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Spadez (or Kadyn) | 1237 comments Mod

These are the alleyways located in the Crime District. They are dark, damp and usually full of dangerous people and rabie filled rats, mostly. These alleyways aren't the best place to take a leisurely walk through, unless you want to be mugged or killed. Or at least, that's what others say. This is the Crime District, so if you're here, you're most likely capable of fighting off anyone that you need to.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
A lit cigarette hung loosely from the side of Sam's mouth, and from it rose a trail of smoke, ashes occasionally tumbling from the tip. In hand he held a bag of arms. Weapons of different kinds. Most of which were illegal but the government hardly ever took any action that might lead him to stop selling them. Besides, the government had no say here. There were no police to enforce the law. There was only cash. Cash that would exchange hands. Cash ruled this city. Money made these streets.

He stood against the brick wall, eyeing the damp pavement ahead of him and occasionally tapping his steel toed boots into the water just to watch the little ripples wave over the stone. Soon he'd found himself growing restless, whistling out an old tune idly.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Up ahead, at the mouth of the alleyway, passed a young woman. However it was hard to tell she was, in fact, a woman considering that she wore dark heavy jeans, brown boots, a black shirt under another shirt only this one was dark green and overall under a heavy dark grey hooded coat which came down to her knees in length. The hood was covering her head, hence her light pink hair was covered up as well. Though her pale blue eyes glowed from within the darkness. The only real splash of colour about her was a bright purple scarf.

It was cold today plus Kade never liked it when people saw her. It was too… Open. To revealing. Too trustworthy for her taste. Besides that she didn’t want any trouble. In her hand was a piece of paper. Oddly enough the words upon it were written in blood. It was the only way for her to see it of course. Suddenly Kade turned back, peeking down the alleyway. She saw a lone aura and paused for a moment, staring at it. Huh, human. Blinking, Kade moved along again to reveal only several moments later another similarly dressed figure was following her. The only difference being his shirt was dark grey and he had no over-shirt above it, only his coat. His height deemed him male, and he followed in such a way that they didn’t appear to be together.

message 4: by The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), noot noot (last edited Nov 04, 2016 10:11PM) (new)

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam wasn't a fool. He was a liar, occasionally a cheater, but he wasn't a fool. He'd hunted yokai his whole life. Hell, he'd hunted people in general his whole god damn life. He knew how they worked. He studied the figure and determined it was a female, though was immediately suspicious when he noticed the second figure trailing her. There was a click that echoed throughout the entire alley, his gun pointed seemingly at her. But in reality, it was pointed past her, towards the second figure, "You with him?" he asked. He had an accent, Boston. It was obvious and prominent in each syllable. His words were clear, careful, he didn't slur. "Cause if you ain't, I might have to kill em" he added, narrowing his eyes and stepping forward just slightly.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Kade stopped dead in her tracks. In an instant that night was flashing before her eyes. She had heard a click and turned; then, saw a gun pointed at her. Now, in that instant, looking back it had sounded like thunder roaring through the skies instead of just a little click. Kade’s heart picked up speed. Thanks to the man’s aura she could see the gun. It was an extension of him. However despite being able to see the gun, Kade’s aura vision wasn’t perfect. So her overall blindness made it seem as if it were pointed at her. Hell even if she weren’t blind, she was so caught up in her mind right now that she might have seen a gun pointed at her no matter what. Breathing hard, Kade wanted to run. They had used a gun to kill pops, eventually.

The second figure however, despite drowning in his mistress’s feelings, wasn’t as rooted to the pavement as she was. He stepped forward some, hands in the air. He gritted his teeth. Okay sure, technically this chick wasn’t his master but he needed a cover. He’d been following her for three weeks now, had nearly lost her five times too but he always found her. She might not like it but he was hers now. Yes… He was hers. “Mistress…?” He murmured softly, successfully pulling Kade from her thoughts. She blinked and turned. “Didn’t I tell you to piss off?” Actually she’d nearly bitten his snout off… In any case Jace pulled the hood off of his head and grinned at his mistress. “Now now mistress, temper temper.” Kade narrowed her eyes at him before turning back to… The gun. She only wanted to run! But it was only a human behind the stupid thing… But still, it would take time for her poison, in gas form, to reach him. But he’d done nothing wrong… Dammit why had it gone so wrong?!

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam blinked at her reaction, noticing how stiff she'd gotten. It was strange, almost as if she were afraid, but he didn't sense fear. He had a knack for sensing certain emotions. Anger, sadness. He was more sensitive to that kind of stuff than the average human. But the feeling he was getting from her was different. He wasn't sure what to call it. He stepped back when the other figure approached, gun slowly lowering.

"What are you her stalker?" He asked as he took a drag of his cigarette, letting it settle between his forefinger and ring finger, gun still in hand but now resting at his side loosely. He didn't think they were too threatening but he wasn't about to let his guard down.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
”Thank you jesus.” Kade took an audible breath of relief as soon as the gun lowered. She also seemed to sag in on herself a little bit, her height lessening as her shoulders drooped. Dammit. That had been close. Now that she could actually think, she realized how much she still needed to work on her emotions and reactions. She was fine when in a crowd, for the most part, but as soon as things got a little iffy, shit hit the fan. However Kade didn’t let it get her too down. It had taken years to get comfortable with a crowd. But she had, she’d done it.

Obviously this was a clear work in progress. Then again how would you feel, having your only father figure you’ve had your whole life, the one who’d saved you, brutally murdered before your very eyes before you yourself felt a blunt fucking blade slicing across your throat, barely missing cutting your vocal cords and leaving you mute on top of the blindness. Damn bastard had an absorbing ability. Sucked her sight right out of her before he’d passed her off so casually to one of his friends so he could have his turn with her. Damn fuckers. Dammit! There she went, getting lost in her head again. It always happened this way. Jace meanwhile narrowed his eyes.

