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A sight for sore eyes [pt 2]
(continuing from x)
He sat gently, watching her as she Worried and fussed. This is going to be a tough thing for me to ask, but don’t freak out about what I tell you.” He slowly took off his cloak, wincing as even his own powers began to fade from him.He motioned for Akkey to join him in being seated “come, sit”
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Fiendal in the Forest
@hookedhookless
Asha pulled her sweater closer around her body as she headed back home. The temperature was cool this evening.
She had spent the last few hours with Grey, just the two of them, which was sometimes hard to come by since they both had families now and Grey was Chief. Siri wasn't home, Ander had kept Katryn and Grey's kids were old enough to look after themselves and keep themselves occupied, though Brandt was off with them.
The sun was setting by the time Asha decided to leave, which she often didn't do. She didn't much like to be out alone after dark. Her pace was brisk as she made her way back home, following the tree line of the forest.
She stopped suddenly when she heard rustling in the trees nearby. Her hand twitched at her side, where a small knife, her one weapon, was strapped in a holder. "H-hello?" she asked quietly.
A sight for sore eyes
(Takes place a few days after Idle Hands)
@akkeyagentofhelheim
The Arbiter had exhausted a lot of energy in his fights, protecting Haligan and taking on rhenco had dealt a massive blow to his abilities. He took himself back to his human form to recuperate. Though he was in his demon form at the time, he had bruises around his body from fighting the furies, and even a scab from where one hit him hard enough to re-open his scar. Through the pain he was helping the residents re-build their homes, collecting materials and carrying hevy loads using what little he could summon of his powers.
Through all of this his mind wondered. Though his demon form showed nearly no emotion, it was obvious in this form that his thoughts were elsewhere. He looked out to the horizon, wandering as he did so. He felt a rough thud and found having just clashed with another man. “Oh gods, My apologies, My thoughts were not with myself.”
Waking up
@akkeyagentofhelheim
Firkugaan was still asleep against the tree, he had moved slightly to pull the cloak closer around him and get into a more comfortable position. His breaths had become calmer and more regular. But he was still laid there, as human as they day he died.
Reincarnations
@hubwalker1
Fiendal wandered through the town, he kept his bad arm covered as he came to rest on a small bench, since the talk with the chief had finished. Akkey had left and he was enjoying a bit of down time as a human. Or he would be, if his powers weren’t growing again. He could form a small claw where his hand should be if he concentrated. But if he slipped up he may transform before he was ready. He decided to bide his time by simply watching people, as he would have done normally. his eyes showed a purple iris as he allowed his powers to slowly take, feeling the energy of the people around him. Still have some learning to do. He thought
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Brought Back (EU)
(the events of this EU happens between the final moments of botgd and Hel boys)
Serving under Hel, becoming a demon, what a load of nonsense! Fiendal thought to himself as he observed the people of the camp. The injured, still recovering, the sick only getting worse, the people still in varying states of shock and panic.
“I want to be with these people! I want to help!” He vocalised, to nobody in particular. “Thats all.”
He decided to move over to the injury tent and see if he could help anyone’s mentality. He took a glance at the people lying in their beds and decided that he would help the one who was asleep.
“huh, this guy has the same scar as me” Fiendal snickered to himself, until he took a closer look at the character, it was him? But he was dead! How could this have- Skye! Skye must have healed his body!
without realising it, Fiendal’s soul possessed his body, but it didn’t feel like possession, it felt like he was himself again, it felt like he was warm again! It felt like-
Like he really, really, needed to breathe.
As he took a deep breath in, he brought his body up with a start and opened his eyes. And sat there, breathing heavily, as if he’d just woken from a nightmare.
(@lbigreyhound13)
"Cybernetic enhancements, my arse" fiendal thought as he opened the previously locked door. "All right, let's see what you've got" he murmured to himself as he snuck through the room. Something to his left moved, scaring him and causing him to aim his weapon at it. "Oh, it's just you" he sighed. Looking at a small, now terrified, mouse. He got to a long hallway, and started walking down it, inspecting the doors as he passed them. "Ah! This is the one!" He quietly exclaimed to himself. Changing his arm to a lockpick, he decided to give the door a small push. And found it to be open. Inside, a small child was holding a teddy sitting in the corner. The child was alone and facing away from him, crying. He crouched down in the middle of the room. "Excuse me." The child turned around at the sound of his voice. "Are you okay?" Fiendal asks. The child said nothing and instead just stays still, stifling his tears. "Are you hurt?" Fiendal says, the boy nods and shows his arm, which has small cuts all over it. "Are there any more of you?" Fiendal questions, eliciting another nod from the child. "Lovely" Fiendal responds sarcastically. "Do you know where they are?" He asks, receiving another nod. "Can you take me to them?" He inquires. The child pauses, and begins to cry again. "Its okay, take your time. Cry if you have to." The boy slows his crying and looks at Fiendal, but makes no movement. "Hey kid, do you read comic books?" The child nods finally. "Well now's your chance to be a hero." Fiendal says and reaches his hand out to the child. The boy looks at Fiendals hand and slowly grabs it,then stands up and leads him through the hall, down a staircase, and through a corridor to a set of doors. "Are the rest in here?" Fiendal questioned. The boy nods his head. "Stay close to me" Fiendal whispers as he opens the door slowly a green light and most emerges from the room. What he saw inside made his blood boil. There were thin, tired, sickly looking children being kept in cells. Fiendal looked around, and saw a heavily bolted iron door. "Good" he thought "that's where I'll find the control panel" Without thinking he walked over to the door and slammed it open, causing a guard to jump up and raise a gun, only to be shot dead a second later. Fiendal opened the cells and gathered all the children, then walked them out of the building and to a truck that would take them to a good hospital. Fiendal walked back into the building and instead of going down, he went up the stairway that the child took him to. Knowing what he would find, he walked up to a set of heavily locked down doors. And burst them open with his weapon, when he walked inside a short, fat man assaulted him with a revolver. He quickly broke the man's arm, took the revolver and pushed him against his luxurious wooden table. "So it was you who set my subjects free?" The man roared. "Subjects? IS THAT ALL THEY WERE TO YOU?" Fiendal smaked the man with the butt of the revolver. "They were orphans! I wasn't making them any worse!" The fat man explained. Only to have a tooth on the floor a second later. The man scoffed and started laughing. "You're a hero, you won't kill me, it would look bad for you!" He gleefully said "who ARE you? I want to know who im killing tonight" A gunshot sounded through the office. The man burst laughing and said "I knew one of my guys would save me!" He went to smack his belly but felt an excruciating pain. He looked at his hand and at Fiendal. "You- you shot me!" Fiendal grinned menaically. "You wanna know why you've never heard of me?" He spat, in almost gleeful anger. The fat man shook his head "n-no. You cant- you WOULDN'T!" Fiendal pointed the revolver at the man's forehead, and pressed in the hot barrel, causing the man sweat to steam. "Its because nobody is alive to talk." His eyes narrowed, his lips pursed and his voice turned gravelly. "Dead men tell no tales" A second shot rang through the office. (thanks for the suggestion @kingofthewilderwest/ @battleofthegroundeddungeon!)
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Fiendal was sitting down next to Grey. They had both been training and were out of breath, suddenly, Fiendal felt a weight on his arm. He looked down and saw that grey had fallen asleep on him. He decided to follow the gesture and fell asleep as well.
