Role-Play Translucent Devil

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  1. Nevermore

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    Gabriel's face did not change as she spoke. The fact that he was a devil was no secret especially considering his quick healing, however the fact that she knew he was only half devil was surprising. "You are a strange human, to know things most do not. And I was not hurt, at least not for long." He looked down and away from her slightly, but his face did not change as he spoke the next part quietly. "To see you, rather than a demon or devil is no disappointment, and never could be." He looked at her again, "Unless you stood before me as an enemy." There was something about this girl that made her seem more than human, the look she always had on her face, the smile and the sagely eyes, it was if she knew something no else did. And Gabriel rarely ever smiled, it wasn't that he was depressed or sad, he just merely had no reason to smile, but the way she smiled constantly almost invoked one from him in return. It had been many years since anyone had made him feel remotely that way. He would need to leave soon.
     
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    Lilith briefly looked surprised as the smile was returned back to her – and she seemed to nod in approval of it, saying quite softly, “If we were enemies, then that would be a shame. I would like to die with a smile for once. Yours suits you well.”

    But then a thought occurred to her: would he know of the recent events? She peered at him for a while; of course he would, judging by the state of his clothes. Her eyebrow raised slightly and carefully she said, “Demons have been far more violent as of late. I gather it is the same in Lower Medio...?”
     
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    He had been caught, without even realizing it, a smile had appeared on his face? Of all the faces that could smile, why had his? What was it about this girl that could cause such a reaction, something was wrong, very wrong it seemed to him. He had to leave, could not stay, not after that. It had been countless years since that day, since Juliana's death. Even before she died Gabriel had always had a hard time smiling, he used to jokingly (though his jokes always seemed sour) say that it was his devil's blood that made him unable to smile because devils did not smile. Though his mother had always gotten on him for that sort of thinking, claiming that his father always smiled, even during dark times. This girl was nothing like Juliana, so why did she have such a rare ability? Did it go along with all the other strange things about her?

    He turned towards her door as he answered her question, "It's everywhere." Gabriel walked to her door and stopped with his hand on the worn wood, feeling its age beneath his fingers. Something suddenly occured to him as he stood there, his eyes went blank and his mind black out, yet he was not out and he did not fall. Instead he spoke in a dark voice, deep and strange, as if it was not his own.

    “Two pieces,
    One of light,
    One of dark,
    Harmless apart,
    Together, endless night.

    Ancient evil and good,
    an endless battle intervened,
    Sealed in stone,
    Must never touch,
    Or battle will resume,
    and the world will be consumed."

    When he stopped speaking he swayed on his feet and placed his hand to his head. Gabriel looked around confused and then at his hand which appeared blurry to him. He looked around and sat on the edge of an old table, or what he assumed was a table. He was completely unaware of what had just happened to him. He looked at Lilith with confusion written subtly into his expressionless face.
     
  4. Paladin_girl

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    “I was aware of... that.” Lilith's speech slowed a moment and her eyes briefly widened as a great change came over her short-spoken guest. It was eerie... and abnormal, even for a Devil, but this did not halt Lilith in grappling for a notebook from her jacket, scribbling the words the half-Devil spoke.

    Two pieces? Objects, probably. Kept by two separate entities and together, would make a problem. A very big problem...

    Maybe 'He' was right.

    But a battle...? In stone?

    Lilith returned the mutual gaze held by the stranger, nodding slowly as she stuffed the notebook into her pocket. Why this sudden outburst...? This could be no ordinary person... that much could be said for – but what could have been the trigger? Guilt oozed into Lilith's stomach and tugged at it. Perhaps it would have been better to keep silent – but this, she also believed, would have changed nothing.

    “Are you all right?” Lilith asked, walking towards him slowly and reaching out to touch his shoulder, if anything, to steady him.
     
  5. Zyta

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    As Sanskrit departed from the Arc Manor his left hand thumbed the real Black Orb while his right held tightly onto the sack carrying his new books. The orb that Sanskrit gave to Arc was no more than a fake, a cheap replica whose appearance and weight were the only things in common. Sure, Arc had felt a power within the orb, went so far as to openly lust after it—little did he know that the power he felt was not the orb at all. Before stepping on the property, Sanskrit already gave the fake Black Orb a “pulse”; the trick was simple, using both hands he accumulated a certain degree of electrical force and thrust it into the fake orb: The rest Sanskrit allowed Arc to trick and manipulate himself with his undying passion for greed and lust for a different kind of power.