“No Sir. I am her slave.” He told the other man confidently, his head raised, seemingly proud. At this however Kade turned her head sharply towards the man who had been stalking her for nearly a month now. She opened her mouth, about to say something but in the end just let the breath escape on a very real growl. She would have to beat him away from her in the end, she could see. But now was not the time nor the place. She had to get out of here before anything else happened. But, as Kade’s luck would have it, something did happen before she could get out of there. Another figure stepped into the alleyway. Jace, sensing his okami’s apprehension, bravely stepped forward, coming to stand in front of her. For her part Kade was confused as hell. What was he doing? She stared at his back, feeling a whirlwind of emotions at how quickly he’d placed himself between her and this new person entering the alley. Seemingly… Seemingly moving to protect her. ”What are you about?” She wondered.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam eyed the two of them skeptically, clearly more than a little bit weirded out by them. Emotions weren't something he had to deal with on a day to day basis. He didn't have family. He didn't have friends. He didn't even have a damn dog. He had nothing but his money, his guns, and his cigarettes. And that's all he needed. So seeing these two, strongly showing absurd emotions, it felt weird. It was strange even. He swallowed, shaking his head.

"No, you ain't her slave, the both of you are fuckin weirdos" he pointed out. He felt uneasy, like he should be holding his gun up still. But these couple of dildos weren't going to try any funny shit and he knew that for a fact.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
”Ah shit.” Well that wasn’t good. No one could find out about him. No one could know that he was a runaway slave. If they did then they’d take him back to that fucking whack job who’d bought him in the first place. You know Jace always got resold because of little things. Like his master had passed away or they’d grown bored or they only owned a slave for so long or they moved away, it was always little reasons, not because they disliked him or because he hadn’t worked hard. But Jace’s last master… He’d been off the moment Jace had laid eyes on him. He had to hand it to the man; he’d kept his depravity secret for three months before he’d nearly beat Jace to death before trying to rape him. If it hadn’t been for Jace’s empathy skyrocketing to the point where he’d been able to summon emotions within his attacker that rendered him a crying shaking mess, he’d have been sullied and maybe even dead.

Not that he wasn’t pure, I mean Jace had fooled around before but, technically speaking? You get what I’m saying. In any case, the point was Jace had to play this right or risk losing his freedom and his hide. But… The asshole just had to go and open his mouth. Surprisingly, and I mean Jace here, wasn’t so much insulted himself by being called a weirdo, however the fact that Kade was included in that remark set his blood boiling! Eyes narrowing Jace stepped forward. “Take it back you asshole!” Kade meanwhile was just stuck there, so totally lost and confused. This man had only approached her like, twice before. And both times she’d yelled at him and been rude and the second she’d almost taken his snout off but here he was, protecting her, defending her honour. Just where had he come from?! Suddenly though before the other man could retort, Jace stepped back again. Something about the fourth stranger in the alley was off… Maybe he was a client? I mean why else would Mr Rude Mouth be in an alley? Jace, clearly distracted now, kept shifting his eyes back and forth between Mr Rude and Mr Mysterious as Kade tried fighting her confusion.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam furrowed his eyebrows and held his gun close, growing more and more uncomfortable as the time went on. Man these guys were weird. And if they were still here when his costumer came, shit, there'd be problems. He didn't want his consumers thinking he hung out with a bunch of druggie yokai weirdos. He swallowed, "Yea, not happening. What the hell is with you two anyways? Skulkin around a god damn alleyway in the middle of the most dangerous district in the entire empire!" he growled, stepping forward once more to try and reclaim his pride.

"Look, I'm the one with the gun here, if she don't want you followin her around like some fuckin creep, then you best get the fuck out of here before I turn ya around and pop a cap up your ass" he warned. He wasn't one to start fights. But he was one to assert his dominance. He didn't care about the whole slavery thing either. He knew that yokai were about that life, but one thing that he was not, was, about that life. Because he was not about that life man.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Was this guy fucking serious? First of all, they weren’t ‘skulking’ around any alleyways. Second of all, they’d been minding their own gawddamn business. Third of all they were only here, having this fucked up conversation because this whack job had been the one to point a fucking gun at them! And fourth of all, what Jace and Kade where to each other was none of his fucking business to begin with! Gritting his teeth Jace opened his mouth, meaning to set this stupid punk straight but stopped when Kade, finally coming out of it, stepped forward and grabbed his arm. He looked back and saw her shake her head with just the slightest degree of movement. The look in her unseeing eyes also said that they would sort this out later. Whatever this was between them. Letting out a heavy breath, Jace turned back to the human and finally, just shook his head at him. He turned around, replacing his hood over his head before taking Kade’s arm, with a glare from her but no protest, before meaning to walk out of the alleyway.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam shot, expertly, with excellent precision. The bullet hit Jace's sleeve. It was a warning shot. "She don't wanna go with you. And I don't trust you with her enough to let you go." he said, glaring towards him. "So let her go, and let her make her choice by herself. You can't just force yourself on anyone, specially girls." he said, his voice stern, like a scolding father. He had a very mature air about him.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Jesus, this guy was dumb. While Kade let out a scream, Jace turned sharply on his heel while two dark cat ears popped out of his head and seven black tails with white tips appeared behind his back. His eyes were glowing blue as he lost his self control. Forcing his will onto the bastard of a human and making him feel like his granny just died. His favourite granny who tucked him in at night, baked him cookies and showed him neat shit. Kade meanwhile couldn’t believe this guy. Who the fuck did he think he was?! They didn’t even know each other’s names and here he was trying to ‘help’ her?! Well guess what?! He wasn’t helping! Turning around while still breathing hard, Kade’s eyes glowed bright golden amber from within the darkness of her hood. She was seconds away from letting her poison free. I mean hadn’t he seen that she had allowed this weirdo to take her arm?! It was between them! Not him!

