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Demon/Angel romance:
An angel and a demon meet and despite their many difference they fall in love. The angel maybe the more rebellious type, but she is still good at heart. The demon is still evil, but may not be as bad as the others. They have to stay alive as they receive grief from both side. Neither side wants to see what will happen if these pair ever have a child. So they will do what ever it takes to keep that from happening.
Thanks! I really do have to go to bed now, though. Can we figure it out tomorrow?
Sorry it took so long!
So, which character do you want? What do you normally do for profiles?
So, which character do you want? What do you normally do for profiles?
It's fine. :)You can make your characters as detailed as you want. Don't have a preference for that.
I'd like to be the demon.
You can pick the gender.
Okay!
I'm fine with the angel. Can I have the girl, then? (I don't mean to gender grab if you'd prefer it)
I'm fine with the angel. Can I have the girl, then? (I don't mean to gender grab if you'd prefer it)
Thanks! I have to go *again* for a few, but I'll have my character ASAP :)
Name: Crispin Philip Arthur RussellNickname: Bones
Gender: Male
Age: Actually: 1952 Looks: 24
Species: Demon
Appearance: Jason has light brown curly hair and brown eyes.
(view spoiler)
Other: Nicknamed Bones because of how he used to torture his enemies. He crushed every bone in their body before finally hanging them up in a pit and letting them slowly die.
Crispin always wears a silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand he never takes it off: (view spoiler)
He wears this bracelet on his right wrist: (view spoiler)
He has a pet Mngwa, which is pretty much a hell cat.
(view spoiler)
Name: Emerson Alev Shavja
Age: 832 (looks 21)
Appearance: Emerson has long, curly, dirty blonde hair. She's 5'7" in height, with a thin, athletic build
http://pinterest.com/pin/320951910917...
Distinguishing marks: she has a branding of a cross on her ankle, and a tattoo of a songbird on her shoulder
Other: As a hospital-in-hiding for other supernatural beings, Emerson runs a toxins and tonics shop that looks like an apothecary to the humans.
Age: 832 (looks 21)
Appearance: Emerson has long, curly, dirty blonde hair. She's 5'7" in height, with a thin, athletic build
http://pinterest.com/pin/320951910917...
Distinguishing marks: she has a branding of a cross on her ankle, and a tattoo of a songbird on her shoulder
Other: As a hospital-in-hiding for other supernatural beings, Emerson runs a toxins and tonics shop that looks like an apothecary to the humans.
Thanks! I like him, too. And sure, go ahead ^_^
Bones walked into a club and over to the bar, he order a round of shots and quickly downed them all. It took a lot to get him drunk so he wasn't worried. He was here on the hunt anyway, he didn't need to get drunk, yet. He eyed the crowd looking for Abby, his annoying groupie, she's a demon like him. She followed him around like a lost puppy dog, which is why she’s annoying.Bones sensed her location before he actually saw her and turned towards the left of the dance floor. He shoved some horny and apparently turned on guy off Abby and pulled her aside. "Why did you ask me to come here" he asked his tone harsh, and it was really the only tone he had when talking to her. She had long wavy blood red hair and sharp but beautiful facial features. Her body was curvy in all the right places and she was wearing a tight black dress that accentuate all of them.
Abby melted under his gaze, but not because she was afraid. She admired and worshiped Bones. He was her idol and she wanted to be like him in every way, or at least get under him. She was practically in love with the guy. Of course he didn't like her that way, barely liked her as a friend. "To have a little fun Bonesy" she purred and ran her hand down his arm. She giggled slightly, obviously a bit tipsy. "Thinking we could pick up a few girls take em back to your place have a little fun" she said and bit her lip slightly. She was definitely suggesting a threesome or foursome and then some torture and of course murder.
Bones smiled, "I think I just remembered why I keep you around" he said his tone lighter then before. He grabbed her hand and twirled her around before heading to the dance floor. "Have you picked any out yet?" he asked, because well why wouldn't she, she was the type to be prepared. He always got a little high off the chase, it was thrilling in every way possible. Just thinking about what he was going to do to them turned him on. He liked the sound of a human screaming in terror, the sound of blood gushing out of their flesh and hitting the floor. Killing was kind of like a work of art to him, you cut them in the right places and they won't die for hours. Their blood just gushes out in slow memorizing rhythms and flows down and onto the floor. He's not crazy, but he does enjoy a good blood bath, literally and figuratively.
Abby smiled and nodded a she started to dance with Bones, "Of course" she said. "Beach blond bimbo over there" she said and pointed to a petite blond ordering another drink, even though she was barely able to stay on her feet already. "And brunette slutbag over there" she said and pointed to a girl currently grinding on some guy at a booth. She mostly enjoyed the sex with Bones part, and then she'd just watched as he killed the girls. She loved watching just as much as Bones loved inflicting the pain.