    The air was crisp. A silent wind picked up and blew through every street, alley, and crack in the stone buildings. The moon, as always, was ever luminous, piercing the night darkness like a sword in flesh. Sanskrit passed many demons and devils on his way; they paid Sanskrit the lowest possible acknowledgement and Sanskrit in turn ignored their very existence. The others stood no chance against Sanskrit— they knew it, he knew it… the devil’s powers, though it was limited, rippled off of his body, shockw3ave after shockwave paralyzing anyone who felt it with an undeniable fear: Energy so grand that it was almost impossible not to respect it, to revere it, to lust after it. Power in and of itself was not evil, or was it righteous.

    As Sanskrit veered away from the main road he spotted a peculiar sight. There stood a half-devil camping, hunting, waiting for whatever prey he hunted. It was strange because on both sides of his heritage they despised halves; they were always considered weaker, less cunning… evil, mutated creatures without an ounce of feeling: Each half-breed deserved death according to them. They were heretics undeserving of pity and understanding. Outcasts as they were, they were disposable tools. It amused Sanskrit, almost to the point of asking how he survived all of these years. Certainly, it was no small task.

    Little did Sanskrit know that very half-breed carried the opposite orb: The White Orb.

    Ten minutes later Sanskrit stood at the bottom of his destination, the second of the two tallest buildings in all of Medio (regardless of Upper and Lower Medio): The Devil’s Outlook, residing deep in the far reaches of Lower Medio where none but the truly strongest dwell. The structure towered over all of the other buildings with ease (the next tallest building doesn’t even come close to half of its height). The Outlook stood as a holy symbol to all demons and devils alike; in ancient lore it’s been said that Satan began the Great War from the top of the structure. Certainly the tower gave off a very distinct aura that lured thousands of demons annually, and they in turn died or became devils.

    Sanskrit looked all around him before entering the tower. There were a few demons here and there taking the Test, but it was mostly deserted. The Devil threw open the doors and instantly staggered back, flinching as he clutched his nose. From within the tower a dark green and blue mist seeped out and with it came the stench of decay. Preparing his senses—which were close to a hundred times stronger than a human and twenty times more than a demon—the Devil entered the utterly black room.

    The pure darkness was punctured by several countless lines appearing around Sanskrit, zigzagging from his body. At first the lines appeared to a single, jagged rod of lightning spinning and twisting at insane speeds to burn after images sizzling in the air, but it was actually multiple versions. Some were brighter and thinner, faster while the others were larger and generated the thin sparking circuits. The room was quickly flooded with the pale, blue light. Sanskrit instinctively checked his surroundings, though he could not feel the presence of another living soul.

    Disembodied carcasses littered the ground in various states of decomposition. There were some whose flesh looked to be chewed off, others were older with sagged, molded flesh dripping from the last attachments from their bodies. The newest only recently killed, still resembled much of their former selves—without the loss of limbs. The cemented floor was stained black with blood as poisonous fumes continued to rise from the corpses. Sanskrit then noticed the stairs on the far side of the room and continued on his way.

    The stairs continued to spiral upward for what seemed like hours. There was no lighting other than the glow from his electricity. Clank, clock, clank… Sanskrit’s footsteps resounded throughout the tower ominously. He went slowly and it was some time before he reached the top; along the way there were depictions painted on the walls featuring many topics with a center focus on devil lore. At the top Sanskrit pushed open the doors leading to the roof and stepped out.

    All around him the lights of Medio shown below from the tops of other buildings, to the neon streets below; far above the stars twinkled and the moon’s rays were clearly evident streaming downward. Incoherent sounds from the busy streets could be heard, but only slightly. It was like standing in another universe as Sanskrit looked out on the horizon with him the Outsider, a visitor to this strange land. In the very center of the roof stood the pedestal from which the ritual would take place, around the pedestal various others marble formations rose up: An altar to place the Black Orb in and statues of Satan surrounding with etched writing carved into the material to name two. Around the ritual location were several sacrificial pits with barbs tipped with a slow acting poison from top to bottom in every pit. A bridge connected the area where Sanskrit stood and the place of the ritual. He casually took it as he mulled over the process of the ritual in his head.