But suddenly Kade saw something which made her scream, “Watch out!” Jace, one step ahead of Kade, was already moving. He shot forward, grabbed the human’s wrist, aiming the gun away while his other arm snaked around his waist. He swung the human around as if in a waltz just in time for Jace to get shot in the shoulder instead of the human getting shot in his back. Guess the fourth stranger was no customer after all. Swiftly moving his rough hands down the human’s wrist, hand and fingers, he swept away the gun, while in motion mind you so that when they were fully turned around, Jace had his gun and seemingly recklessly aiming said gun when he twisted his arm back, he fired, hitting the man square in the kneecap. The bloke screamed as he fell to the ground while Jace only dropped his hand with the gun in tow limply to his side and slumped against the human. “You’re welcome.” He breathed with a cute little chuckle as Kade, unable to take it anymore, lost control and shifted into a dazzling semi-large multicoloured wolf. Jace made no comment as he watched her tear the man limb from bloody limb.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod

Sam was confused to say the least. Everything had gone by so quickly. But he supposed yokai moved in a blur anyways, from what he'd seen. He had a lot of experience with yokai actually.

He narrowed his eyes, watching the girl tear the man apart with trembling hands. This was intense. He felt like he should just leave before this got worse, considering she could obviously protect herself, not to mention she was also an ungrateful brat. Given that he'd been protecting her to begin with. But fuck her. It didn't matter. And fuck him for thinking he could do any right by society. The only right he'd ever do is paid work, which was only morally justifiable a third of the time.

He was a paid killer. What made him think that anyone would actually want his help? Especially not some hot edgy teen that probably thought the whole world was against her. Fine. That was fine. This was fine. He backed up towards the exit, "I'm gonna go." he said stiffly.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Lost in the moment and in the hunt Kade was too busy mincing her victim to notice the human backing away. Jace on the other hand, calmer and not currently a feral ripping beast did. Half falling and half slumping without the human’s support Jace braced his arm against the wall to keep from toppling over. He chuckled at the man though, not seemingly pissed or shocked at his actions. Actions which were leaving, him that is, a bleeding and weak mess in a disgusting alleyway where it stank like piss and filth. Fuck was it a through and through or was the fucking bullet lodged in his shoulder or WHAT? Jace’s taunting rueful smile remained in place though as he lifted his gaze to the human’s. “Leaving so soon? What about your gun?” Jace lifted the weapon up, which he still held, and waved it tauntingly at the man. “Then again you are human. It is to be expected.”

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Sam furrowed his eyebrows in disgust at the other, folding his arms in a miserable attempt to seem unapproachable and salvage the little bits of pride he had left. This had turned sour far faster than he had intended. He didn't like the lack of control or understanding.

He stared at the weapon, narrowing his eyes, pulling at the handle of his duffle bag, "I've got a whole sack full of weapons, rat." he said simply. He didn't like yokai, he didn't willingly go out of his way to hurt them, but he didn't like them.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Now that made Jace laugh. In fact he spent the next several moments laughing his ass off before he forced himself to stop. The noise grating when compared to the sounds of bones being snapped in the background along with wet thuds from feet stepping into torn off meat and muscle and various tissues laying all over the ground. He was getting increasingly light-headed and feared passing out. Besides his ribs were aching a good deal too from all that amusement. He grinned at the human before saying “So I am a rat? What is that supposed to insult me or something? Frankly I’d be a rat any day because here we are… And yet you are the one running away. I’d truly hate to know what that makes you.” Snorting Jace shook his head before simply adding, “Here.” He already sounded breathless as he tossed the man’s gun back to him in a low throw, easily catchable even by a child.

The gun wasn’t his and he didn’t like keeping things that weren’t his and besides, as a yokai Jace had no need for it. Twisting his lips into an exceptionally taunting grin Jace then motioned with his hand, making a ‘shooing’ gesture before saying, “Go ahead, run along now, little girl.” Barking out a vicious laugh again Jace threw his body backward so that his back hit the wall before slowly sliding down, laughing all the way and leaving a trail of smeared blood against the brick. Once Jace was sitting on the ground, his back against the wall with his legs bent at the knee and pressed to his body he stopped laughing, having little energy left to waste it and his time with such trivial shit as laughing at a common coward. Whether the human was still there or not Jace didn’t know. Paler than usual Jace closed his eyes and leaned his head back, forcing himself to breathe and to remain conscious. It was only a fucking shoulder wound…

Why was he so badly affected? Then again Jace didn’t notice how bad he was bleeding from it either to realize the bullet had most likely hit a major vein or something similar. Kade on the other hand, her coat completely bloody and returning back to herself, surveyed the carnage she had dished out. Or surveyed what little she could see with her unseeing eyes and what little aura was left of the man she’d all but obliterated from the world. There was no trace left of the person she’d attacked besides a bashed in and disfigured head lying off in a corner with its last remaining eye bulging out of the socket. Otherwise entrails were the only other recognizable thing left, the rest of the remains just fractured or broken bones and mashed in soft tissue which you couldn’t tell if it had once been organs or muscle with it being just a pile of red and bloody over tenderized piece of slop. Blinking several times over Kade was a little shocked at herself to say the least but in the end she wasn’t all that surprised.

Frankly with how she had been feeling for the last few years, angry, frustrated and helpless and hopeless, she had expected that it would only be a matter of time before something set her off to commit such a violent attack and savage form of lashing out. Her inner wolf had demanded it, wanting retribution, wanting some form of peace considering it had been on edge near this whole time, pacing impatiently around within Kade’s mind and soul. That was another reason why she stayed away from others if she could help it, knowing what damage she could do at the slightest push of her very active and currently sensitive buttons. She’d feared hurting an innocent but in this case she was rather glad. Sure she wasn’t exactly proud that she’d killed some random stranger but she was thankful that it hadn’t exactly been an innocent stranger considering his last act alive had been to shoot another with a very loaded and working firearm in a probable attempt to steal from someone else. At least now her beast was somewhat satisfied.