Bones nodded and let Abby go, "Good choices" he said with a smirk. "You get the brunette, I'll talk to the blond" he said and turned to leave, he could already sense that both girls were human so they wouldn‘t have any problems with them. He walked over to the bar and smiled charmingly at the pretty blond that Abby pointed out. "Hey beautiful" he said and paid for her drink. Then he laid on the real charm and he was actually very very charming when he wants to be, and when he doesn't. It kind of just rolls off him in waves. That's why he doesn't do this game very often, the girls are just to easy to get. He likes a challenge, though with his power level that's kind of hard to find these days.
An hour later Bones was leaving with Abby and the two women she picked out. They stayed a while to get acquainted and well convince the girls into a foursome. The girls were hammered and Abby wasn't far behind. Bones was only slightly buzzed and well having a great time. He lead the girls over to his car and they got into the back while he got into the driver's seat and Abby took shot gun. He started the car and drove off towards his place. Not the place where he lives but a places that he owns for this especially. To get there he had to go down main street passing all the businesses and then went out of town.
((This okay? Also I should probably tell you I don't usually write this much.))
((Yep! It's good. The blonde isn't supposed to be Emerson, right?
Also, I rarely write that much, so I get it.))
Also, I rarely write that much, so I get it.))
((Nope, it's not Emerson. Just some random.))
The smell of pot overwhelmed Emerson's senses as she turned around from the shelf behind her counter. "For the last time, I don't have the patchouli lotion for covering up your smoking habit. And no, I won't have it tonight. At the earliest, I might have it tomorrow night."
The man adjusted his sunglasses on his nose and reached across the counter, grabbing Emerson's wrists in one hand. "Please," he begged. "They won't let me into my night job like this."
Emerson coughed, wrenching free of his grip and eaving the air in front of her face. "Sir, I wish I had the lotion in, but I don't. You bought the last bottle yesterday, remember?" He probably wouldn't, as he was always stoned when he came to visit the shop. Maybe that was why he never noticed the oddities about it. Like the jar that held 'fake' eyes, standing on the mantle of the unused fireplace to the side of the shop. Or the way Emerson's eyes literally glowed at night.
Emerson stood out from behind the counter, taking a small vial out of a tin and handing it to the man. "Here... This should make the smell go away faster, but it's more expensive."
The man eyed the vial, turning it over in his withered palm. "How much more?" he questioned. Emerson told him, and he handed the sum over and quickly ran out of the shop, but not before giving the girl a gross, wet smooch on the cheek.
Emerson made a blegh sound and wiped her freckled cheek off with a cloth, heading to the door and locking up behind the old man. Turning into the basement of her shop-slash-home, she returned to the real reason she had given the man a vial of water to get him out of her shop (Next time, she vouched, she would give him the money back without him noticing).
Housed in the basement of her shop was what looked like a little girl, seated in the window well. She turned around and gave Emerson a devilish grin, holding out her hand with a small note in it. "Here you go," spoke the girl in a prickly voice, pressing the note into Emerson's palm before disappearing into thin air.
Emerson read the note, heading back upstairs to gather the order written on it, to be pocked up the next twilight. After she finished, she went into the home portion of the address, reading to tuck in for the night.
((How do we want them to meet?))
The man adjusted his sunglasses on his nose and reached across the counter, grabbing Emerson's wrists in one hand. "Please," he begged. "They won't let me into my night job like this."
Emerson coughed, wrenching free of his grip and eaving the air in front of her face. "Sir, I wish I had the lotion in, but I don't. You bought the last bottle yesterday, remember?" He probably wouldn't, as he was always stoned when he came to visit the shop. Maybe that was why he never noticed the oddities about it. Like the jar that held 'fake' eyes, standing on the mantle of the unused fireplace to the side of the shop. Or the way Emerson's eyes literally glowed at night.
Emerson stood out from behind the counter, taking a small vial out of a tin and handing it to the man. "Here... This should make the smell go away faster, but it's more expensive."
The man eyed the vial, turning it over in his withered palm. "How much more?" he questioned. Emerson told him, and he handed the sum over and quickly ran out of the shop, but not before giving the girl a gross, wet smooch on the cheek.
Emerson made a blegh sound and wiped her freckled cheek off with a cloth, heading to the door and locking up behind the old man. Turning into the basement of her shop-slash-home, she returned to the real reason she had given the man a vial of water to get him out of her shop (Next time, she vouched, she would give him the money back without him noticing).
