, though intense ultimately is not real. It isn't you." He doubted Al would ever have the sense of self to sever himself entirely from sensations, to rule with an iron fist over his own mind. He doubted humans were capable of it, but sometimes it was pleasant to throw pearls before swine, simply to watch.
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