With one last brief glance Kade turned her back on the person whose life she’d just taken, having made her peace with it, before trotting over to where Jace was sitting rather slumped against the wall. She was massive compared to him and compared to the human male even while standing at his full height. In fact Kade was even taller in comparison. But that was just Kade. Once upon a time she’d been born a runt but now she was far larger than the average okami female. Whining loudly Kade made as if to lick Jace’s cheek but stopped herself from doing so. She was too anxious still. She feared she’d poison him with her touch unintentionally so instead Kade huffed out air against Jace’s neck and bent her head low. This inability to touch Jace caused her to whine even more as she started pacing helplessly before eventually laying down, facing Jace with her ears pulled back against her head, her tail slumped. Jace, eyes still closed and head tilted back, smiled. “Don’t worry. It’ll take more than a stupid little bullet to kill me. Trust me, I know.” He chuckled briefly before starting to pant, his mind wandering back to his last master and the vicious beating he’d delivered which nearly killed him. The reason Jace, after years of being a slave, had finally made a run for it, escaping.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Samuel took a moment to process the other's words, the taunting and teasing, something not necessarily new to him. The yokai he was contracted to kill were especially vile and vulgar in their trash talk. So he didn't feel moved in the slightest by his words.

He did however, step back towards the exit once more, holding the gun close and eyeing the two of them. "Yea no I'm still going." he said simply towards the one who'd been taunting him. "Don't really care how much of a pussy you think I am, I've got better things to do than stand around here and risk my life for a couple of street rat yokai. Money to make. Honeys to take. Seeya" he said simply, throwing up this deuces in a last minute "Fuck this shit I'm out" gesture before turning and striding down the alleyway.

☯ DαякєηRнαℓ  ❛ ᶜʳᵒᵘᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ; ʰᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ᵗᶤᵗᵃᶰ ❜   (darkhearteternal)
Well, he sure was an interesting human. One which made Jace laugh all over again. “Oh my Homura just fucking go then and shut up while you’re at it.” Admittedly his voice got softer on the last part but he meant it nonetheless. Kade on the other hand wasn’t as ‘unbothered’ by this was Jace was. She lifted her head, whining as she turned her head to watch the human leave. I mean was he for fucking real?! This creepy stalker guy of hers had just saved his life and he was walking away?! Just like that?! Wasn’t he even going to say ‘thank you’ or at the very least ask if Jace was okay?! Wasn’t he going to call for help or take them to a healer?!

No… Guess not. Letting a feral but low menacing growl rip out from deep inside her throat Kade turned her attention back to Jace. Standing she sidled up to him before bending low, indicating with a jerk of her head for him to climb up. It was painful in more ways than one and very taxing but with his last dredges of energy Jace managed to shift his body on top of Kade’s one. Once he was on her back and secured enough, Kade took off with heavy paws which thudded against the ground. She flew past the human but not before she heavily dispelled her breath, through her nose, onto the human’s exposed hand. A little parting ‘gift’ if you will. About three to five hours of stomach poisoning which will leave the bastard with a fever and aching body and not to mention the best part, bathroom ridden while busy shitting and puking his lower bowels and intestines out. He deserved nothing less. And he better pray Jace didn't die or else this human scum would be joining him soon enough.

message 20: by Wʀɛռ (new)

Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya didn't normally walk home through the alleys, preferring somewhere lighter and more crowded over the sketchy areas off of the main streets. After all, bad things hide in the dark. Unfortunately, Katya was forced to take the alleyways by Jameson, an old buddy who Katya used to sell drugs with before she got out of the game. Jameson had been standing directly in her path, watching her, and Katya knew better than to confront Jameson head on.

Jameson was stronger than her, and as unfortunate as that was, Katya would just have to continue avoiding him until he gave up on getting revenge or getting her back in the game. She wasn't exactly sure what his motive for stalking her was, but Katya knew that either way it wasn't a good thing. For her at least.

Katya walked slowly through the alleyways, listening carefully for footsteps, praying to any god that would answer that Jameson didn't have the balls to follow her. She was betting on the fact that Jameson was more scared of demons themselves than dying. It was silent. Which was either a good thing or the worst kind of thing that could happen, Katya wouldn't know until she left the alleyways, alive or dead. She spared a glance over her shoulder to make sure there really wasn't anyone there and sighed in relief when she found herself alone in the alley.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Humans were his favorite. A teenage god struck down in his prime. But the eldest god still. Not the wisest by a longshot. He was invisible, floating behind her with an expression that read stoicism and yet still somehow emitted a sense of intrigue. Human nature had drove her into this alleyway, and he wondered if human nature would be the death of her. He could see several paths in which he'd chosen to follow her here. In which he'd struck her down. In all honesty, he hoped the man wouldn't. She was quite interesting, and he wished to converse with her.

But perhaps appearing to her floating in mid air, so close that she could probably smell the scent of ocean that lingered on him, and the wild flowers that decorated his shrines, wasn't the best idea. Though it would make for an exceptional prank... or maybe just a good way of getting himself stabbed. Spooking a scorned woman was definitely on his list of things he should never do. So he let his feet hit the ground, and he appeared before her, behind her by several feet.

His eyes were black like a starless night, his skin as pale as a porcelain doll, and his features while capturing a sense of pride and wealth still looked boyish and young. He hadn't changed much since that awful day on the altar. Physically at least. Psychologically he was a different person, changed and morphed into something else due to the horrible glimpses of time he witnessed with his thousands of years in The Void. "It is rather dangerous to walk the alleyways of the most notorious district in Kuro alone, is it not, my dear Katya?" he asked.

message 22: by Wʀɛռ (new)

Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya shrieked and jumped out of her skin, whipping back around to see someone standing in her path. "What the actual FUCK?" Katya shouted taking several steps away from the stranger and willing her heart to not beat so fast. It was too dark for her to make out all of the stranger's features, but it was definitely a man with dark hair and what seemed to be permanent frown lines.

Actually on second thought, the stranger seemed a little younger than she was and the frown lines were probably more of an aura thing considering she couldn't actually see his face all that well. "What's wrong with you, sneaking up on a girl in a dark alley? And how do you know my name?" As always, Katya was impatient and had little time to beat around the bush. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and Katya had the urge to shiver. This guy was not normal, in fact Katya doubted he was human, which wasn't uncommon in the crime district, but never was a good thing in the dark.