Housed in the basement of her shop was what looked like a little girl, seated in the window well. She turned around and gave Emerson a devilish grin, holding out her hand with a small note in it. "Here you go," spoke the girl in a prickly voice, pressing the note into Emerson's palm before disappearing into thin air.
Emerson read the note, heading back upstairs to gather the order written on it, to be pocked up the next twilight. After she finished, she went into the home portion of the address, reading to tuck in for the night.
((How do we want them to meet?))
((Umm... he could go into her shop the next day to buy something.))Bones arrived at his place in just a few minutes and unloaded the girls and helped them into his house. They all went upstairs to his bed room, and bumped uglies for a few hours before the girls paced out. "That was fun" Bones said and rolled out of bed. He slowly got dressed and then grabbed the blond's hair, "Bring the brunette down" he barked at Abby and dragged the unconscious girl of the bed and onto the floor. She was awake now and struggling weakly again his hold, but there wasn't much she could do.
Bones dragged the blonde back downstairs, and then down to his basement, or what he liked to call his torture chambers. He strapped her into a chair and started doing his business. He took her time, and again he took hours on her. When she finally did die the floor and him were covered in blood. He unstrapped her naked body from the chair and bragged her lifeless body over to the furnace, he tossed her body into the flames and then went to get ready for the next girl.
Abby got dressed as well before dragging the brunette downstairs, in the same manner that Bones did. She brought her to the basement and made her watch as Bones maimed the blonde. When he was done with her Abby grabbed the brunette and strapped her in the chair.
"I'll save her for tomorrow." Bones said and walked over to the brunette. "Let she stew for a little bit." he said with a smile. He then put away he torture tools and went upstairs to take a shower. "You can leave now" he said to Abby before getting into the shower.
When Bones was all clean he put on some fresh clothing and left the house and went back upstairs to sleep.
~
The next day Bones woke up and quickly made himself presentable before leaving the house and going out on the town.
((Sure.))
The next morning, Emerson came jogging down the ladder-like thing in a flowing day dress, meant especially to make the humans like her more- to not consider her to look like an ethereal being.
She instantly got to work, pulling out ingredients to make the items for the rest of the order she had been given the night before. Grinding herbs and plants together before adding them to the rum as a base agent, she finally finished an hour later, filling up a small glass bottle with the sleeping tonic.
Feeling someone's presence without the door being opened, she had a feeling she knew who it was. She turned around to see the little girl from before, standing right in front of the counter. "I need the order now," she said in her cold, raspy voice, holding out her tiny hands to take the box of things on the list.
"You're early," Emerson noted as she slowly added the last item to the wooden box. Wooden, like every other furnishing in her shop.
"My master needs those items earlier than he thought, thus, I am here early." The girl yanked the box from Emerson's tight grip, a pile of golden coins left in it's wake.
Emerson swallowed, looking from the coins to the girl. "Okay, well... The marjho will need to set a bit longer, I just made it this morning."
The girl scowled, and two of the coins disappeared. "Fine, then. Less of a tip for you." Emerson shrugged, not really caring. Speaking up again, the girl hefted the box from the counter into her scrawny arms. "The master would like to see you soon. You should go to him, if you don't want all this-" she gestured her head to the entire shop, "ruined. Good-bye, Emerson."
With that, the girl disappeared, and Emerson was left to stand up on the counter to fix a flickering lightbulb, thinking about how she did not want to visit the vampire-turned-demon. A shiver worked it's way through her body as she thought of ways she could escape whatever he wanted from her.
The next morning, Emerson came jogging down the ladder-like thing in a flowing day dress, meant especially to make the humans like her more- to not consider her to look like an ethereal being.
She instantly got to work, pulling out ingredients to make the items for the rest of the order she had been given the night before. Grinding herbs and plants together before adding them to the rum as a base agent, she finally finished an hour later, filling up a small glass bottle with the sleeping tonic.
Feeling someone's presence without the door being opened, she had a feeling she knew who it was. She turned around to see the little girl from before, standing right in front of the counter. "I need the order now," she said in her cold, raspy voice, holding out her tiny hands to take the box of things on the list.
"You're early," Emerson noted as she slowly added the last item to the wooden box. Wooden, like every other furnishing in her shop.
"My master needs those items earlier than he thought, thus, I am here early." The girl yanked the box from Emerson's tight grip, a pile of golden coins left in it's wake.
Emerson swallowed, looking from the coins to the girl. "Okay, well... The marjho will need to set a bit longer, I just made it this morning."
The girl scowled, and two of the coins disappeared. "Fine, then. Less of a tip for you." Emerson shrugged, not really caring. Speaking up again, the girl hefted the box from the counter into her scrawny arms. "The master would like to see you soon. You should go to him, if you don't want all this-" she gestured her head to the entire shop, "ruined. Good-bye, Emerson."
