The Boundless
"Why not both?" Enraku gave a shrug. "Also, on the petition thing, i'll need to know which government as well as a phone number, given the last time I met with government agents personally, they attempted to kill me. Not that they got far, but still."
Waelin still silently sat at the little round table, listening to the two as her eyes danced around the room on occasion. They had learned to be patient in the last week. It's what allowed them to escape in the first place. This was nothing, but soon, they wanted answers. Elaboration. Her mind could only theorize so much with what little they were given.
The Demon Slayers Club (IC)
02/06/2020, 04:46 PM #61
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
02/06/2020, 05:18 PM #62
Ortus City Suburbs
She instinctively inched away from the young man she ran into. She knew he was only trying to help, but the past hundred experience she had with a man was less than favorable at best, traumatizing at worst. Or were they? The girl tried to reach her arm into the swirling chaos that was her mind, but the only thing she could grasp were the dull jolts of carnal pleasure, then the numb void afterwards.
The young man insisted his offer of aid as he lightly grabbed her arm to hoist her up. She obeyed, letting his force elevate her. He looked about the same age as her, with fair skin and a surprisingly nostalgic pair of golden iris that scanned her wound with worrisome expression.
"I..." The girl spoke out, her voice somewhat husky yet breathy at the same time. Perhaps her vocal cords were injured as well. "I'm sorry... to have bothered you. I must be off."
She instinctively inched away from the young man she ran into. She knew he was only trying to help, but the past hundred experience she had with a man was less than favorable at best, traumatizing at worst. Or were they? The girl tried to reach her arm into the swirling chaos that was her mind, but the only thing she could grasp were the dull jolts of carnal pleasure, then the numb void afterwards.
The young man insisted his offer of aid as he lightly grabbed her arm to hoist her up. She obeyed, letting his force elevate her. He looked about the same age as her, with fair skin and a surprisingly nostalgic pair of golden iris that scanned her wound with worrisome expression.
"I..." The girl spoke out, her voice somewhat husky yet breathy at the same time. Perhaps her vocal cords were injured as well. "I'm sorry... to have bothered you. I must be off."
02/07/2020, 05:56 PM #63
The Boundless
"I'll give you the proper contact info. It's a small branch of US government that classifies demons. Don't know it's surprising or not, but I'll give you the proper info of contact. Hopefully they learned their lesson won't try to kill you again." He said, giving another annoyed sigh. His mind still a little stuck on the conversation he had with this Miranda person.
"They're just Hell Hounds... she can handle a pack of hell hounds. She's done it before, she can do it again. Though I fucking I hope she keeps the collateral damage to a minimum this time..." Spoke Lance in a whisper, not directed at anyone in particular, but still loud enough for someone to hear if they were close to him.
Ortus City Suburbs
The young man just looked at her like she was absolutely crazy. "And what? Leave you to bleed out in this fucking weather? Yeah, no. Not doing that at all." He said as he was thinking about calling emergency medical services, but when he reached into his pocket and found nothing was when he remembered.
"Fuck I left my phone to charge at home before I left." He thought as he then paused for a moment to think about something. The only thing he can think of at the moment was that he'd have to take her back home and treat her wounds before calling an ambulance. "God I hope they're asleep now..." He said, really not wanting his mom or especially his sister to be awake when he gets home with a naked and injured woman home. With that he took her by the arm and began basically dragging her towards his house. "You're coming with me. We need to get you out of this rain first!"
"I'll give you the proper contact info. It's a small branch of US government that classifies demons. Don't know it's surprising or not, but I'll give you the proper info of contact. Hopefully they learned their lesson won't try to kill you again." He said, giving another annoyed sigh. His mind still a little stuck on the conversation he had with this Miranda person.
"They're just Hell Hounds... she can handle a pack of hell hounds. She's done it before, she can do it again. Though I fucking I hope she keeps the collateral damage to a minimum this time..." Spoke Lance in a whisper, not directed at anyone in particular, but still loud enough for someone to hear if they were close to him.
Ortus City Suburbs
The young man just looked at her like she was absolutely crazy. "And what? Leave you to bleed out in this fucking weather? Yeah, no. Not doing that at all." He said as he was thinking about calling emergency medical services, but when he reached into his pocket and found nothing was when he remembered.
"Fuck I left my phone to charge at home before I left." He thought as he then paused for a moment to think about something. The only thing he can think of at the moment was that he'd have to take her back home and treat her wounds before calling an ambulance. "God I hope they're asleep now..." He said, really not wanting his mom or especially his sister to be awake when he gets home with a naked and injured woman home. With that he took her by the arm and began basically dragging her towards his house. "You're coming with me. We need to get you out of this rain first!"