At the same time, Katya figured this guy could have killed her already if he planned to, so she relaxed her stance a bit, already knowing she didn't stand a chance in hell anyway if the guy was looking for a fight. Katya was more one for blind optimism anyway. It hadn't killed her yet, so why not trust her gut?

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"I am... Someone with your best interests in mind." he said simply, not wanting to reveal his name. He never did. Hell, his real name wasn't even Blaine. He just liked the sound of it. It was Valak. An ancient name lost to society but not forgotten by time.

He could tell she was analyzing him, and he hoped that his dreary appearance didn't put her off too much, as it had a tendency to do with others. He slowly moved his arms back, clasping his hands behind him and starting a slow pacing, circling her at first, but stopping directly in front of her and reaching in to brush some her out of her face.

"What a sad hand fate has dealt you. A sister missing, years of adolescence spent at the bottom of the barrel, scrounging around and selling narcotics on the street. Childhood really is a fleeting thing, isn't it?" he said calmly.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya adjusted her stance again, standing up straight and staring the stranger down as he brushed something out of her face. Not that Katya could tell anything had been there in the first place, she lived in filth like the rest of the crime district, only having extra cash normal people didn't from her past of selling drugs. Not that anybody but Jameson knew that until this guy came along. She probably needed to learn where he got his information because in this part of town, people knowing you have money is guaranteed to get you robbed.

She was fairly confident he wasn't going to try to hurt her, but the fact is, Katya doesn't like anybody knowing that much about her life. "All you're proving is that you've done you're homework learning about me. Why?" What was this guy's game? If he knew this much about her, Katya should have seen him around before, unless his information gathering had something to do with the fact that it was so painfully obvious he wasn't human. The only thing was, most demons didn't care for humans or their affairs. Katya's only experience with demons was her missing sister, which could potentially lead demons to her, but Katya highly doubted that. Then again, Katya couldn't think of anything else that could possibly give off such an ominous aura to the point even a human could sense it. "Are you a Yokai?" Katya asked hesitantly.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He let out a quiet chuckle at her question, noting how hesitant she was. She was such a frail, tiny thing. Humans had a way of entrancing him with his weak they were. But they still managed to triumph over all, which was curious and admirable in his eyes.

"You could say that." he said calmly. "Or you could just say I'm someone who happens to take interest in you. You should be flattered Katya, there are only eight others that have caught my eye in the past.. four thousand years... But I know your type. Hesitant, apprehensive, skeptical." he teleported, leaving gentle whisps of a black, burnt paper like substance as he did so. Before it could float to the ground, he was already leaning up against the wall beside her, a faint smile painting his lips.

"Before the Great Burning, before the wars
A time of nothing, but hills and shores
The smoke of cities, and fields of rye
No eyes or voices beyond the sky
Believers roamed from town to town
They spied every baby born, up and down
Scouring the land for a child to use
And ponderous, esoteric clues
A crumbling black city, an outcast found,
Father a monster, mother under the ground
A beggar, a mongrel, a boy with no shoes
He fell to their hands to cage and abuse... Ring a bell?" he asked. It was a child's rhyme. The poverty stricken children in the slums sang it happily each morning as they did their daily chores. It was about him. The Outsider, as the humans called him. To the yokai, he was Homura. But humans were... complicated. To them he was something akin to the devil.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya's eyes widened when the stranger disappeared, only to reappear beside her, causing her to jump. She wasn't necessarily afraid, but she was still a little skittish around the stranger. Somehow he was equally reassuring and unnerving which only just put her on edge. He still wasn't being very straightforward with his answers, trying to get Katya to connect the dots so he wouldn't have to spell it out for her, but it was almost too unreal for her to believe without blatant obviousness.

Katya gasped when she recognized the children's song. He couldn't be, no that's just downright impossible. The Outsider wasn't real, just a story parents tell their children, like the boogeyman for a world where the boogeyman does exist in numbers. But the proof was staring her right in the face, The Outsider was here, standing next to her. For a moment Katya was terrified, but she knew already that that the stranger wasn't going to hurt her, so why would it be any different now that she knew his identity? She composed herself before speaking again.

"What do you want from me?" He wouldn't go through all this trouble just to show off if he didn't want anything. Even if it was just amusement on his part, Katya knew that people with power didn't give people like her the time of day unless they wanted something.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
"Nothing" he said simply, "I just want to change your fate. Because at this rate, you'll die in the hole you dug yourself in. But wouldn't it be so much better if you could triumph over those who oppress you? Bury them beneath you in a see of blood and justice?" he asked, leaning forward slightly to eye her expression a bit better.

"Or perhaps you'd do better? Save those who are in need, just as you are? Serve out non lethal justice like cheap cigars" he pondered over the possibilities with a small smirk. He always loved tempting fate.

"Or maybe you'd do absolutely nothing at all" he shrugged, teleporting once more to her other side and furrowing his eyebrows, "But regardless of how you interpret my presence, I am here to give you a gift. Do you accept?" he asked.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya opened her mouth to tell The Outsider where he could shove his gift for assuming that she couldn't handle herself just fine as she was, but then she paused. As much as the spite filled Katya wanted him to be wrong, he was completely right. Jameson and his cronies got closer to finding out where she lived every day, the longer her sister was missing, the more likely it was that she was dead, and everyone around her that she cares about is slowly starving to death in a city that doesn't give out rewards to those who only have the courage to survive. It was a nightmare and The Outsider was offering her a way out, but at what cost?

Obviously The Outsider wasn't perfect, he didn't even see the irony in saying he wanted nothing from Katya, when he obviously wanted something. What would the gift be? How could it be powerful enough for her to do all of those things? Despite her hesitancy, Katya found the answer to be obvious.

"Yes." Katya replied, completely confident in her answer. She was who she was because of her sister, and Katya would give anything for the power to give others the same opportunity she had because of her sister, consequences be damned. "Yes I accept."