With that, the girl disappeared, and Emerson was left to stand up on the counter to fix a flickering lightbulb, thinking about how she did not want to visit the vampire-turned-demon. A shiver worked it's way through her body as she thought of ways she could escape whatever he wanted from her.
Bones first went to his actual house and checked on his Mngwa, Copper. She's really a beautiful beast, but she likes to tear up the place when he's not around. "Copper" he called when he walked into the house. The large hell cat flew down the stairs and too Bones feet. He scratched the feline behind the ears and checked out the house before leaving again.Bones drove back into town and onto main street. He had to stop at the store for supernatural stuff, an apothecary, to the humans. It only took him a few minutes to get there, and he parked his truck right outside the door. He killed the engine and got out of the car.
Bones walked into the store and looked over at the shop keeper. "Hey sweetheart" he said and walked over to the counter. "You got any Mngwa food?" he asked, though that wasn't the only reason why he came here. He could get that else were but he didn't want to stop at two places.
((Got to go, but will be back on later.))
((Okay.))
Emerson jumped when she heard the door open, early hitting her head on inside of her desk. She'd been working through the paper-written orders. When she saw him, though, she flashed a smile as she looked him up and down. "No nicknames. You can call me Emerson," she said, her European accent lilting as she turned around to pull out a drawer with a list of the stocks. "You smell like sex, and death. You do know that, right? Because it stinks." She grabbed a bottle and handed it to him. "This will mask the scent." She shook her head, pulling out a card.
"I don't have... Wait, I do." Emerson slipped out from behind the counter and brushing past him into a side room. "What type? Because I have human body parts, but if you wanted the herljik, then that won't be in until tonight." She pointed to an empty space on the shelf, indicating that it was where the food had been.
Emerson jumped when she heard the door open, early hitting her head on inside of her desk. She'd been working through the paper-written orders. When she saw him, though, she flashed a smile as she looked him up and down. "No nicknames. You can call me Emerson," she said, her European accent lilting as she turned around to pull out a drawer with a list of the stocks. "You smell like sex, and death. You do know that, right? Because it stinks." She grabbed a bottle and handed it to him. "This will mask the scent." She shook her head, pulling out a card.
"I don't have... Wait, I do." Emerson slipped out from behind the counter and brushing past him into a side room. "What type? Because I have human body parts, but if you wanted the herljik, then that won't be in until tonight." She pointed to an empty space on the shelf, indicating that it was where the food had been.
Bones snorted and pushed the bottle back across the counter, "Don't really want to mask the scent sweetheart. I like it" he said with a smirk. "I'll take whatever you have, the whole of it" he said and pulled out his wallet. "Also would like some potion or whatever that get's blood out of clothes, human crap doesn't cut it" he said and pulled out a few dozen hundred dollar bills, before putting the wallet back in his pocket. "Tired of buying new clothes all the time" he said and laughed softly. "Though I suppose I could just do what I do naked, but that just seems like poor taste, ya know" he said jokingly.
Emerson paused to look back at him, a frown forming on her face. "Blood...?" So he was definitely a demon then, probably talking about torture. She tapped the shelf.
Sliding a ladder into place, she stepped onto it to lift a heavy jar off the shelf. "Organs..." She set the painted jar on the floor with a soft thunk. "I have fingers, too, but you have to be careful with the bones." She pulled the second one off the shelf. Each of the jars were about the size of her torso, and it was a wonder she could even lift them. "I mostly carry them for the hell cats that come into the infirmary, but..." She paused, setting the second one next to the first. "I haven't seen any in a while."
"So for the stains..." Emerson slipped past him back into the first room, studying a display case. She bent over and grabbed a couple of jugs the size and shape of a wine bottle. "This should work. If it doesn't, tell me and I'll get you something else."
She set the jugs on the counter. "Anything else? I can help you carry this stuff out," she offered.
Sliding a ladder into place, she stepped onto it to lift a heavy jar off the shelf. "Organs..." She set the painted jar on the floor with a soft thunk. "I have fingers, too, but you have to be careful with the bones." She pulled the second one off the shelf. Each of the jars were about the size of her torso, and it was a wonder she could even lift them. "I mostly carry them for the hell cats that come into the infirmary, but..." She paused, setting the second one next to the first. "I haven't seen any in a while."
"So for the stains..." Emerson slipped past him back into the first room, studying a display case. She bent over and grabbed a couple of jugs the size and shape of a wine bottle. "This should work. If it doesn't, tell me and I'll get you something else."
