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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jul 13, 2016 15:23:25 GMT -6
"Yeah, do you? Alraada," he started, "I know it sounds tempting! These types of things always do, but this is your soul you're messing with here! Your frickin' soul. That's something you only get one of in this life. The true representation of you as a living being, as an individual; the only thing in this world that makes you... truly unique. You don't ... you don't.. play with that...." His eyes began to give off a look of hurt rather than anger now for only a moment, Alti noticing the breaking of voice soon after his pause and cursing at himself internally for choosing to display such emotion at such a poor time, in front of what seemed to be his polar opposite in this instance and this instance only. "It's delicate..." he continued as he placed a kind hand on her shoulder, "It's not something you wanna break. Every single piece is important..." Alti then turned to face the desperate deal-maker, the bitter frown on his face soon curling up into an angered sneer as he looked up directly into Amil's eyes. " which is precisely why you shouldn't sell it, either! Only the weak and desperate choose that path!" "And you can fuck off with that 'helping' bit!" he spat, removing his earlier censor as he stood up to confront the husk of a man standing before him. "You know damn well you're not doing this for her! If Crossroad Demons don't make deals to help the people they trick, then the little shits working under them can't possibly be any good either! Especially if they don't have a soul!" He looked down to Alraada, his eyebrows furrowing as he ran some of her earlier responses through his head before speaking. "Ya know that 'stigma' you were talking about? Yeah! It's fuckers like him and whoeeeeeeeever he works for that give demons a bad name! They trick people for their own amusement, and then the people they fool go around making contracts to, what? Help them? Fuck no, it's to save their own asses! To prolong their already useless fucking existence for as long as they keep making deals. And they don't give a crap who they screw over, cuz' in the end, eyyyyyy they might as well! They're already damned! Ain't that right?" He said to Amil. He took another deep breath before kneeling down beside Alraada, shaking off enough of the anger to force another caring voice for her. "Look, I know you probably really miss your aura," he said almost awkwardly, as he wasn't sure how he could properly relate to such a tragedy, "but... what's some power you only have for a little while compared to the pure foundation of your being that lasts forever? Is that really a decision you want to make so early in existence, Alraada? So," he concluded as he slowly stood back up, "I'll ask again, for our host's sake, cuz' he's lookin' kinda steamy right now: do you?" The amalgamates froze in place as Amil's gaze dropped to the floor, the black oozes eyes turning their attention towards their master. "Well. This is unfortunate." His voice was almost incoherent at that point. "But fitting... Fitting you'd go with Alti on this. The man literally raised by demons. I won't argue the implications of that, because they're apparent in the way he presents himself." He uttered again. The amalgamates began to shift and stir again, this time biting at their master and chewing away at his arms. Amil, however, didn't seem to notice this. "Yeeeeeees, Alti knows best, of course he does. He knows eeeeverything. That fucking nosy prick. He's been a thorn in my side since the very beginning of this experiment. I bet he's fucking in on this stupid game... But, you know what? FUCK IT!" He finally shouted as his head shot up his eyes locking on Alraada. "I'M THE BAD GUY, RIGHT!? I gave you the best offer that I could! I can fix everything for you! It was that easy! Every problem you had, GONE!! I've tried SO FUCKING HARD to be your friend, Alraada! From the very beginning, I've wanted to walk out of this whole thing with ONE upside, because you know damn well Nace is atrocious. But God forbid I do ONE thing in my life that was actually to HELP another human being! I don't make deals to prolong my life, I make deals to keep myself from getting like this! Angry, out of control, emotional! HELL, THAT FIGHT YESTERDAY WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED IF I WASN'T LIKE THIS!!" His anger was apparent, his face donning that of a mad man's. "So, to be fair, making this deal would not have only helped Alraada, but made sure no one else got hurt! Piami, Maicy, Aberdeen, Cyrus." He glanced towards Alti. "Cuz, as I'm sure you're about to find out, its not ME when I get angry!" The amalgamates that had once been fixated only on Amil's arms had moved upwards, covering the man's neck and making their way towards his mouth. "Heheh..... I suggest you get the hell out of my room." He uttered before his face was engulfed by the black creatures. Amil's body froze in place beneath the amalgamates, the man standing absolutely motionless before stumbling backwards and hitting the front door behind him. A muffled, deranged laughter could be heard coming from beneath the amalgamate goo, along with unintelligible speech.