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He tapped his fingers against the wall idly, waiting for her to reply. She sure did think a lot. He admired that. But he found her impulsive decision equally as admirable. She truly was a blind optimist, wasn't she? Though it wasn't like he'd double cross her. Unlike the way society had painted him, The Outsider was a perfectly logical being who didn't look to directly harm even those that opposed him.

He only did things at out of morbid curiosity. His curiosity was insatiable actually. It didn't help that she was around his age, or at least... how old he used to be. He held a soft spot in his heart for the younger humans. He didn't say anything at first, the burning manifested from her left hand, a symbol glowing there before soothing into her skin like a tattoo of sorts.


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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments He stared at Katya for a beat and she wondered what he was going to give her. "Ow! Fuck!" Katya swore when she suddenly felt as though she just stuck her hand in hot oil. It only lasted for a few seconds and what was left on her left hand was a tattooed mark that looked kind of like a cross between an eye and a sexton. She felt lighter too, not in a sense of weight, but as though she finally had a void to compare the lightness inside herself to. The contrast between herself and the mark only made the light more obvious.

Which was entirely ridiculous because the only light Katya could see was coming from the main street at the end of the alley behind her.

"What is it? What does it do?" Katya looked up at The Outsider with almost giddy curiosity. She could feel a power that she didn't have as a normal human, but with no knowledge of what it was or how to control it, she could only ask questions and beg for answers. She wanted to learn more about The Outsider as well, he was a fairy tale legend to humans, but it seemed rather obtrusive to ask, not that he seemed to mind learning every bit of a stranger's life just because.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He stepped forward and grabbed her hand, pulling her forward, almost flush against his chest, and considering he was fairly taller than her, he could look down at her as well. Jeez, no wonder Takuro fell in love with him, he was a total unintentional flirt.

He turned her in a spin, a lot like a ballet move or something frilly like that, "Imagine it as a dance" he spoke blankly, "It's best to consider the Void as not a realm, but a state of being. A dance. Effortless yet methodical. The Void becomes you. And now you have access to the most powerful source of magic the universe has ever been provided with." he eyed her carefully, letting go but teleporting behind her just in time to catch her on his chest.

He was sturdy, and the solidity of his torso hinted at how fit he was. "You see that light there. The way it penetrates the darkness in whispy coils. Imagine standing under it. Imagine it warming you with soothing rays. Imagine and it will be. Think it and so it is" he explained cryptically.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya felt dizzy, and it wasn't because of the spinning. Was he flirting with her? She tried to listen to everything he was saying, although this time Katya was certain her inability to understand wasn't just because of his cryptic language. She wasn't much of a dancer, her sister was always so much better at it, far more graceful than Katya could ever be. Her sister was actually a lot better at everything. Except for catching the curiosity of all powerful beings apparently.

"The Void." She repeated in a whisper, spinning lightly on her feet before falling into The Outsider's chest, her hands pressed lightly into his torso. Genevieve would have blushed. His explanation of how to use the power was even less helpful, but somehow it made sense. Katya could already see the light he was talking about, feel it even, metaphorically of course, but not entirely. It was a cosmic dichotomy that Katya's mind was barely comprehending.

Katya looked up at The Outsider, curious, then past him up at the clouds that always seemed to cover the district. It looked like rain. "What's your name?" She asked suddenly. It seemed rude to thank an alias rather than the person himself.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He seemed a bit surprised by her question. No one ever mustered up the courage to ask him questions about himself. Which wasn't hard to imagine, considering he was something to be feared, a force to be reckoned with. He tilted his head faintly, "You may call me Blaine." he said simply. But that couldn't be it. It was far too modern.

"Now" he grabbed her left hand and held it out towards the light at the end of the alley, the mark in full sight. Though there was something curling around his wrist that was only slightly revealed by his movements, a tattoo perhaps, and both of his hands were adorned in silver rings with strange symbols. Standing behind her, he placed his hand on her right shoulder before leaning down, "Imagine you're standing there. It isn't difficult. The void will adjust to you in due time. And soon it will be like the flutter of a bird's wings. Like a gust of wind. Effortless, thoughtless. Focus." he whispered into her ear, eyeing her closely.

He stepped back, letting go of her hand but letting his own trail up her arm until he was no longer near, only observing, spectating from several feet away, his own arms folded.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "Blaine?" Katya asked. It was almost a laughably fake name and her eyes twinkled at the idea of a challenge. Little did 'Blaine' know, Katya was very persistent when she found the time to be. She made no comment though, figuring he could understand the meaning of her smirk just fine on his own. Instead she focused on the lesson. Or at least it felt like a lesson, Katya didn't spend enough time in school to actually know what real lessons felt like. Her father always said that lessons are painful, but he didn't go to school either. Katya didn't think he was talking about school like she did when she was younger though.

With her left arm stretched out, Katya felt kind of ridiculous, like one of the superheroes in tights in one of the comics the kids next door to her read. She could feel Blaine's breath on her ear and she resisted the urge to shiver. It definitely wasn't fear. Katya had half a mind to flirt right back, but she had shit to do, empires to crumble and whatnot.

It wasn't actually that hard once Katya was able to focus on herself instead of the damn trailing hands of Blaine. He needed to take a chill pill, acting like a horny teenager wasn't helping anyone. Not that Katya minded, the only boy to ever express any sort of attraction to her recently was currently seven years old and convinced that Katya invented spring rolls. It was cute, but not very substantial.

The teleporting part was the easiest part of the whole thing. One second she was standing in the dark, and the next, she was standing at the end of the alley peering at the main street. "That was not what I was expecting." Katya said and promptly threw up everything she had eaten earlier that day. "Cute." She muttered at herself sarcastically.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He leaned against the lamp post and eyed her blankly. "... You'll get better as time passes" he explained, tilting his head. He wasn't necessarily appreciative of her mocking smirk beforehand and considering he was a god, he was quite entitled.