    In the center Sanskrit placed the Black Orb on the altar as his right hand released the sack of books, he brought forth the top book and delved into it. As he poured over the words, his electricity committed each word to memory pulses then destroyed the book. He did the same to the other three. He then looked to the altar and began the process.

    Surging energy into the altar, Sanskrit closed his eyes, bowed and ripped open his flesh and poured his blood onto the orb. Instantly the orb reacted shooting a pillar of light straight up into the sky for miles; Sanskrit was easily engulfed in the light, but it held a warming, familiar power.

    “Jukl ke opieer jukien,” began Sanskrit. His voice was strangely different, speaking as if from a different body, his words and mouth weren’t in unison. The light erupted with these words and rained down a series of burning rock and stone; building crashed and collapsed, fires sprang from up and licked at the open air. An earthquake rumbled throughout all of Medio.

    Sanskrit then stood, smiling painfully and he thrust an amount of his energy into the orb once more. From there the hailing rubble receded and was followed by the sound of many cries of whomever was within range, demons as their minds were warped and twisted and became unlike their own, humans as they became demons and had their soul ripped from their body, half-breeds of both demons and devils also for having a portion of human in them. Only the pure devils remained as they were, mindful and alert to their surroundings. And then all was silent around Medio.

    The Black Orb exploded in a flash of excess power flinging Sanskrit from the rooftop (the orb flew in the opposite direction and was lost). Crashing to the ground nearly a full mile below, the devil prevented a full damage by jumping from building to building as he fell.

    On the streets below he was attacked suddenly by the mindless horde of demons. Twisting his body he avoided a punch directed for his head. The punch crashed into the stone behind him with such force to rival his own.

    No demon posses that much power. It’s on the level of most high ranked devils!

    Sanskrit flooded the ground with electricity, instantly killing the demons attacking him. The first to arrive on the scene would see this.
     
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    Gabriel caught Lilith's wrist gently as he responded calmly, "I'm fine." Her hand had not even gotten to his shoulder but he was not being rough, it could almost even be said that his touch was loving, despite the objection to being touch that was obvious in the action. He noticed the notebook and released her, pointing at her pocket and asking, "What was that? Did I say something?" He wasn't sure what had happened to him just now, his mind had gone completely blank but it had felt like he was remembering something. He must have said whatever it was he was remembering but his mind was a complete blank and he still felt fuzzy. It looked like Lilith had written down what he had said.

    Before she got a chance to respond the ground beneath them began to shake. He thought it was just an earthquake but there was something ill feeling about this, something abnormal. He heard great destruction happening all around them followed by cries of pain and fear. Gabriel also heard something terrible, something that was terribly wrong. The voices of dozens of demons all crying out at once. Something bad had just happened. The stone he kept in an inner pocket near his heart began to burn painfully. He took it out and looked at it with curiously. The orb glowed with a blinding white light and was incredibly hot to the touch. Energy poured off of it and stirred something within Gabriel, he felt his devil blood boil with power. Quickly Gabriel sat it down on the wood he had been leaning on and smoke began to rise off of it. The burns on his hands healed quickly.

    He looked back at Lilith, intense seriousness written into his face, "What did I say?"
     
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    Nikolai remained in his somewhat brooding position, his back pressed up against the nearby wall that he leaned against with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes remained closed and his face was relaxed as if he were actually fell asleep while still standing. A million thoughts swirled about within his mind, each of them demanding his attention. His upper lip twitched suddenly, as if his mouth was attempting to snarl as several blood stained scenes crossed his vision.

    It was at that moment that all Medio seemed to cry out in agony from up above this underground sanctuary, causing Nikolai's eyes to open in an instant. He remained where he was, but his head turned to look about as the wailing cut through every nook and cranny of the damned city.

    He frowned, his gaze returning to rest on the Oracle's still unconscious form that rested upon his bed. His eyes narrowed as he resisted the urge to reach out and throttle her until she would either awaken or her neck would snap.

    Something in the world above Nikolai's hideout was amiss.
     
  8. Paladin_girl

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    “Well-”

    The old oak frames of the ancient clock tower trembled and groaned slightly, trying to keep the construction together. The gears and constructs groaned as the tremor rumbled and echoed around the two people maliciously.

