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“No, no!” Vlad reprimanded and approached Rozy with long strides over to the power strip that was already powering all the decorations and lights. “Do not plug that in here! Put it in a different part of the house would you? I cannot sacrifice one strand of lights to be put out for it.”
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“No… elle…?” Vi tentatively reached a hand out for the cat shaped creature in the dark of the apartment.
The tail flicks from side to side at the mention of her name.
"What is it, Vi?" Noelle asks, cooking some fish for her dinner.
The time was night, and Jason was all set to paint with his rebreather strapped tightly to his head, sitting on a windowsill stories up above everyone else with a small basket of spray cans sitting on another sill beside him.
Ray'je approaches the edge of the crowd, seeing the boy with his paints and mask high above. Someone in her territory delivered the message promptly, as she demanded of them, and she had arrived before it began. She was in a fine mood for this.
Her dark skin and almost-traditional ionian-like clothes would mark her at strange, but she carries a commanding presence this evening that keeps casual onlookers away, not wanting to make eye-contact with the strange, dangerous woman.
She sits upon a nearby wall, crossing her legs. The woman pulls a pipe from her kimono and ignites it with a flick of her claw, allowing it to smoke for a time before breathing it in. She watches the proceedings with the same commanding air a shogun would over their retainers. Placing her drinking gourd nearby, she turns her gaze upwards to the boy she came to witness.
"Now, Human Half-Demon...let us see how looks your soul's flame. Show to Ray'je your heart's strength."
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Alastor strode through the streets of Pentagram City, the confidence filled grin spread across his face as it always was, humming as he walked. Lesser demons scurrying from his sight as his feet clicked and clacked against the floor. His constant and threatening atmospheric buzzing at least warning others to get out of his way that particular day.
It was just a slip of a comment, a cocky little question meant to antagonise. Usually Alastor would not rise to the bait but that day was different, one too many challengers that afternoon. He recognised the orange glow of the offending fool. One of The Phoenix Legion. That complicated things but it was not something he could let pass by without making a show for those secretly watching.
A snap of his clawed fingers and a portal opened up just under ‘Ferenc’s feet and a black tentacle caught him by the ankle. Alastor was not foolish enough to hurt a member of the legion of course, but it would do him no harm to scare a little respect into one of them. The tentacle held him up and dangled him over the portal which opened up into a mind bending oblivion of a horror.
Of course the rest of the legion would no doubt be near by, so the Radio Demon was mindful to clearly show that the tentacle was not going to pull the soldier down and he stood with only one hand raised, the other behind his back. Casual and seemingly inoffensive despite his command over the other-world beast.
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He wanted to improve his skills in combat to help protect the hotel and his allies better, so Don had ask Rozália if he could have a friendly spar with her.
Of course, this was his first time sparring with her, so he would let her observe how he fights without weapons.
Once it was over, Don was trying to reach over for the towel sitting on the nearby bench, but his left hand had accidentally brushed against one of the general’s scars on her exposed back...
“!”
And caused him to be suddenly be slammed against one of the walls of the activity room they were training in, letting off a low grunt of pain as the back of his head struck the wall, disorienting him enough for her to place her shin against his neck with his left wrist in her tight grip.
He got the one word warning, falling onto his knees to catch his breath once she released her hand and leg from his wrist and neck. “... Sorry.” Don responded after several breaths.
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“Noelly? You uh-… you in here? I wanted to talk about some things”
Noelle looks up from her work desk. "I'm here, come on in."
She sets her pen down and turns her chair to better face Vi. "What's up?"
“…Am I a bad person, Noelle?”
"I don't think you're a bad person, Vi." Noelle says, not looking up from the work she's doing at her desk.
"What brought this on?"
Vi groaned, sitting up and rubbing her head, feeling around in the bed before getting up, slowly lumbering to the kitchen in nothing but her boy shorts.
After a few moments, a flannel shirt is draped onto her shoulders. Noelle stands behind her, not having made a sound.
"Morning, Vi." She says, with a half smile. "We went and got you clothes, you should probably wear them." The short woman chuckles.