Aberdeen had almost stood up to walk back into the room and eat with their partner, but their churning stomach told them that probably wouldn't be the best course of action. Instead, they remained on the floor and called out "Thank you! I'm not hungry right now, I'll probably just reheat it later..." They laid on the floor, clutching at their stomach as they waited for this whole night to be over. |
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Post by not u on Jul 13, 2016 16:52:21 GMT -6
Cyrus had practically worn a hole in the floor from his pacing once Alti had taken it upon himself to just zip out of the room without another word. The sounds that had spilled forth from the portal his partner had opened were concerning and frankly confusing. And though he'd been ready to snap at the other man for snooping especially after what was already a long and mentally exhausting day of bullshit, he didn't get the chance to as the other man vanished through one of his portals. Son of a bitch, he grumbled to himself, way too restless to remain lying down on the bed. While he hadn't cared to process the first dribbles of sound leaking through the portals as words, the "Do we have a deal" exchange between the soul-dealer and Alraada had sent his brain into a tailspin. And Alti taking it upon himself to leap into action without saying anything, just what the fuck is going on!?
A few moments of pacing later, he grabbed his room key and stepped out into the hallway, chewing his inner cheek contemplatively for a couple of moments. Did he even want to bother with this? All the talk of demons and souls already was something he wasn't ready to understand. Hell, he didnt even understand why he was suddenly surrounded by these topics he'd so carefully blocked out over the years. But now Alraada seemed to be in trouble again, and with how he'd leapt into action not too long ago, what was stopping him now? Frowning he glanced down the hallway in both directions, counting out the rooms, quickly narrowing down the logical possibilities when a loud series of yelling answered that question for him. The scientist frowned and ran down the hall to Nace and Amil's room, the man quietly pressing his ear to the door and listening before deciding whether or not to knock.
Hell fucking no.
Carefully he removed his hands one at time from the door to make as little movement as possible before starting to pull his cheek away, a sudden jolt to the door lightly smacking the side of his face as deadweight fell against it. Grunting he recoiled for a moment, rubbing his cheek and listening far more tentatively as whatever situation transpiring in the soulless man's room seemed to quickly go south.
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Post by Emily on Jul 13, 2016 17:11:20 GMT -6
"I'M THE BAD GUY, RIGHT!? I gave you the best offer that I could! I can fix everything for you! It was that easy! Every problem you had, GONE!! I've tried SO FUCKING HARD to be your friend, Alraada! From the very beginning, I've wanted to walk out of this whole thing with ONE upside, because you know damn well Nace is atrocious. But God forbid I do ONE thing in my life that was actually to HELP another human being! I don't make deals to prolong my life, I make deals to keep myself from getting like this! Angry, out of control, emotional! HELL, THAT FIGHT YESTERDAY WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED IF I WASN'T LIKE THIS!!" His anger was apparent, his face donning that of a mad man's. "AMIL, CALM DOWN!" she yelled out, throwing caution to the wind. She pushed off all fear, and she was going to stand up for herself, despite her stance. "I'm sorry Amil, I'm sorry that I didn't take your deal, but I didn't deny your fucking friendship! So calm downm please, ok? This isn't you, it's my inability to trust myself with descisions, ok?" she spoke, trying to calm him. Amil's body froze in place beneath the amalgamates, the man standing absolutely motionless before stumbling backwards and hitting the front door behind him. A muffled, deranged laughter could be heard coming from beneath the amalgamate goo, along with unintelligible speech. Her eyes widnend and she couldn't force anymore words out. She pushed off her fear and calmed did her best to not show what of that fear was visible. "Alti, go back to your room, I don't want anyone else getting hurt because of me. I'm sorry you got involved, but thank you for snapping me out of my idiocy." she spoke, her voice wavering ever-so-slightly. She pulled her phone from her bag. "I'll stay by Amil...if anything gets out of control, I'm calling the authorities, ok? You go back to Cy..." |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Jul 13, 2016 17:26:18 GMT -6