    It was an unnerving sound... and Lilith realised soon enough that such rumblings... could not have been natural. Not here. A sharp pain went through Lilith's head quickly, making her wince a moment. In that time, she believed she could hear shrill screams of pain... a horrible... horrible sound. Lilith's stomach felt like it had turned over slowly. Something... was not right.

    The flare emitted from the little object in Gabriel's hand forced her to look away and cover her eyes briefly. Afterwards, Lilith's eyes stared at the stone carefully a while – she would have to keep it in mind for another date... but it reminded her of the objects that the half-Devil mentioned.

    'One of light. One of dark...'

    Lilith pulled out her notebook, holding it out to him with a short smile. She did not want to be secretive or patronising – ironically, it was the last thing she wanted, “Back of the book. Easier to grasp at,” she lookied at him, faint concern in her eyes again, “do you have any idea what came over you?”
     
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    "No," he spoke slowly as he took the notebook from her and flipped to the back, like she had said, for easy access. His eyes darted from the written words to the white stone several times as he read and reread the words that he had spoken. After thinking and reading for several long moments he looked up at her again, "It's a prophecy, or part of one. And I think it has something to do with this," Gabriel held up the white orb, the burning light had faded. He had received it long ago from his mother, not long before she was murdered. She had told him it had belonged to his father and that it now belonged to Gabriel. Neither Gabriel nor his mother had any idea about the past or reason behind the stone and this was the first time anything had ever happened. Perhaps the stone had sent him that prophecy. 'Two stones,' the prophecy mentioned two, one of light and one dark, he had the light stone, who had the dark?

    Maybe whoever had the dark stone had caused what had just happened, why else would the light stone react in such a way and give him a prophecy now? But the prophecy mentioned a battle between an ancient good and evil, as if it couldn't be any more vague. Gabriel didn't know what it meant by endless night but he knew it wasn't good. He looked back at her and pocketed the stone, still unsure of its role in all of this, and said, "I have to find the source, it might tell me something." He stood again and opened the door. He paused slightly before exiting. Gabriel didn't invite her and wasn't planning on it because he prefered to be alone, but he figured she would most likely want to come so he was giving her this slight chance to follow. He let the door go and was outside. The storm had picked up in fury and the rain now lashed out painfully like a million whips. Deadly lightning split the sky and thunder tore down like an explosion. Black clouds swirled dangerously over Lower Medio, particularly the Devil's Outlook. That was were he needed to go.
     
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    Scarlet knew she was dreaming. She had to be. One, she was actually "seeing". Two, she was looking at her mother.

    She and her mother were never really close. In fact, she hated her mother and vise versa. She never asked why, her mother hated her, but it didn't matter all that much. She knew she was going to hate her. That’s how it was when she was growing up. Scarlet did everything she could to ruin her mother's life just as her mother did to her. Such as causing her blindness.

    "My poor and pathetic child. Why did I give birth to such a useless being? If only-"

    "Shut up. I am more than you could ever be. All of my life, I had this gift and you hated me because of it. I was a freak to you. Truthfully," she smirked at her, "you knew that I would kill you in the end. You saw it too. You're the same as me."

    Her mother's eyes began to change to white. It was so eerie looking, unnatural, even for one such as an oracle.

    "Your choice now will decide your path in life. What you will suffer and lose." She began to laugh. It sent shivers up her spine. It was so...

    She heard a snarl. She turned around and saw a hideous beast. Its appearance was so awfully disfigured. She could feel her stomach churn. It launched itself at her.
    Scarlet woke with a start. Once again, everything was black. It was all a dream. She sighed heavily. Where was she? The last thing she remembers….was that man. That devil. Where had he taken her…..?
     
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    Nikolai watched as the Oracle awoke with a start, moving about as though she were unsure of what had happened. He blinked while watching her for another moment before leaving his spot at the wall and moving to a nearby table, looking down at an older looking wooden cup with a small crack at the very top.

    "You're awake." He stated, pointing out the obvious. He glanced over his shoulder at her as his hand suddenly wrapped around the base of the goblet, gently enough to not spill the liquid within it. He raised it and turned, approaching the bedside and looking down at the Oracle. What he was thinking couldn't be discerned as his face simply bore his ever present expression of boredom.

    "Drink." He instructed, roughly shoving forth the cup in his hands so that the aroma of its contents would let the Oracle no it was safe. It smelled like some kind of herbal tea, freshly prepared from natural ingredients. He looked down at her impatiently as he continued to hold the chalice, studying her.
     
