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"If there was anything that life has taught me, its that..."

He leaves it at that because he's busy earning money by washing dogs. Though to be fair, being a cult member in his original life left him with little job options as of the moment.

his time to shine!!! jk. 

Devack gonna panick since none of his abilities are unlock. meaning he’s going to panic +yeti. 

Kirika looks at the circle. It was pretty damn complicated, for sure. Was it even a circle? She’s never seen a design like this before. It was more confusing than anything—a circle that looked unheard of, in public, with a face tattooed man above it. Slowly, she tilts her head.

She didn’t know what it was, but she could tell she wouldn’t be able to understand this. But by the way the man responded by her glance, she managed to muster a “Hmm.” By the tone, you could tell it was laced with cautionary skepticism.

 There wasn’t much to cover up his own plans right now. even if the circle won’t work, its still something that he made by habit already. in honesty he did it to calm his nerves. 

“Oh my I’m sorry!” She backed off. Cricket knew that she probably shouldn’t try to talk to mister ‘kill all dragons’ here so she ran out of the alley way…

for like five seconds. 

Cricket’s mind was filled with all sorts of questions about the circle and what he was doing, so she opened her wings and flew to the top of a building and looked down at Devack, basically spying on him. Huh, I’m doing what he accused me of doing when we first met. She let out a quiet giggle at that aspect. 

Having to do the whole thing again, annoyed Devack to no end. However when he looked up, there was something like utter rage in his eyes as he spies the dammed dragon again! Though they had no struggle against one another unless you count survival of the fittest, Devack is annoyed and really angry at this annoyance. 

 “GET OUT! OUT OUT OUT!” AND THERE GOES his chalk. Being thrown at the dragon with annoying precision. 

“Oh I’m sorry for-” Cricket frowned at the sight of the human. “Oh it’s you.” 

She looked at the walls where an odd symbol was. “Ooo! What’s that? And what does it do?” She jumped and slightly smudged the circle. “Oh, whoops. You know, we were on the wrong talon last time, maybe this time I can help you with whatever you’re doing!”

 “Get off! Off! You ruined the circle already!” one uninterrupted line to summon a fake demon, all that effort and she ruined it in one go. It was annoying, these annoying ones. Only he gets to do the annoying, after all its in his job description. 

hohoohohoho 

Hawke’s arm slackens and joins the other back by his side. Still, he does not necessarily approve, the look on his face makes that obvious enough, but he can’t help but feel a slight tug of pity. It’s not enough of a feeling that would stop him from ending this man, were the circumstances different. But it is enough to keep him from being overtly rude. Hawke sighs. ❝ Can you not do it in the privacy of your own home? ❞ He suggests, tone a bit tense considering cultist rituals and him did not tend to get along well. There’s a little thanks to be given at the fact that there’s not blood splattered across the floor, or demons making a home out of the poor sod’s skull. Though, by the looks of things, he’d be a prime candidate. ❝ Perhaps using a rug you don’t care about? I’d not recommend drawing summoning circles on hardwood floors. ❞

 “If your worried about the cleaniness of the ritual. I only use chalk...for now. Perhaps if I get even a sample of my powers... no, my powers are perhaps too big for this city.” a sigh, since if he ever used it. this whole city would literally go up in flames and the souls of everyone would be absorbed for his god. Alas there is no leader to tell him that it is a viable option so everyone is safe for now. 

❝ Just for once, can’t I walk in on something pleasant? Like a surprise party? ❞ Reflexively, he reaches back for his staff, his hand hovering. He didn’t detect a great threat from this one, just a bit of desperation and lunacy. Still, Hawke wasn’t about to underestimate, as he had done that just a few times too many and had it come back to bite him in the arse later. Plus, weird dark rituals were still weird dark rituals, whether or not they worked. In a filthy alleyway, no less. It was a bit sad. ❝ Let me guess. You’ve just discovered magic here isn’t quite working how you’re used to and you’ve gotten a bit desperate. ❞

“....No. I’m just being nostalgic for something that never worked.” he admits, because while the cultist and knowledge was real, it was only him that ever actually had the dark signer magic in him. The others were just ordinary humans who had no chance of acquiering the shadow magic that they craved. So coveted.

 “I’m only here because I could not find a empty warehouse.’ it was the truth at least. His tone is very polite. 

“But not all dragons! Yes there’s war and genocide and pain and destruction but not every dragon is like that! I met awful dragons like my queen but I met nice ones like Blue! How would you know all are bad! Not every creature is born evil or menacing, sometimes they look like monsters but are really sweethearts! What makes a ‘dark signer’ an enemy to a dragon? I bet not all humans are bad! You just gotta know some dragons!” 

This guy was getting on her nerve. It wasn’t like Cricket to get bad, but she was starting to be. She should just get away from him and find shelter and learning elsewhere, but she gotta at least try to make him see at first. 

One number. the dragon didn’t know about the crimson dragon despite it being the origins of duel monsters in general. number two, he is somewhere outside of Neo Domino or sattilite, where he spent the majority of his dark signer life time in. Number three, going into pointless fights is something that Rowan would frown upon. 

 “Your still a dragon, and as a dark signer. Theres a innate desire to kill all of you. But I will give you the benefit of the doubt since we have nothing to prove to each other.”

 “I won’t apologize or regret what I said about dragons. But your not my enemy this time. But next time....”