"That would be a good idea." Maicy called out, hoping Aberdeen will hear her She ate more of her burger, not really invested in eating it but her stomach suggest otherwise. Her mind is going all over the place. How the hell is going tell Aberdeen about what she did?? Uh, yeah, I punched some random stranger in the face because they were harassing an innocent person. Not only that but.... the other things that had to bring up. However, with Aberdeen's current condition with their stomach, it seems like two may have to talk about the next night. Maicy began to feel bad because that's just keeping Aberdeen the dark a little bit long until the time comes. But at this rate, it might be for the best. Maicy ate more of her burger until she finished it. She also drank all of her orange soda as well in the process. Drinking the carbonated beverage did help calmed Maicy's nerves just a little bit. She took a deep breath. Just then, she got a text message from her phone. Maicy began to check it Ugh, is this another spam mail? Oh wait, it's Junkyo.J: Yo Maicy! I don't know about you but once you come back over here, not too sure if your bae is taking you to their place first after the three month thing or it's you coming over with you taking your bae here first
J: You're going to have to let me know, man...
J: But anyways, Celesthy had this idea that there should be triple date of some sorts.
J: Celesthy with her sad sack of a boyfriend.
J: You with your bae.
J: And me with my boo that is my girlfriend.
J: Sound like a good idea? Maicy began to feel a little bit nervous. Especially considering the fact that she feels Aberdeen might not have a good opinion on Celesthy. Well, from what they heard. Maicy texted back. M: That's a good idea and all but....
M: I think that may have to wait a little bit more of a while.
J: Aberdeen already has a low opinion on Celesthy already, right?
M: You can say that.
J: Not gonna lie, I'm not surprised, lol.
J: I'll just tell Celesthy to hold off on that idea for a while until the time is right. Unlike how she was in 2012, she's more understanding now. She sighed of relief. With that, Maicy contemplated on rather or not she should ask Aberdeen is it's alright to save the conversation that Albany told everyone to do for the next day.
"I'll be looking for Alraada." Piami spoken softely Piami walked over to the door. Before she opens the door, she turns to Galystris. "Before I go." She spoken "Is there anything you wanna tell me about, Galy?" Before Galy could answers, however, Piami felt a somewhat bad chill up of her spine, as if something bad is going to happen. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jul 13, 2016 17:45:23 GMT -6
"So, to be fair, making this deal would not have only helped Alraada, but made sure no one else got hurt! Piami, Maicy, Aberdeen, Cyrus." He glanced towards Alti. "Cuz, as I'm sure you're about to find out, its not ME when I get angry!" The amalgamates that had once been fixated only on Amil's arms had moved upwards, covering the man's neck and making their way towards his mouth. "Heheh..... I suggest you get the hell out of my room." He uttered before his face was engulfed by the black creatures. Amil's body froze in place beneath the amalgamates, the man standing absolutely motionless before stumbling backwards and hitting the front door behind him. A muffled, deranged laughter could be heard coming from beneath the amalgamate goo, along with unintelligible speech. Alti stood there, almost shaking with rage as he allowed the damned demon pawn to take as many shots as he pleased at his upbringing as well as his credibility, things he both felt were pretty freaking great. But it was OK. Probably, for waiting like an idiot instead of doing what he'd normally do had many payoffs, the way he saw this going down. Not only would sitting it out on the violence once again with his partner --who he was not aware was only a few paces away from the action-- in such close proximity demonstrate that he could indeed control his emotions somewhat properly, but by the look of the rage currently being expressed in the demon goop's movements, he needn't worry much longer. Once the final word was spoken and the other deranged man finally dropped, Alti grabbed the back handles of Alraada's wheelchair and prepared himself to roll her out of this mess, when suddenly the girl decided to speak up, the already-present scowl on his face soon becoming more intense as he stared down at her. "Alti, go back to your room, I don't want anyone else