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She beamed when she heard his explanation about his awesome ability, getting amazed by it. “COOL! I wish I could have an ability like that, buuuuuut I’m not a supernatural being.” Io huffed, taking a seat next to him before resting her chin on her palms. “Then again, I do have my own abilities, like parkour!” she added, but it was more like she was talking to herself.

(I would gladly trade species with you--however, I would not want to maim you in such a way. Being a demon is not as fun as it may appear, especially when you aren't evil.) A silent sigh parts from him. 

(Still, I feel as though it was awfully rude of me.) Albeit he always has a lot on his mind. This encounter intrigues him, as he and Io appear to be somewhat opposites, though standing on a common ground. The hybrid pushed strands of hair aside, and adjusted the chain around his neck. (Surely your own abilities are much more special than mine, anyway.)

"My friends call me Tasmanian "Taz"Hellion! But it’s Taz for short! Hehe!" Taz giggles yet happy to make a new friend, "But..I-I used to be like the normal people but now I’m a demon because I met Tasmanian Devil"In translation, the innocent girl explained that she was a human now demon. 

( Thank you. I did not choose my name, but I am glad it is to your liking...Taz. ) He smiles, before blinking at the inquiry made toward him. 

( A contract? No, I was born a demon, unfortunately. My father was a demon, but he was--hunted. ) He says this with no emotion at all, only the blinking of his eyes is an indication that he can move, in that moment. He always feels uncomfortable when mentioning his father. 

( What do you mean by...contract? ) 

It’s not as though she is afraid—she already has to deal with two bitchy demon sisters and they are bad enough to handle—but simply a bit…taken aback, if that is considered as the proper way to put it. A feeling of alert settles within her thoughts and any further movements, even if his words sounds as though they are true and that he won’t purposely devise an attempt to attack her.

❝ I do not suggest fucking up unless you want your chances of living to diminish quickly. I hunt your kind for a reason but…for once, I don’t feel like you have an intention of attacking. I already have a pair of demon sisters to deal with, I’d rather not have to deal with any more. ❞ In truth, the man did appear to possess a kind demeanor, despite his flaw of speaking without parting his lips at all. To Stocking, it feels like a breath of fresh air. Coming across a new face who, despite their reveal of being some sort of demon, has yet to manage to annoy her in some way is a great feeling. And the fact that he’s not some obnoxious ghost?

Even better.

( I understand why you would hunt my kind. They aren't exactly very pleasant sometimes, and even though I am only half, my counterpart is not very kind. ) He hunts his own kind, to an extent. 

Demon sisters? So that explained the scent--he could smell a faint trace of them on her. ( I tend not to cause a lot of trouble. I catch enough, as other demons smell me all the time. ) 

Her question prompts him to smile. It would seem that way, wouldn't it? 

He gives a small smile to dismiss her apology, ( Other than your scent, I do not know if I would have been able to tell. ) He feels as though maybe he had gotten too personal, and he owes her an introdutcion, 

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” Oh, my. ”

Other worldly?

Why, hardly so. Merely a human, despite the moon caught lovingly in the crook of lissome limbs, of the s t a r s set in the early morning hue of crystalline irises, galaxies caught along the delicate sweep of heavy lashes.

The girl tinged blue is only but a h-u-m-a-n, after all…..

{ Most likely, at least. Ancient blood runs through the red of humanoid veins—— merely n o t human. 

But close enough. }

( You are welcome. ) 

He almost forgets to say, human interactions sometimes  s l i p  his mind. Not because he is different so to speak, but simply because he is quite-odd. 

Dark lashes bat a little and his bright blue eyes come toward her. 

Breaking Benjamin - Dear Agony 

It appears that Geese won’t agreed with him often.He wound’t assumed to asked him another responded since he don’t remember leaving.  

He isn't sure of what to do, so he decides to give him the truth, or at least, a fraction of it. 

( I have another form, and it had wings. I suppose he carried me here...tell me, has there been any strange activity in your town as of late, sir? ) 

He hopes he has not hurt anyone, but needs to know if he has. This might be too confusing, but he does not want to reveal everything to a stranger. Yet, he may have to, if he wants the right information. 

Unfortunately for her, the book was kept in his pocket. And what’s worse, she was noticed by him. Great, what am I gonna do?

( Voice thingy...? You mean how I spoke? Well, it is a matter of altering brainwaves into soundwaves. ) Despite being startled by her at first, he smiles lightly. Her energy is almost contagious, but as Jouji has always been a calm individual, he is immune, somewhat. 

( It's a special power that I have. I'm mute, I cannot speak normally. And--there's no need to apologize for anything. I should apologize to you, I was not listening. ) 

( It will heal itself? How interesting. ) He blinks slowly, ( I wish not to offend you with such a question, but could you be a demon...? ) His nostrils flare again at the smell of blood, and he presses his teeth together beneath his sealed lips. 

"It’s not a problem, I’m sure you didn’t mean it. Just…make sure you’re careful alright? There are," she hesitated, her eyes gazing slowly from side to side, "…all sorts of people out here that can surprise you." She attempted at a reassuring smile. "But, I can’t tell you what to do, after all." She gazed in no particular direction. "I-I should get out of your way now…"

( I...know it may seem strange, but I did speak. It's a lot to explain... ) 

At least she isn't freaking out, or panicking. She seems not to dwell on it for too long, and she seems regretful that she posed such a question in the first place. He attempts to lighten the moment by giving a smile of his own, lips curving upward with the expression as he debates what else to say to her. 

( N-No, Miss, you aren't in my way. ) If anything, he figures he has put a break in her schedule. Despite not addressing it, he does not leap over her words regarding people who could 'surprise' him. He knows very well, especially demon hunters. They surprise him quite often.