02/07/2020, 09:46 PM #64
Ortus City Suburbs
"N- no. It's okay. I have to be somewhere..." The girl fidgeted as she felt his hand grasp her arm, the tingling sensation of her nerve cells oddly different. Her feet hastened to keep up with the pace of the man as she was dragged through the alleyway. She should be resisting, but the rain was cold, the wound was a huge discomfort, and truth be told the boy in front her didn't seem malicious, unlike most of the patrons she had to serve. And besides, as the boy took her through the streets, the girl noticed that he was going in the same direction as the destination vaguely reminiscent in her mind...
"N- no. It's okay. I have to be somewhere..." The girl fidgeted as she felt his hand grasp her arm, the tingling sensation of her nerve cells oddly different. Her feet hastened to keep up with the pace of the man as she was dragged through the alleyway. She should be resisting, but the rain was cold, the wound was a huge discomfort, and truth be told the boy in front her didn't seem malicious, unlike most of the patrons she had to serve. And besides, as the boy took her through the streets, the girl noticed that he was going in the same direction as the destination vaguely reminiscent in her mind...
02/08/2020, 04:48 AM #65
The Boundless
Waelin's fingers twiddled atop their legs before they looked to Lance.
"I don't hope i'm interrupting, but I was wondering if I could ask a little more about the mess I've somehow wound up in." Waelin asked, voice calm, if still slightly shaky. "Since i'm still completely out of my depth and wish to know which circle of hell i've landed in."
Waelin's fingers twiddled atop their legs before they looked to Lance.
"I don't hope i'm interrupting, but I was wondering if I could ask a little more about the mess I've somehow wound up in." Waelin asked, voice calm, if still slightly shaky. "Since i'm still completely out of my depth and wish to know which circle of hell i've landed in."
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
02/09/2020, 05:57 AM #66
The Boundless
Lance turned to Waelin with a look of... odd surprise. Primarily from the fact that he never fully explained what this world is really like, How even after the shit she said she'd been through, that there's still some things she does not seem to know, and how he got caught up in his own stuff to explain. Realizing that now he has to explain... a lot of shit to her, he took a deep breath.
"Well this is... going to be a tad long, but let's just say that... as you may have already know. Demons are real. Or at least that's what we refer to those monsters, and many more things out there as demons. You're already aware that they can be quite nasty and shit, but that really is the tip of the iceberg. As I mentioned before, there's a lot of different types of 'demons' out there. Some can be relatively harmless unless provoked, but others... like those Granglers, and Hell Hounds are very dangerous. Even then, they are just a few types of demons. Some are a lot like wild animals in how they behave, others though? Not so much. These demons come in all shapes, sizes, colors. Some with odd abilities, also known as magic." He said, looking at Enraku,
"Some of them are more powerful than they seem at first glance. Some demons can even shapeshift, blending into society as anything ranging from inanimate objects to people."
Lance turned to Waelin with a look of... odd surprise. Primarily from the fact that he never fully explained what this world is really like, How even after the shit she said she'd been through, that there's still some things she does not seem to know, and how he got caught up in his own stuff to explain. Realizing that now he has to explain... a lot of shit to her, he took a deep breath.
"Well this is... going to be a tad long, but let's just say that... as you may have already know. Demons are real. Or at least that's what we refer to those monsters, and many more things out there as demons. You're already aware that they can be quite nasty and shit, but that really is the tip of the iceberg. As I mentioned before, there's a lot of different types of 'demons' out there. Some can be relatively harmless unless provoked, but others... like those Granglers, and Hell Hounds are very dangerous. Even then, they are just a few types of demons. Some are a lot like wild animals in how they behave, others though? Not so much. These demons come in all shapes, sizes, colors. Some with odd abilities, also known as magic." He said, looking at Enraku,
"Some of them are more powerful than they seem at first glance. Some demons can even shapeshift, blending into society as anything ranging from inanimate objects to people."
02/09/2020, 11:44 PM #67
The Boundless
"Actual, biblical demons?" Waelin seemed a little incredulous at the notion, even with their experiences. "What, is the Rapture coming up soon?"
Enraku chuckled lowly, catching her attention. "No, no. They are the inspiration for such things, but what you know as the Bible is primarily fiction. Demonkind is quite different, it is not just some race of red-skinned devils in service to some fallen angel. No. They are a highly deceitful, manipulative race who enjoys conflict in all forms. They come in every shape, every size. Some as small as a flea, others akin to mountains. And for the most part, they desire an end to your race. Wholly and utterly."