She set the jugs on the counter. "Anything else? I can help you carry this stuff out," she offered.
Bones smiled, "That'd be great sweetheart" he said and handed over the money. He grabbed the twojars of food for his Mngwa and turned to leave. "So what's an angel doing running this type of shop" he asked curiously as he walked out of the store and over to his truck. He opened the back door and set the jars on the floor in front of the seats. "Seems a little naughty to me. Helping the baddies. Thought angels were goodies" he said. He didn't care much for angles himself, and the only interaction he's ever had with one until today was to fight. So he really didn't know much about them either.
Emerson loaded the jugs of stain removers into a crate, leaning to set the money on a hidden shelf behind the counter. "Not all angels are good," she countered, shrugging as she picked up the box to follow the demon outside. "Besides, it's not like I can be exclusive to humans and angels."
She kneed the door open. "I don't even know your name. Why do you ask?" she questioned him, furrowing her brow.
She kneed the door open. "I don't even know your name. Why do you ask?" she questioned him, furrowing her brow.
"I'm a curious person. It's in my nature" Bones said with a smile. "and the names Bones" he said and winked before taking the crate from her and putting in the back seat. "And sweetheart you definitely can make your store exclusive, you just want to extra business" he said with a laugh. "Or your some demons bitch, I don't know" he said and shrugged slightly. "Either way nice meeting ya" he said and moved to walk around his car and leave.
Emerson scoffed. "Everyone deserves help, and some can't pay for it." She scowled at his back. "Good-bye, Bones," she said with a sigh, turning around to retreat back into the store. She stood in the doorway, calling back over her shoulder, "I would never subject myself to one of your kind."
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Two hours later, Emerson finally finished the rest of the orders and perche herself on the stool, thinking of Bones while she waited for a customer or, later, the small truck that would come by to drop off the restocking items.
((Sorry it's shorter.))
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Two hours later, Emerson finally finished the rest of the orders and perche herself on the stool, thinking of Bones while she waited for a customer or, later, the small truck that would come by to drop off the restocking items.
((Sorry it's shorter.))
Bones chuckled and shook his head slightly before getting back into his truck and speeding off. He went back to his place, his real place not the one he brought the chicks too. He parked in his garage and quickly unloaded to truck. "Copper" he called as he tossed some organs into the hell cats large food dish. "Dinner's served" he said. The cats name used to be something long and complicated but after a few centuries he decided to shorten it to something simple, like Copper. It's a lot easier then yelling, Coppileratial, that's for sure. ~
A few hours later Bones was lounging in his living room with his hell cat watching some T.V., yeah demons watch T.V. deal with it. When Abby came back over, "Bones, when are you going to deal with the brunette?" she asked pouting slightly.
"When I feel like it that when" Bones said harshly, making his cat flinch and then jump off the couch to find somewhere else to lay. Bones rolled his eyes and looked over at Abby, "You'll just have to be patient. Besides never said you'd be there when I did do it"
Abby scoffed and crossed her arms.
((It's fine)
After another hour of waiting, Emerson grew bored, but jumpy, like she felt something bad was going to happen. She had no idea why, she obviously wasn't psychic.
Two hours later, when the she could see the sun disappearing behind the building across the street, she found out why. A new, human customer sorted through some tinctures on the far wall when the front door slammed open and a figure walked through.
Emerson glowered. "Hello, Kylist," she greeted coldly, staring him down. The customer looked up, and Ky raised his hand, turning the human to ash.
"Lovely as always, Alev." This demon was the only one to ever call Emerson by her middle name, and she hated him for it. "How is everything running?"
Emerson watched as he dragged his long, pale forefinger along a line of green bottles. Illegal toxins in the human world. "What do you want, Kylist?" she questioned, skipping the pleasantries.
Kylist looked up. "Always so hostile, these days. How come you're not as nice as you once were?"
Emerson snorted a laugh. "Because I no longer depend on you, obviously. You seem to forget that every now and then."
"You're mistaken," Ky responded, striding to stand behind the desk with her. "I need you to get something for me."
"Didn't I already fill that order for your little whore this morning?" Emerson questioned, folding her arms across her chest.
"Yes, well. I need something else now, and you know where to get it, I'm told." At Emerson's raised eyebrows, he continued. "A Mngwa."
How does he... Emerson's thought trailed off as she shook her head. "No. I don't have one."
"No, of course, but you do know where one is."
The angel opened her mouth to argue again, but Kylist was there in a flash, cupping her face not-so-gently with one hand. "Get me the Mngwa by the end of the week, or you'll pay the consequence."
Emerson wrenched free of his grip and spat, while the tall demon laughed. "I am not your property."