getting hurt because of me. I'm sorry you got involved, but thank you for snapping me out of my idiocy." she spoke, her voice wavering ever-so-slightly. She pulled her phone from her bag. "I'll stay by Amil...if anything gets out of control, I'm calling the authorities, ok? You go back to Cy..." "No." he said, cutting her off slightly and pushing her through a portal anyway. He knew she was terrible at making decisions, but damn. Compared to her, he almost looked like a genius. Almost. Now inside his own room, Alti looked around for his missing partner, his confusion quickly turning into horror at the thought that his soulmate would've purposefully placed himself in more lettuce-related conflict, especially one with such heightened risks. But Cyrus would never walk into danger, right? He peered out of the open door. Fuck. " Hey!" he beckoned over to the scientist, motioning for the other to return back into their room. "What are you doing? I've got everything under control!" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jul 13, 2016 18:38:41 GMT -6
Amil's body shook violently before coming to a complete halt once again, the figure slowly standing completely upright. The amalgamates crawled away from the face of their owner, the man letting out a low chuckle as he took in his surrounding environment, particularly a man and wheelchair-bound girl running through a portal and out of the room. " Like that's gonna help you." He chuckled to himself. But before he dealt with that situation, he heard a cellphone vibrate over on the nightstand. He practically danced over to the table, incredibly giddy that he'd have this body for as long as it remained 'conscious,' and picked up the phone. A message from Nace. " Which one was Nace..?" He asked himself as he tried to rack his host's mind for answers. His impatience got the better of him, partially due to the fact Amil was desperately fighting to remain in control, albeit in vain. " Well, if you won't tell me, I'll find out myself." He snickered as he glanced down at the gaudy outfit he was wearing. He sneered at the sight and quickly tore the clothing off. " Disgusting." With a snap of the fingers, the amalgamates quickly moved into place, forming a suit to the man's liking. He pushed his hair out of his face and took in his reflection in the balcony door. "Not bad, could use a bit of work but all in all, it'll do~" He smiled, placing the phone in his pocket. " Noooooooow...." {Spoiler - Click to View}  " Lets go have some fun~" Zadinya sauntered over to the front door of the hotel room and swung it open, surprised to see a man attempting to listen in, soon recognizing him as the man who had won the Twister game. Cyrus. " Well well!! Looks like we've got ourselves a voyeur~! Trying to get a sneak peek at the action? Moisten your tip for the time being? Satiate your desiiiiiiiiiires~?" He cooed as he brought the man's face up to his, backing him out of the doorway. " How perverse! I would have never expected YOU to be voyeuristic, Cyrus!" Zadinya glanced down the hallway, drawn to the noise Alti had been making and chuckled. " Oooooooh, daddy's calling~!" He chimed as he turned back to the wheat haired man, letting go of his face. " I'm sure you two have something fun planned, but I've got something even greater in mind, if you wanna come join me and the Mrs. downstairs." He grinned deviously at the man. He turned away from Cyrus and began walking down the hallway, towards the stairs. " Not that YOU of all people would be interested~! You'll probably just watch from behind the scenes, huh? You little voyeur~" Zadinya bellowed. |
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Post by not u on Jul 13, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -6
"Alti, go back to your room, I don't want anyone else getting hurt because of me. I'm sorry you got involved, but thank you for snapping me out of my idiocy." she spoke, her voice wavering ever-so-slightly. She pulled her phone from her bag. "I'll stay by Amil...if anything gets out of control, I'm calling the authorities, ok? You go back to Cy..." A scowl formed across Cyrus's face as he heard the martyrdom-geared cabbage once again trying to take on everything by herself, his hand curling up into a fist as he prepared to knock and interrupt this painful display of self immolation. But one word from his partner and it all seemed to go quiet, the scientist squinting as if it'd improve his hearing and listening for any more ruckus from either parties. But a few moments of Amil's lone mumbling later, he began to pull his face back from the door. Did Alti get them outta there?