"You fair well though. I'm surprised you did that so smoothly. Most only make it half way, some even go into a coma. The Void is a merciless plain. Cradles songs of comfort and bones gnawed by teeth. Empty of life, pivotal moments of history suspended in a crumbling nothingness. If you'd like, you could even visit it. Given enough effort." he explained.

Though there was so much more to it than that. She would find that people around her would be more prone to falling ill. That plants would decay in her presence. There would be a cold chill accompanying her arrival. The Void had a way of slithering into people's lives despite where it was.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "Sounds like a lovely place this time of year." Katya replied with a little more bite than she meant, wincing at her own harshness. She wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve and made a face at the taste in her mouth. Despite it all, Katya was ready for round two. "How far can I go with this?" She asked, before raising her arm and pointing in the direction of a nearby roof. Before Blaine could even have the chance to reply to her question, not that he'd give her a straight answer anyways, she disappeared like a shadow.

Katya didn't get very far. She reappeared in the air next to the building twenty or so feet above the ground. She barely had the time to think the words I have made a mistake before she began plummeting towards the ground.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
And fall she did, plummeting even past the city streets, down into a world of black fog and icy cold. But he caught her wrist, and he set her down on one of the many rocky platforms. It looked obsidian even. "You should really think before you act. It might prove useful to use your brain, every once in a great while" he said calmly. It was sarcasm. But his voice was so flat it was hard to tell sometimes.

He stepped up the platform and teleported up ontop of one that was just slightly higher than hers. The world around them was completely different. It was powerful, energy emitting from every corner that surrounded her. She could kill him here. If she so wished. But she didn't know that. "This is The Void." he said monotonously.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKHiO... << The first few minutes of this video showcase the void, and also the outsider's voice too, it's pretty grand >>

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya grinned sheepishly and resisted the urge to duck her head in embarrassment. "Thanks I- wait. Was that sarcasm I just detected? The world must be ending. I feel faint." She swooned dramatically and fell into Blaine with as much obviousness as she could muster. He was still incredibly serious and Katya found herself faced with a second challenge.

"Wait, The Void?" She stopped being silly and stood up straight, finally taking in her surroundings. There was a lot of power surrounding them, but Katya just couldn't quite figure out how to grasp at it. Probably for the best.

There was darkness everywhere and Katya felt tingling in her very bones like it was a place meant for so much more. It took her breath away for a moment and when she finally became aware of her own body again, she turned back towards Blaine. "I think my vacation hypothesis was a little wrong." Katya glanced around the void again. "This seems like the off season, maybe we should come back in the spring?"

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The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
".... Ha." he said in retort, raising an eyebrow. And for a moment there was a hint of realism. Two young humans being snappy and sarcastic. But that all changed when he turned his gaze and teleported away, keeping his distance, as he was so used to doing.

"This is where your power originates. As you've likely realized already. It is the nothing, and the everything. My refuge. My hell." he explained as he pulled his knees to his chest in a way that made him look a lot more vulnerable than he would have intended.

"You will no longer dream. Instead, you will come here. Your sub conscious belongs here, belongs to the void. It owns you. Just as it owns me." he added.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "Well that's... morbid." Katya replied, beginning to see the consequences of accepting the mark. Obviously she didn't read the terms and conditions when signing up, so she would just have to get with the program now that she already accepted it. Not that there was actually anything that could have scared Katya enough to keep her from taking the mark.

She took a couple steps closer to The Outsider, it didn't seem appropriate to refer to him by a fake name here, but didn't entirely close the distance between them before sitting down two or three feet away. Close enough to not feel alone, but far enough to give him the space he obviously wanted. It was another challenge, but his solitude left an aching feeling in Katya's heart rather than leaving her sparking with desire over a challenge. She was pretty sure he felt that he deserved to be lonely, and that, Katya felt, made him more human than he could ever care to realize.

"Good. I never thought I'd be rid of the dreams about my sister." Katya said, completely serious even though her tone was anything but. She said it playfully, like she was talking about a nightmare where she saw her grandparents doing the do, hilarious, but not quite the demon eating her sister's entrails from her living body.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
"You use sarcasm and humor as a natural defense mechanism against your own bubbling emotions. Most humans do. Many don't realize they do it. It is ironically amusing to watch humans squirm about, complaining about the world and its cruelties when the majority of their pain is self inflicted anyways. It is society that really becomes the demise of humans. The standards, the boundaries, taboos and regimes." he eyed her, folding his arms as to create just a bit more distance. Never grow close.

"And justice? I feel as though it is humanity's greatest facade. Afterall, justice is just a flurry of principles made by those with power to suit themselves..." he stopped his ranting. Sometimes it was hard to contain himself. No matter how stoic he was, he was giddy. He liked conversing with people. He'd never been a social butterfly in his human life but after spending four thousand years alone, drifting through a never ending abyss... well his opinions reworked themselves.

Essentially, he had so much knowledge. So many views and perspectives. And all of them were just floating in his mind, untapped potential, years of information just waiting to be shared. But he had to keep himself composed, and not share his secrets like an excited school girl. It wasn't like she was a friend. No one was a friend to The Outsider.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "Wow. You must be so much fun at parties." Katya said dully, but she was grinning at him all the same. "You seem like a wealth of useless knowledge and the type of person to have opinions on all of it." She scooted a couple inches closer to him, hoping that by getting him to talk she'll be able to get him to forget how close she is getting to him, both physically and emotionally.

"Where do morals stand in you view of justice? How would the weak survive if justice did not exist to continue their survival? Even people without power deserve a fair chance in the world and what you're proposing suggests that they would have all been wiped out years ago." She liked it when he talked. Katya found him more relatable, more expressive, more alive even.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He didn't quite notice her coming closer as he furrowed his eyebrows and thought for a moment, tilting his head. "I have no views on justice. You will do what you will do, it is the nature of man to feel the need for vengeance once they've been wrongly done." he nodded slowly, "It is in your nature to be chaotic, to demand retribution. The world could survive without justice. Without lines of rules written on paper. Without contracts and business agreements and laws. And who's to say they haven't been wiped out already?" he asked.