"You or the cat." Ky shrugged. "Your choice." And then he was gone, leaving Emerson to clean up the pile of ash.
Two hours later, when the she could see the sun disappearing behind the building across the street, she found out why. A new, human customer sorted through some tinctures on the far wall when the front door slammed open and a figure walked through.
Emerson glowered. "Hello, Kylist," she greeted coldly, staring him down. The customer looked up, and Ky raised his hand, turning the human to ash.
"Lovely as always, Alev." This demon was the only one to ever call Emerson by her middle name, and she hated him for it. "How is everything running?"
Emerson watched as he dragged his long, pale forefinger along a line of green bottles. Illegal toxins in the human world. "What do you want, Kylist?" she questioned, skipping the pleasantries.
Kylist looked up. "Always so hostile, these days. How come you're not as nice as you once were?"
Emerson snorted a laugh. "Because I no longer depend on you, obviously. You seem to forget that every now and then."
"You're mistaken," Ky responded, striding to stand behind the desk with her. "I need you to get something for me."
"Didn't I already fill that order for your little whore this morning?" Emerson questioned, folding her arms across her chest.
"Yes, well. I need something else now, and you know where to get it, I'm told." At Emerson's raised eyebrows, he continued. "A Mngwa."
How does he... Emerson's thought trailed off as she shook her head. "No. I don't have one."
"No, of course, but you do know where one is."
The angel opened her mouth to argue again, but Kylist was there in a flash, cupping her face not-so-gently with one hand. "Get me the Mngwa by the end of the week, or you'll pay the consequence."
Emerson wrenched free of his grip and spat, while the tall demon laughed. "I am not your property."
"You or the cat." Ky shrugged. "Your choice." And then he was gone, leaving Emerson to clean up the pile of ash.
Abby left after a while and went to do her thing, leaving Bones along again, thank god. He got off the couch and went over to the front door. "Copper, come" he called and the large cat ambled across the floor over to his master. "Come on, we're going for a ride" he said and opened the front door. "Disguise yourself" he said, because a large hellish cat won't be taken well by the humans. The cat meowed loudly before turning into a small tabby cat. Bones smiled and bent down to pick on the much smaller cat. He walked it over to his car and put it in the passenger seat before driving away from his house.Bones went back to the place he was keeping the brunette and brought Copper inside. "Find the human" he said to the Mngwa once he put the cat down inside.
Copper ran across the floor changing back into his original form as he did. He found the basement door and clawed at it, he would have broken it but it was reinforced so it couldn't be broken down.
"Good girl" Bones said and scratched the feline behind the ears. Then he unlocked the door and held it open for Copper. "Dinner time" he said and went down the stairs, the cat right behind him. He walked over to the girl and unstrapped her from the chair. "Your free to go" he said.
The brunette didn't hesitate and just ran up the stairs and towards the front door.
"Go get her" Bones said to Copper.
Copper meowed happily and loudly before bounding up the stairs and pouncing on the brunette. A second later he was clawing at her flesh and gnawing at her neck.
Emerson closed up the shop, pacing around as she tried to decide what to do. She could try and ask Bones where he had gotten his Mngwa, but that would probably be pointless, as she had no idea where he lived or if he would even help her.
She wondered if Kylist was just testing her, considering Emerson to be young and incompetent, or maybe he was trying to get at Bones.
In that case, she would hope Bones would want to take care of him, but she doubted he would if it meant helping her.
Thinking back to the stain remover, she silently willed it to not work on his clothing so he would have to come back.
This is why you should take customer's information. Because it's helpful,, she cursed herself.
She wondered if Kylist was just testing her, considering Emerson to be young and incompetent, or maybe he was trying to get at Bones.
In that case, she would hope Bones would want to take care of him, but she doubted he would if it meant helping her.
Thinking back to the stain remover, she silently willed it to not work on his clothing so he would have to come back.
This is why you should take customer's information. Because it's helpful,, she cursed herself.
Bones slowly walked back up the stairs and closed the basement door before going to watch his Mngwa eat the brunette. The beast makes fast work though and she was pretty much already down to the bones. "Off" he commanded and Copper immediately hoped off the limp body and sat down next to it. "Good girl" he said and scratched her behind the ears. "Stay here" he said and grabbed the girl's body. He brought it back downstairs and set it down onto he floor by the furnace. He ripped off the arm that had the most meat still on it and than threw the rest in the fire. He brougth the arm back upstairs with him and smiled at Copper. "Come on let's go. Disguise" he commanded. Copper turned into a Tabby cat again and Bones picked her up. He carried her outside and over to his truck. He set her in the back seat and laid the arm on the seat next to her. No one could see it from outside anyway. Then he got in himself and drove away.