"Hey!" he beckoned over to the scientist, motioning for the other to return back into their room. "What are you doing? I've got everything under control!" "Well well!! Looks like we've got ourselves a voyeur~! Trying to get a sneak peek at the action? Moisten your tip for the time being? Satiate your desiiiiiiiiiires~?" He cooed as he brought the man's face up to his, backing him out of the doorway. "How perverse! I would have never expected YOU to be voyeuristic, Cyrus!" The scientist's eyes widened as his partner called from their hotel room, backing up a step. Looks like he did. Thank fuck. But Cyrus was taken offguard as Amil suddenly emerged from the room, dressed on point to hit up the nearest jazz club. Even more unnerving was when the previously hysterical man grabbed his face and brought it to his own, the scientist's eyes widening as he got a close and personal at the other man's bizarre change in eye color. What the actual fuck...? He brought his hands up in front of him defensively. "W-Whoa back off buddy. I was just checking up on Alraada and Alti. No big deal, right?" After the threats and screaming and shouting, the last thing he wanted to be doing was tangling with the purveyor of said outbursts. Zadinya glanced down the hallway, drawn to the noise Alti had been making and chuckled. "Oooooooh, daddy's calling~!" He chimed as he turned back to the wheat haired man, letting go of his face. "I'm sure you two have something fun planned, but I've got something even greater in mind, if you wanna come join me and the Mrs. downstairs." He grinned deviously at the man. He turned away from Cyrus and began walking down the hallway, towards the stairs. "Not that YOU of all people would be interested~! You'll probably just watch from behind the scenes, huh? You little voyeur~" Zadinya bellowed. "Ya got that right," Cyrus mumbled and stepped backwards, gesturing towards Alti with the quick jab of his thumb as he made his way back down the hallway. "Got my own Mrs. to attend to, don't need to deal with anyone else's, thanks!" he shouted dismissively with a wave of his hand, that breath that had been caught in his throat finally releasing. He rushed back to his room as quickly as he couldn't without appearing to lose his cool, and tugged the door shut behind him, the look of shock on his face not dissipating even once he'd left the hallway. "W-What the hell was that just now?" he stammered, staring at his partner before noticing their guest sitting in her wheelchair in the middle of the room. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jul 13, 2016 20:41:26 GMT -6
"Ya got that right," Cyrus mumbled and stepped backwards, gesturing towards Alti with the quick jab of his thumb as he made his way back down the hallway. "Got my own Mrs. to attend to, don't need to deal with anyone else's, thanks!" he shouted dismissively with a wave of his hand, that breath that had been caught in his throat finally releasing. He rushed back to his room as quickly as he couldn't without appearing to lose his cool, and tugged the door shut behind him, the look of shock on his face not dissipating even once he'd left the hallway. "W-What the hell was that just now?" he stammered, staring at his partner before noticing their guest sitting in her wheelchair in the middle of the room. Alti backed up into the room after Cyrus forced himself through the doorway, not surprised in the slightest at the panicked stammering in the scientist's speech despite the cool front he was currently displaying. He, of course, didn't try to hide the irritation he felt on the inside from the public eye. He was still pretty pissed off. He lightly gestured over to the paraplegic he carelessly left in the center of the room, the tone of his voice now somewhat flat from over-exerting itself back in the other couple's quarters. "Homegirl over here almost sold her soul to the devil and I saved her." said Alti before he sauntered over to their bed and gracelessly plopped himself on top of it. He looked over to Alraada, his eyes softening a tad but not quite enough to mask his annoyance with both her flawed decision-making skills and loss of sweet. " Ain't that right, cupcake?" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jul 13, 2016 20:42:25 GMT -6
"Oh don't you worry, my perverted friend. I'll see you three later~" His tone much darker from before as it echoed down the hall. He glanced at the gloves he'd been wearing, the fingertips quickly reforming themselves, causing the man to smile. Little amalgamate gnats, barely noticeable. Surely Cyrus wouldn't have noticed, right? What with him nearly pissing himself at the mere sight of Amil, surprisingly enough. Zadinya planned to have the little things fly around the room and gather information.