"That's completely and utterly wonderful." Waelin spoke with enough sarcasm to sink a large ship. "And considering what i've seen, i'll take it we're screwed and should probably be planning for a planet-sized cemetery."
"Actual, biblical demons?" Waelin seemed a little incredulous at the notion, even with their experiences. "What, is the Rapture coming up soon?"
Enraku chuckled lowly, catching her attention. "No, no. They are the inspiration for such things, but what you know as the Bible is primarily fiction. Demonkind is quite different, it is not just some race of red-skinned devils in service to some fallen angel. No. They are a highly deceitful, manipulative race who enjoys conflict in all forms. They come in every shape, every size. Some as small as a flea, others akin to mountains. And for the most part, they desire an end to your race. Wholly and utterly."
"That's completely and utterly wonderful." Waelin spoke with enough sarcasm to sink a large ship. "And considering what i've seen, i'll take it we're screwed and should probably be planning for a planet-sized cemetery."
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
02/10/2020, 02:20 AM #68
Ortus City Suburbs
It didn't take too long for the young man and the girl to reach what appeared to be his home.
Entering through the wooden gate to the rather small backyard, it was fairly easy to make out the look of the house, despite how dark it was due to the storm and it being night. The house appeared to be fairly average sized 2 story house. Old faded blue paint could barely be seen through the dark storm, but some of the much lighter white details around the windows did stand out a bit more easily in the heavy rain.
The yard itself was also quite bare. The grass was green, but very patchy as if it was mowed poorly. There was even a small bird bath in the yard that was overflowing with water from the downpour of the storm. Though it did look very old, having been there for years. However it would have been hard to get a good look at the back yard as the young man continued to practically drag her towards the back door.
"Finally... Home at last! Don't worry, we'll get that wound of yours taken care of, then I'm calling emergency services." The young man said as he began to fiddle with the doorknob a bit, struggling with it as it was actually locked for once. However he did manage to open it when he remembered the spare key they keep under the welcome mat outside. Just as he put the spare key into the door's lock, he turned to her and spoke. "Now I'm gonna need you to be quiet. My mom's usually super busy and gets very little sleep, and we don't want to wake her. More importantly... I really don't want to wake my sister..." He said, his face getting a slight look of nervousness as he began to slowly open the back door, which led into what seemed to be a dimly lit kitchen, the only light source being a small nightlight plugged into one of the wall sockets above the countertops.
The Boundless
"You wouldn't be wrong with that assumption. After all, there are demons are highly resistant to most conventional weapons. Only lesser demons seem to be capable of being killed by ordinary weapons." He said as he then leaned forward, taking out the small blue pendant he had before. "But that's where people like myself come in. You see... I'm what you may call a Demon Slayer. Someone who hunts down and slays demons. Either for profit, the thrill of a fight, or simply out of the goodness of their hearts. We Demon Slayers fight demons using something special. Something that we call a 'Figment.' A special object that only humans can manifest, usually unlocking their Figments in times of utmost and insufferable amounts of mental or physical stress. As you saw earlier when we fought, that spear of mine, and that sword... nail thing you summoned. Is a Figment. The only tools that can be used to successfully harm and potentially kill demons." He explained, stopping to give Waelin a moment to process things. The hand he was holding the pendant with sparking with a small amount of harmless electricity as he waited for a response.
It didn't take too long for the young man and the girl to reach what appeared to be his home.
Entering through the wooden gate to the rather small backyard, it was fairly easy to make out the look of the house, despite how dark it was due to the storm and it being night. The house appeared to be fairly average sized 2 story house. Old faded blue paint could barely be seen through the dark storm, but some of the much lighter white details around the windows did stand out a bit more easily in the heavy rain.
The yard itself was also quite bare. The grass was green, but very patchy as if it was mowed poorly. There was even a small bird bath in the yard that was overflowing with water from the downpour of the storm. Though it did look very old, having been there for years. However it would have been hard to get a good look at the back yard as the young man continued to practically drag her towards the back door.
"Finally... Home at last! Don't worry, we'll get that wound of yours taken care of, then I'm calling emergency services." The young man said as he began to fiddle with the doorknob a bit, struggling with it as it was actually locked for once. However he did manage to open it when he remembered the spare key they keep under the welcome mat outside. Just as he put the spare key into the door's lock, he turned to her and spoke. "Now I'm gonna need you to be quiet. My mom's usually super busy and gets very little sleep, and we don't want to wake her. More importantly... I really don't want to wake my sister..." He said, his face getting a slight look of nervousness as he began to slowly open the back door, which led into what seemed to be a dimly lit kitchen, the only light source being a small nightlight plugged into one of the wall sockets above the countertops.