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    Scarlet looked directly into his eyes. She felt him(not that way!!! XD) and could sense that the drink was safe. She took it and sipped it slowly. She felt a little better. She quickly mumbled her thanks. She waited for him to ask what he wanted for her. If he had taken the trouble to bring her to some strange place, then he must want something from her. They all did. That's how her life had been. Someone always had a reason to use her and would discard her as soon as they knew that she was no use to them. Scarlet trusted no one.

    "So," she said taking another sip of her drink,"what do you want from me. Rght now I can be no use to you. You are someone unworthy of my time. Just like the others."

    Her thoughts wondered on distance memories. All those times she was foolish enough to trust those people. She couldn't trust any in this world. This world was going down a path that it could no longer stray from. All she could do is....
     
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    The devil's eyes narrowed into slits when she insulted him, his hands balling momentarily into fists, a small spark of electricity arching over his right knuckle before flickering away. He calmed himself almost as fast as his temper had gotten a hold of him, his hands now stuffed into his pockets and his usual demeanor present once more.

    Pride. One of the Seven Deadly Sins. He would not let it dwell within himself anymore.

    "I wasn't the one who passed out in the middle of the street." He stated, his voice flat as he reminded her of the incident that had caused him to bring her to this place. He suddenly looked upwards before starting to walk away. The scream that had enveloped all Medio deserved his undivided attention at the moment. If the demons were on another killing spree he would cut them down again as he had consistently done time and time before.

    His step faltered slightly as he considered halting for a moment, but he continued on, ignoring it. The Oracle was awake and fully aware now. There was no need for him to babysit her any longer. He had removed her from a potentially harmful situation when she was not fit to defend herself, and now that she was, he could spend his time elsewhere.

    "I'm leaving. Do as you wish." He said without looking back, grabbing his white scarf as he passed the far table while moving for the exit.
     
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    Lilith couldn’t help but smile at his quick responses, but also at the little object that had recently glowed painfully in his palm – this little thing was part of a prophecy? Lilith was cynical – some common sense, she thought, was needed at this moment. She did not disbelieve the half-devil, in fact she was the contrary, for every fairy tale … every rumour… every story, had its little grain of truth.

    “Is it part of the prophecy – or are you?” she said inaudibly with a slight smirk as he passed through the exit. She pocketed her monocle and swiftly threw her jacket over her shoulders, taking back her notebook, stuffing it into her jacket once more and picked up Mephistopheles and Lucifer.

    So… the march begins… the she-sage thought with a smirk.

    “Don’t be so distant, my child,”

    Lilith could hear His patronising tone in the cold air which caressed her skin like a velvet snake, gentle and suffocating. She slowly looked up to stare at Him mutely and smiled shortly, shaking her head.

    “Why do you stare so sullenly? Am I so offensive to you? All I do is speak the truth,”

    Lilith’s smile became a little grin as she raised her nose into the air, “Do you cry to your own… Sire? Or do you live on an island or hide in the desert?”

    He twitched, standing up from His throne, his eyes bearing down upon her like a ravenous wolf, grinning teeth gleaming like daggers, “Damn you,” he said maliciously, his rapid change of tone showing his nature.

    She smiled warmly and her eyes, sagacious and tranquil gazing into his, replied gently, “Very well,”


    She walked out into the dark streets, following the half-devil into the thunderous necropolis known as “Lower Medio”, her human blood seeming to race faster than she would have liked. She said nothing of this – or of anything else. She looked around astutely and curiously as she always did when setting foot onto this land – and always, such mindless inhumanity of the citizens had caught the young woman out, sending a very human chill up her spine.

    She pulled her jacket closer around her and lifted up her withered scarf to her neck. Her gaze eventually settled on the half-devil’s destination – and the edges of her lips lifted slightly. She was unsure of what to think… but she silently trudged on, always a step behind her companion.

    Like the scholar and the traveller...
     