"Must have scared him when that Lime Otterpop and I fought." He chuckled to himself as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Racking his mind in an attempt to remember Nace, the man scowled. Amil was still trying his hardest to defend this man who he'd just called atrocious. Strange. The demon wandered into the bar, figuring he'd grab a drink to loosen Amil's nerves. The more alcohol he had the better control he'd have over the man's body, ironically enough.
He sat himself down at the bar, the current worker greeting him. "What can I get you, sir?" Zadinya smiled. "How about a bottle of vodka? The entire thing, just hand it over." The bartender was caught off guard by the request, the man raising an eyebrow at the demon.
"W-we can't do that, sir.." The bartender stuttered out, to which Zadinya groaned over dramatically.
"FINE. Just get me the strongest drink you have. I have a looooooong night ahead of me~" He chimed, grinning at the bartender and bursting out into laughter when the worker visibly jumped at the sight of the man's teeth. "Jumpy, huh? Cute."
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Post by Emily on Jul 14, 2016 1:42:18 GMT -6
Alraada stared down at her lap with a guilty expression, not able to look before the couple that bailed her out of so much. "I-I'm sorry that you have to deal with all my shit...and I'm sorry that I keep getting into shit..." She spoke regretfully. She probably should have built up more experience with talking to people and not actively being obnoxious, and making actual decisions not to counter 'the man'. God. She was dumb back then. She wished she didn't waste her time yelling about ideas that didn't even work and spent more time on learning what 'outside' was like. The world honestly didn't need another person like her. Maybe she would head back to the protection program, despite its conditions. "And...thank you for always being there for me...it must be hard having to deal with a five year old in a twenty one year old's body...." She spoke, giving a grim laugh after her statement. When she got older...no, now. She wanted to be like Cyrus. Maybe a little bit like Alti, but mostly Cyrus. Alti is great but too outwardly kinky to look up to. "So yeah....you shouldn't have to put up with my idiocy, so I'll just...ill try and think what you guys would do when I get in a bad situation. And don't hesitate to call on me if you need anything!! I wouldn't want my advice or help, but I can stand around and flaunt my bad decisions to make you look better at least!" She was only half joking with the last statement. She wanted to help them out as much as she could but... They were probably really pissed at her. (( not u and LadyAurablade)) |
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Post by cassiroll on Jul 14, 2016 12:13:38 GMT -6
" FINE. Just get me the strongest drink you have. I have a looooooong night ahead of me~" He chimed, grinning at the bartender and bursting out into laughter when the worker visibly jumped at the sight of the man's teeth. " Jumpy, huh? Cute." Nace had had enough of waiting around for his partner to message him for the a-okay to come inside. How long did it take to make one of these damn deals anyways? He could've been out in the town, living it up at clubs and dancing with strangers. Hell, he could've been in the middle of a threesome! Although he'd probably be too black out drunk to remember any of it. Still, blacking out was less boring than the agonizing moments of waiting he was being exposed to. With a frustrated sigh, he started to head into the hotel, planning on at least grabbing a few from the bar before breaking down the door to his own bedroom. However, upon entering said bar, he was greeted with the site of his soul mate, openly flirting(?) with the bartender. Trying to settle the bits of rage stinging his mind, he slid in next to his partner and gave him a long glare. "Hey asshat, thanks for messaging me back. And what's up with the fuckin' get-up, were you planning on hitting the scene without me? Mother fucker," He muttered, hitting the counter and pointing to what he wanted from the still shaky bartender. During the time it took for him to get his drink, he had a better opportunity to look over the transformed Amil. He cocked his head at him and raised an eyebrow. "Bae, what the fuck is up with your eyes? We're not cosplaying and dressing up as a character no one knows isn't sexy for role playing." He grabbed the drink before the bartender could set it down and took a swing, still eyeing the man next to him curiously. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jul 14, 2016 17:49:14 GMT -6