While driving down main street he saw the angel store chick outside and pulled to a stop outside her store. He rolled the passenger side window down and smirked at the nervous looking girl. "That food come in yet" he asked.
Emerson finally heard the truck come in and helped the man quickly unload before she paid for it. He looked like he was going to ask a question, his cheeks red but she left before he could.
A little while later she went to stand out front in the fresh air. She closed her eyes to breathe it in, wishing she could fly. Hearing a truck roll up and someone call out to her, she opened an eye and stare at Bones. Why was he back?
She walked to stand at the passenger window, drawing her eyes from the arm to Bones' face. "Depends. Can you tell me where you got a Mngwa? Or if you know a male by the name of Kylist?" she questioned, furrowing her brow.
A little while later she went to stand out front in the fresh air. She closed her eyes to breathe it in, wishing she could fly. Hearing a truck roll up and someone call out to her, she opened an eye and stare at Bones. Why was he back?
She walked to stand at the passenger window, drawing her eyes from the arm to Bones' face. "Depends. Can you tell me where you got a Mngwa? Or if you know a male by the name of Kylist?" she questioned, furrowing her brow.
"Nope, and not that I recall" Bones said with a shrug. "gotta a lot of enemies, and friends so it's possible that he's in one of those categories" he said with another shrug and looked into the back seat at the tabby chewing on the severed arm. "Why would you want a Mngwa. They can't imprint on a angel like they do with demons" he said and looked back over at Emerson. "Unless this Kylist person wants one" he said. He thought about the name a moment, nope no Kylist, he knew a Kai, but not a Kylist. Unless Kai was wrong or something.
Emerson huffed, staring at the arm. "I don't want it for myself." She weighed the pros and cons of telling the truth. "I need a Mngwa for a... Okay, someone wants yours, but obviously there's no way that's going to happen. I need one that can fool him long enough to leave me alone." She almost reached to pet the cat but held her hand back when she realized what it probably was.
Bones nodded slightly, "Don't see how that's going to happen" he said and shrugged. "Cause I sure as hell ain't giving you mine to do anything with" he said and looked back at the cat eating the arm. "Come here Copper" he said and the cat immediately stopped chewing on the arm hoped up front and crawled into his lap. "She won't even take commands from another demon unless I'm dead" he said and scratched her behind the ears for a moment. "Okay go eat" he said and the cat immediate went back to the back seat and started chewing on the arm again. "So you go any of that food or what?" he asked.
Emerson sighed. "Yeah... I have some." She turned around, gesturing to the only parking space as she headed back inside.
Once in, Emerson looked around, momentarily forgetting she had saved the bags of herljik behind the counter. Lugging it on the desk, she checked the tags to make sure it was correct. "I only get this in once every other week, so this is all it's going to be until next... Sunday? Unless you want it on special order," she told Bones once he came inside. She narrowed her eyes, a thought occurring to her. "How come today was the first time you've been in here?"
Once in, Emerson looked around, momentarily forgetting she had saved the bags of herljik behind the counter. Lugging it on the desk, she checked the tags to make sure it was correct. "I only get this in once every other week, so this is all it's going to be until next... Sunday? Unless you want it on special order," she told Bones once he came inside. She narrowed her eyes, a thought occurring to her. "How come today was the first time you've been in here?"
Bones parked in the only available spot and got out of the car. He grabbed Copper out of the backseat and brought her in with him. "I have another place I go for Mngwa food." he said and set the cat on the floor. As soon as he paws touched down he shifted back into his large form. He doesn't like being a tabby for long period of time. Bones walked over to the counter and inspected the bag of food. "This will do" he said and smiled. "And I came in for the blood stain remover remember. Ruined one of my favorite shirts so I decided to just get something to fix the problem rather then by a bunch of new shirts everyday" he said and smirk. "Anyway, "how about you special order this stuff every Friday, and I'll take care of your little demon problem."
Emerson arched her eyebrows at the proposition, considering it. "Fair enough. Like I said, his name is Kylist, but he's better known as Ky." She took out a card and wrote down the number for the herljik, poising the pen above the paper for a moment. Eyeing the large hell cat, she asked, "Exactly how many of these bags will you be needing every Friday?" She wouldn't be surprised if it was an extraordinary amount, looking at the beast that was called Copper, but she had absolutely no problem with it if it meant being rid of Kylist.
Bones looked down at the bag and did some mental math, "Three or four should be fine" he said, especially if he gave her extra snacks like he had today. "Ky, might actually remember a guy named Ky. Total dick, weird side part that makes him look like Micheal Phelps" and shrugged slightly. "anyway, you know where he likes to stay or anything like that?" he asked.
