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[ OOC: ] I'm deleting this account, I already have a back up for it, so I'm gonna be using that instead. This one felt too cluttered. I'm informing all of you so you can unfollow, and if you want the new one you can ask for it.

" Y'know, yer getting pretty defensive for someone askin' you if you're hungry, " Eli remarked, canting his head to the side, watching the clear distaste form over the other's face. Maybe it had something to do with how close he was? Elliot, while affectionate, often seemed to collapse into a puddle of red if someone stood too close to him. The freckled boy decided to shift backward a bit, though he remained seated, " Ya' sure have enough time to lay on yer ass and sleep the day away, 'm sure you can answer a basic question. I'd be willing to get us both some grub. "

" I dunno if that bench is all that comfortable, " The boy commented quietly, all too aware of the fact he really didn't have much say in what the other did. Strangers practically wore caution signs to Eli. Deciding that he really didn't have much going for him other than hunger, the red head sat down in front of the bench, leaning forward, " Are ya' hungry mister? " Eli asked, blinking a bit, " Yer hair is pretty messy... "

" Uh--, " The boy didn't expect her to actually acknowledge him, it showed in how caught off guard he appeared. Eli twiddled his fingers slightly, reaching a hand back to brush massive red hair momentarily as he tried to find something to say. Most people just ignored him, who paid a teenager any mind anyway? " It's been, uh, cool...y'know...lookin' around for decent meat shops. "

" Pray tell, however, why would you need training of any sort? " Naoki asked, stepping a bit closer and examining the damage to the tree. There was little to no obvious markings against the bark, some of it may have chipped a bit, but it was nothing substantial.  As a test of his own strength, the reptilian demon reclined an arm back. Fingers balled up into a fist as he momentarily adjusted the unused limb, throwing it forward and slamming it into the plant next to him. The bark splintered around his fist, the large plant truly unable to bear the brunt of the attack. The trunk, though not cut entirely, remained with a large deformation as a result of the impact. Naoki's fingers, however, were not so lucky. Black liquid oozed from cuts against the knuckles of his hand. The serpent himself was none too worried, such marks would heal quickly. " I suggest working harder on how much force you apply to each hit.. "

" I'm not too sure I believe you, my good man, " The leech offered with a wag of his finger, though it wasn't too obvious due to the long robes that stretched over his limbs, " They say that there is an air about those with interesting tales to tell, and I like to believe I have a nose for them. "  One would find Balil to be absolutely tasteless, liking the things that one would try to avoid. Streets marred by those who lived within it, anyone would find little to no solace in the world he chose to affiliate himself with. An eerie calm, yet the smells of alcoholic beverages mixed with probably the defecation of those who sought refuge here would rob anyone of any soothing atmosphere they may have clung to. " I'm sure you're all too aware, " Balil began, taking a few delicate steps forward, walking as though the ground beneath him would crumble with the slightest movement, " The night plays host to many creatures searching for a resting place, whether or not it's permanent is up to them but I do find pleasure in meeting those creatures, " When he wasn't hungry anyway.