Nace had had enough of waiting around for his partner to message him for the a-okay to come inside. How long did it take to make one of these damn deals anyways? He could've been out in the town, living it up at clubs and dancing with strangers. Hell, he could've been in the middle of a threesome! Although he'd probably be too black out drunk to remember any of it. Still, blacking out was less boring than the agonizing moments of waiting he was being exposed to. With a frustrated sigh, he started to head into the hotel, planning on at least grabbing a few from the bar before breaking down the door to his own bedroom. However, upon entering said bar, he was greeted with the site of his soul mate, openly flirting(?) with the bartender. Trying to settle the bits of rage stinging his mind, he slid in next to his partner and gave him a long glare. "Hey asshat, thanks for messaging me back. And what's up with the fuckin' get-up, were you planning on hitting the scene without me? Mother fucker," He muttered, hitting the counter and pointing to what he wanted from the still shaky bartender. During the time it took for him to get his drink, he had a better opportunity to look over the transformed Amil. He cocked his head at him and raised an eyebrow. "Bae, what the fuck is up with your eyes? We're not cosplaying and dressing up as a character no one knows isn't sexy for role playing." He grabbed the drink before the bartender could set it down and took a swing, still eyeing the man next to him curiously. Zadinya was surprised by the new individual sitting next to him, the demon looking the red head up and down until it clicked in his mind. That bright red hair. It was the guy who had kissed him the other day. The demon burst out into laughter as he realized this was Amil's soulmate he was talking to, his hardy outburst echoing throughout the open bar. When he finally regained his composure, albeit still giggling, he turned to face his 'partner' for the night. " Ooooooooh, sweetheart," He cooed. " I thought I would come down stairs to meet YOU! I figured you'd be here, given you drink like a fish after all!" He chuckled again as he ruffled the man's hair as some of Amil's memories finally came through. " No need to get your chastity belt twisted up!" He took the drink he'd ordered from the bartender and downed the entire thing in one swift gulp. He tapped on the table and looked to the nervous worker and smiled again. " Another one, sweetie~! That one wasn't very satisfying." He chuckled dryly as he turned to face his red headed partner again. " My eyes, you say?" Zadinya tapped his finger to his chin, a wry smirk on his face. " Well, I thought my eyes looked better this way~! White and pink? Booooooooooring! Yellow and black, however? That's a muuuuuuuuuuuch nicer combination!" He smirked, surprised the man hadn't put two and two together. Was he really that dense? Or perhaps Amil hadn't told Nace about him yet? Zadinya mentally frowned. Aaaaaaaaaaw, are you embarrassed of me, Amil? The bartender set another drink down in front of him, which Zadinya chugged once more. " But enough foreplay, lets get hot and heavy~! I'm bored of this hotel, I want to go out and do something tonight! Maybe some gambling! Haven't done that in awhile. I'm feeling reeeeeeeal lucky tonight~" He chimed, glancing over at Nace, seductively. " Whattya say, hot shot? Wanna show me a good time?" |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Jul 14, 2016 18:45:38 GMT -6
Maicy laid down on her bed for a bit. She stared up at the ceiling. She is still contemplating on rather or not to ask Aberdeen to save the conversation for the next day. It is getting really tough.
On one hand, Maicy feels pretty bad, given she was supposed talk with Aberdeen the things she was to bring up in the Therapy session but couldn't. One the other hand..... Aberdeen's feeling sick right now and this may now be a good time. Maicy sighed.
"Crap, I don't know what to dooooo." Maicy muttered to herself. I gotta know but is this really the right time?
After a couple of minutes of thinking, she stood up from her bed and opened the window.
"Maybe some fresh air would help me think..??" Maicy suggested to herself.