The Boundless
"You wouldn't be wrong with that assumption. After all, there are demons are highly resistant to most conventional weapons. Only lesser demons seem to be capable of being killed by ordinary weapons." He said as he then leaned forward, taking out the small blue pendant he had before. "But that's where people like myself come in. You see... I'm what you may call a Demon Slayer. Someone who hunts down and slays demons. Either for profit, the thrill of a fight, or simply out of the goodness of their hearts. We Demon Slayers fight demons using something special. Something that we call a 'Figment.' A special object that only humans can manifest, usually unlocking their Figments in times of utmost and insufferable amounts of mental or physical stress. As you saw earlier when we fought, that spear of mine, and that sword... nail thing you summoned. Is a Figment. The only tools that can be used to successfully harm and potentially kill demons." He explained, stopping to give Waelin a moment to process things. The hand he was holding the pendant with sparking with a small amount of harmless electricity as he waited for a response.
02/10/2020, 03:31 AM #69
Residence | Ortus City Suburbs
The girl nodded in understanding to what the boy had said as he opened the back door. The kitchen that came into view was well-kept and clean, with warm glow coming from a nightlight plugged above the white countertop. The girl's gaze drifted towards a bowl of confection, feeling a slight temptation to take one. However, when she noticed that the boy was heading towards the stairway that was connected to the living room just beyond the edge of the kitchen, she decided against taking a candy or two. After all, it's rude to just take something from someone who's showing hospitality. Her master said so many times.
As the girl's wet feet followed the boy, she couldn't shake a sense of familiarity. The leather sofa with a small burnt portion at the visible corner, the carpeted stairs that felt fuzzy in between her toes, the slight creak as the two walked up... The girl did not recognize them, and yet, the sensations lingered, softly like the scent of cranberry that she could smell from a weird candle-like apparatus on the stairs in between the first and second story. It all made her head hurt something fierce as she ascended the remaining flight of stairs with the help of the wooden rails on the side.
The girl nodded in understanding to what the boy had said as he opened the back door. The kitchen that came into view was well-kept and clean, with warm glow coming from a nightlight plugged above the white countertop. The girl's gaze drifted towards a bowl of confection, feeling a slight temptation to take one. However, when she noticed that the boy was heading towards the stairway that was connected to the living room just beyond the edge of the kitchen, she decided against taking a candy or two. After all, it's rude to just take something from someone who's showing hospitality. Her master said so many times.
As the girl's wet feet followed the boy, she couldn't shake a sense of familiarity. The leather sofa with a small burnt portion at the visible corner, the carpeted stairs that felt fuzzy in between her toes, the slight creak as the two walked up... The girl did not recognize them, and yet, the sensations lingered, softly like the scent of cranberry that she could smell from a weird candle-like apparatus on the stairs in between the first and second story. It all made her head hurt something fierce as she ascended the remaining flight of stairs with the help of the wooden rails on the side.
02/10/2020, 05:20 AM #70
The Boundless
"Not entirely true." Enraku casually added as they began to polish a set of glasses, left as the two patrons towards the back moved to leave.
"It's not the weapons, it's the soul. Magic, in a sense. Anything a 'awakened' soul like yourselves use can harm a demon, it's just that your Figments are often the most powerful thing you possess. The very essence of your soul empowers you and anything you touch. Guns, knives, table-legs will all do far more damage to a demon in the hands of a 'Slayer' than in the hands of a normal person. At least to a demon." they explained.
Waelin blew some air out their nose in a slight huff. "I mean, that's nice and all, but it didn't stop you from getting your ass handed to you by just two of them. No offense meant, but if that's just some random encounter, then the odds aren't in our favor when they start bringing out the big guns." she responded, skepticism high as they sipped on their drink.
"Not entirely true." Enraku casually added as they began to polish a set of glasses, left as the two patrons towards the back moved to leave.
"It's not the weapons, it's the soul. Magic, in a sense. Anything a 'awakened' soul like yourselves use can harm a demon, it's just that your Figments are often the most powerful thing you possess. The very essence of your soul empowers you and anything you touch. Guns, knives, table-legs will all do far more damage to a demon in the hands of a 'Slayer' than in the hands of a normal person. At least to a demon." they explained.
Waelin blew some air out their nose in a slight huff. "I mean, that's nice and all, but it didn't stop you from getting your ass handed to you by just two of them. No offense meant, but if that's just some random encounter, then the odds aren't in our favor when they start bringing out the big guns." she responded, skepticism high as they sipped on their drink.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.