"I'll put down four..." Emerson murmured to herself, finishing the order card and setting it aside. Listening to his description, she nodded. "That would be him. Where he stays, though? I can do one better." She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down an address, then handed it to Bones. "This is where he lives. It's this big mansion in the Harley woods."
"Okay then chicka lets go. You're coming with" Bones said grabbed the bag of food. "Come on Copper" he said and opened the store door for the cat, who had turned back into a tabby. "I'll be waiting in the car" he said and walked out of the building. Bones tossed the bag of food into the back end of the truck and then opened the back seat. he picked up the tabby cat and seat her on the seat. He closed the door and went around to the driver side and started the engine. Then he did as he said he would and waited for Emerson to come out.
"What?!" Emerson squeaked at his retreating back, her jaw dropped. She stood there for a moment before grabbing her keys and sliding an ash knife into a small holster on the back of her belt, throwing on a jacket and locking up behind her.
She jogged to his truck and climbed into the passenger side, a glowering scowl on her face. "What, do you need a play-by-play to get to his house? Because if you want me to show you how to go in, no can do. If he sees me he'll freak."
She jogged to his truck and climbed into the passenger side, a glowering scowl on her face. "What, do you need a play-by-play to get to his house? Because if you want me to show you how to go in, no can do. If he sees me he'll freak."
Bones chuckled and speed off down the street, he pulled into the drive way of his murder house first and rolled down the window of the back seat, "Copper out. Go inside" a moment later Copper jumped out of the window, the arm in his mouth, and bounded up the stairs and went in through a dog door. "No I',m taking you with me in case this is all some trap. That's also why I'm not bringing Copper" he said and drove away from the house and to the address on the paper she gave him. "How did you get messed up with Ky anyway"
"I don't usually think that far ahead." Emerson narrowed her eyes at him. "You're the one who thought of it, anyway."
When asked about how she knew Ky, she shrugged. "When I first came to this town, I didn't understand the rules. I should have asked someone, but I thought what I was doing was okay. Kylist... He offered for my problems to go away, if I just worked for him. I took him up on it."
Emerson snorted, the stupidity of her former actions coming to mind. "I should have known it was wrong... I should have said no." She blushed, wishing she could take back half the words. Her voice was much quieter when she said, "It wouldn't have meant anything to him."
When asked about how she knew Ky, she shrugged. "When I first came to this town, I didn't understand the rules. I should have asked someone, but I thought what I was doing was okay. Kylist... He offered for my problems to go away, if I just worked for him. I took him up on it."
Emerson snorted, the stupidity of her former actions coming to mind. "I should have known it was wrong... I should have said no." She blushed, wishing she could take back half the words. Her voice was much quieter when she said, "It wouldn't have meant anything to him."
Bones looked over at Emerson and nodded slightly, "Hmmmm" he said and looked back at the road. "Judging by your blushing I'm guessing it wasn't just a platonic relationship" he said and shrugged slightly. "Never trust a demon sweetheart, really not a trustworthy or loyal species." he said and snorted slightly. "got burned once yet you're still letting me help you. Real smart there" he said and laughed softly before looking at the address again. "We here" he said a few minutes later. He parked his truck a few blocks away and hoped out.
Emerson raised her chin, choosing not to say anything the rest of the way. Once he stopped, she dropped out of the car and met him on the drivers side. "It's a ways into the forest," she muttered to Bones, starting away at a quick pace, only stopping once or twice because she had heard a noise.
About ten minutes later, they reached the edge of a clearing that showed its' way to a very large home. Dropping her voice to a whisper, Emerson warned, "He'll have scouts out. He might already be asleep." She furrowed her brow. "To get in, we'll tell someone we're here to make a drop-off point for a Mngwa. You don't think he'll recognize you, right?"
About ten minutes later, they reached the edge of a clearing that showed its' way to a very large home. Dropping her voice to a whisper, Emerson warned, "He'll have scouts out. He might already be asleep." She furrowed her brow. "To get in, we'll tell someone we're here to make a drop-off point for a Mngwa. You don't think he'll recognize you, right?"
"No they'll all definitely recognize me" Bones whispered back and chuckled slightly. "I brought Copper to one of his house parties about a century ago and stood back while she massacred all his guests. Then I stole his lady love, well she actually came willingly, and brought her back to my place" he said and looked back over at the house. "And sweetheart that's not even the worst thing I did to this guy" he said and pointed to one of the scouts. "I only just remember because of that dude over there. Ky's right hand man Torres" he said. "Was a friend of mine for a while, but then he had a falling out after I slept with and maybe maimed his girlfriend and he joined Kylist's rankings"