She did felt the breeze from outside. It actually feels quite nice. Maicy looked up at the sky and see the stars are up tonight. It's pretty much a beautiful view. Heck, maybe one of these days. Maybe during or even after the experiment, there will be a chance that both Maicy and Aberdeen could look up at the sky. The thought of that did made Maicy blush.
However, now is not really the time for that thought.
You gotta make a decision of asking Aberdeen soon, Maicy!
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Post by not u on Jul 14, 2016 19:38:18 GMT -6
"Homegirl over here almost sold her soul to the devil and I saved her." said Alti before he sauntered over to their bed and gracelessly plopped himself on top of it. He looked over to Alraada, his eyes softening a tad but not quite enough to mask his annoyance with both her flawed decision-making skills and loss of sweet. "Ain't that right, cupcake?" Maybe she would head back to the protection program, despite its conditions. "And...thank you for always being there for me...it must be hard having to deal with a five year old in a twenty one year old's body...." She spoke, giving a grim laugh after her statement. When she got older...no, now. She wanted to be like Cyrus. Maybe a little bit like Alti, but mostly Cyrus. Alti is great but too outwardly kinky to look up to. "So yeah....you shouldn't have to put up with my idiocy, so I'll just...ill try and think what you guys would do when I get in a bad situation. And don't hesitate to call on me if you need anything!! I wouldn't want my advice or help, but I can stand around and flaunt my bad decisions to make you look better at least!" She was only half joking with the last statement. Cyrus rolled his eyes at her self-deprecating closing statement, sitting down heavily next to Alti on the bed and bouncing a couple of times. "Yeah yeah. Don't worry about it, kiddo. Just don't do it again alright? You're so damn careless with yourself," he sighed and stared at the battered and wheelchair-bound cabbage, pointing at her. "Cut that out. At this rate you're not gonna be able to help people after you're dead. Nobody here is asking for a sacrificial lamb and if they are, well fuck 'em!" The scientist sighed and gently gripped his chin between his thumb and forefinger, mulling over the whole supernatural ordeal that happened just now, still not fully comprehending the gravity of it all. The 'deals', the 'soul selling', not to mention the bizarre conversation he overheard. His eyes glanced up from their spot searching the floor for questions before looking between Alraada and Alti. "How did you even get into that situation? And what the fuck was going on with Am? He looked and sounded... pretty fucking weird just now." |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jul 14, 2016 22:45:35 GMT -6
Cyrus rolled his eyes at her self-deprecating closing statement, sitting down heavily next to Alti on the bed and bouncing a couple of times. "Yeah yeah. Don't worry about it, kiddo. Just don't do it again alright? You're so damn careless with yourself," he sighed and stared at the battered and wheelchair-bound cabbage, pointing at her. "Cut that out. At this rate you're not gonna be able to help people after you're dead. Nobody here is asking for a sacrificial lamb and if they are, well fuck 'em!" The scientist sighed and gently gripped his chin between his thumb and forefinger, mulling over the whole supernatural ordeal that happened just now, still not fully comprehending the gravity of it all. The 'deals', the 'soul selling', not to mention the bizarre conversation he overheard. His eyes glanced up from their spot searching the floor for questions before looking between Alraada and Alti. "How did you even get into that situation? And what the fuck was going on with Am? He looked and sounded... pretty fucking weird just now." "Well, first of all, I'unno. He just.. called her over and they.. went to talkin'!" Alti explained sharply with a flourish of the arm, more angry with the deal-maker than his latest project as he continued to explain. "'Course I got kinda suspicious and started listening in and all to see if she was gonna turn him down, but ehhh, she didn't. So I got 'er out." He then rolled onto his side, now closer to his partner as he looked the man up and down curiously before recalling the answer to his last question. "And ohh, that? huh. Guess you met Millie's boss firsthand, then. Makes sense..." he trailed down into a mutter, rolling onto his back once again and staring at the ceiling while Amil's last jab rang through his mind. "Didn't look like he had any of that 'control' left when got the fuck out of there...." |
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