He teleported down onto the platform once more and stepped forward, as if he were going to jump off, but he stopped at the edge, staring down into the void. "Once upon a time, a thousand years ago, before the rise of industry, before the natural philosophy, before the yokai were driven from their homes by the nasty instinctive domination of man, there was a civilization of people that spoke a language that was buried with them. Their culture is hidden under the rubble of the slums. And sometimes remnants of a time long ago bubble up over the surface of the waters in the flooded districts... They carved symbols into whale bones, and occasionally children find those curious little charms washed up on the sea shore." he turned to her, tilting his chin up before teleporting back to his spot, in the same position he'd been in before.

"I've seen empires crumble beneath the feet of corrupt rulers. I've seen acts of the harshest cruelties, but curiously... I've also seen acts of the kindest mercies. Humans are little anomalies, existing on a tiny speck in space. Each with their own personal agenda, each with their own individual aspirations. It's quite fascinating." he added.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments The edge of Katya's mouth quirked up in a smile. Fascinating he calls humans. Like legends about him haven't stayed around in human culture for thousands for years because humans found his ominous power fascinating. She also found his interest in humans to be quite endearing, after all, humans were the scum of the earth, it was hard for them to be likeable.

"You're adorable." Katya blurted out only to realize immediately what she said. "Wait, I mean, it's just, I'm an optimist about a majority of things, but even I don't see humanity like that, you know? It's like, you know, something, I just," Katya sighed and dropped her face into her hands, "Nevermind I give up." And what a social save that was. Katya managed to stutter out coherent sentences, but her mortification and Blaine's likely recoiling weren't going to just disappear like her ability to think before she speaks.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
He didn't seem phased by her lack of words. Most people were speechless upon first meeting in general and he was honestly surprised she'd lasted so long, speaking with a god, a literal fairy tale. He was surprised by her compliment though, the word adorable was foreign to him and not many ever even dared compliment him anyways. It was nice. She was nice. Sweet. He wasn't necessarily attracted to her, but he found a sense of comfort in being around her. Perhaps it was how relatable she was? Or maybe it was the fact that regardless of his inhuman perception, he still felt human emotions like loneliness and sorrow.

"Give up on what exactly?" he asked, tilting his head in curiosity. "You speak as though I'd judge you. I've watched millions of humans go about their awkward little lives. A bit of incoherent stuttering wont deter me." he added.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "Oh my god you are so insufferable, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were teasing me, but you really are this dense." Katya laughed, suddenly feeling like a weight has come off her chest. She had been so freaked out by his flirting, she never even realized it was completely unintentional. "What would it take to make you as mortified as I feel? You have to have some awkward emotions in there somewhere, you said it yourself, you feel fascination and that only hints at the presence of other emotions."

Now this was a challenge Katya didn't have to be strategic with like trying to get Blaine to admit his real name, no, in order to find out his wide spectrum of emotions, Katya was going to be as insufferable as she could imagine, and if Blaine had been telling the truth about the whole dream thing, then Katya had nothing but time.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
At that, Blaine looked absolutely mortified, for several seconds in fact. The thought of addressing his own awkwardness, the clumsy sixteen year old he'd been when he became The Outsider, hopelessly in love with a man who obviously hated him then.. Oh it was abhorrent. Emotions? What were those? He didn't have those. He went blank again, looking away, "I don't believe I could ever feel particularly mortified. As a being of unbiased indifference, it's not something I'm capable of feeling" which was completely wrong.

He could recall nights spent with Takuro, even after sleeping with him countless times, it still felt awkward to hold him there. He didn't think he deserved someone so ruthlessly loyal. So many emotions had passed through him then. And they still did when he thought about his significant other. Though he was beginning to regret acting so closely towards Katya. Perhaps he had made her uncomfortable? It wasn't his intent. He thought it'd coax her into the Void easier.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments Katya stuck her hand in Blaine's face. "See this? This is Mr. Gnome the 'G' is not silent, and Mr. Gnome senses you're a bit of a dirty fucking liar." She pouted at Blaine and flicked his forehead. "Nut up or shut up my friend. You make teen girls seem emotionally void, you may have everyone else fooled, but I see through your weirdly antisocial exterior. So don't make me get up in your space and make you uncomfortable myself, because I am uniquely qualified for the job of throwing people off of their game."

Katya was smiling, but there was a determined look in her eyes because she wasn't going to let Blaine be a depressing party pooper if she was stuck with him and the void instead of having dreams when she slept like a normal person. She just wasn't in the habit of being bored.

The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 2076 comments Mod
Blaine stared at her in absolute shock. No one EVER spoke to him like that. Takuro didn't even speak to him like that. And she had the audacity to flick him and tease him like a little kid (which he totally was but like, we don't talk about that). He was beyond mortified, and even a little embarrassed about not being nearly as unapproachable as he wanted to be. Hell, he even pushed up his collar to make himself look cooler and abstract, like some shitty hipster that expresses his emotions through poetry or something.

which he totally didn't do, what?

fucking edge lord.

He wasn't sure exactly what she was implying here. He was too busy being completely surprised. "What is it exactly that you want me to do?" he asked monotonously.

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Wʀɛռ (Cactus_Wren) | 87 comments "The whole point is that you're supposed to share your feelings because I'm annoyed that you keep being completely accurate in everything you say about me. I need a handicap if I'm gonna keep up with your annoyingly intuitive anecdotes about my life or whatever." Katya replied immediately. It really shouldn't be this hard to get a god to talk about himslef, aren't they supposed to be like prideful or something? Katya didn't know.

"Like come on, you have thousands of years of material to work with, can't I at least know something about you, and I mean you, not the void or the whole persona," Katya paused and made dramatic gestures in his direction, "that isn't your fake ass name. Like, Blaine? Really? It screams more hot topic than millennium old god."

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