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    Gabriel did not hear what Lilith said about him being a part of the prophecy, but something deep within himself had already began to address that possibility. He had the stone, guessing by its appearance the white one, and it had reacted for whatever reason during this most recent of events. But just what had happened Gabriel could not guess, until a giant mouth closed over him and snatched him from the ground. The large demon barely chewed and then swallowed him with nasty gulp. It licked its twisted, rotten teeth with a green tongue and set its empty eyes on Lilith. The beastly demon swaggered and swayed as if it had no control over what it was doing and its empty eyes suggested complete mindlessness. It raised a giant fist that was attached to a strangely skinny arm and slammed it into the ground with such force that the ground around Lilith shattered with debris going in all directions. The road now had a two foot deep creator in it and the demon went after Lilith.
     
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    Lilith raised an eyebrow at the sudden display of 'violence', but gave no time in hanging about, jumping into the air when the unnaturally-gargantuan fist thudded hard into the ground. Upon landing, she jumped back and pulled out Lucifer and flicked her monocle over her gleaming eye.

    “Well bugger me,” she said.

    The theories began to flicker like the sheen of clockwork in her mind. What could she do? What would she do? How would she do it? Pity swam around in the little mixture for the Demi-God – but with surviving seemingly countless demons and a thick metal fragment to his head, would a single bite hold him?

    She didn't know. Miracles happened, after all.

    She first went for the first instinctive response – three simple gunshots from Lucifer to the mindless creature's frame, showing she was a threat to him... or rather, it, before smirking and pulling out a white gear from Mephisto, flicking it around with her fingers. Her knees were bent and her eyes alert, a cat about to advance her prey...
     
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    The beast howled with pain and let out a terrible roar at Lilith before charging forward and using its lopsided, oversized head as a battering ram. Just as it got to her it tilted its head upwards in an attempt to not only hit her, but also catapult her into the air so that it could catch her in its mouth on her way down.

    Meanwhile Gabriel was having a tough time dealing with the demons unnatural stomach acid. It was quite uncomfortable and as long as he was being burned by it his healing would not begin. He was in a tight position so his sword was very difficult to reach, after several struggling attempts he finally managed to get a hold of it and take it from his back. With another great effort he pointed the sword at the nearest wall he could find and shoved with as much might as he could.

    Depending on where she was Lilith would be able to see about a foot of the sword sticking out of the demon's back. It howled with pain and rage but did not stop its attack on her.
     
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    She ran forward, letting herself be thrown into the air, Lilith at this point realised she would be put off from eating for a while – even at a time like this – but she didn't land into the maw of this great beast. In fact, she attempted to keep it open, wedging Mephisto horizontally into the demon's mouth.

    She didn't dare hold on, dropping the explosive white gear into the creature's mouth, then let go, landing on the ground, lost balance and rolled backwards, now on her feet. Ten minutes before a mess.

    Her eye caught something glitter out of the creature's back – and she couldn't help but smirk. Once again, she was quite correct, but self-congratulation was out of the question right now. She held up Lucifer again and backed off, aiming carefully for the eyes, firing two shots. She grappled in her pockets to reload.
     
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    Rem had been deep in thought since leaving the house where he met Lilith. He knew abnormalities were running rampant throughout Medio and now he knew that he was not the only one who had noticed.

    He wondered why he wanted to know the answer so much. Perhaps it related to his past and possibly revenge or maybe just because most of his jobs had involved demons and events had never occurred like this. The answer to some of his questions lie in a place he was all too familiar with and was more then willing to enter when needed, 'Lower Medio'.

    He looked towards the direction he had been heading. As he looked it appeared. A bright light illuminating the sky seemly coming from one point. Following the appearance of the light was an area wide earthquake. Rem quickly braced himself to keep from losing balance.

    Rem stared and his mouth quickly formed into a half smile as he said out loud "Well it's about time some answers show themselves to me." His smile disappeared as he made is way towards Lower Medio and the tower, keeping fully alert and ready for any possible demons as he was not sure what to expect.
     
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    Gabriel wrestled still with the sword stuck in the back of the demon. Its skin was tougher than any other demon he had ever fought and he was having a tough time cutting his way out, especially considering the position he was in. He grunted and pulled the sword in all directions while the beast continued to howl and slam around, sloshing Gabriel around in the painful liquids of the demon's gut. Something heavy and white thudded down beside him and when he looked at it he almost let out a groan, the kind of groan an old friend makes when they know that their best friend has just gone into their own little world and is once again taking things too seriously. But he stopped himself because the groan was unbecoming of him to acknowledge her like an old friend when he had just met her today. The openness she drew from him still bothered him greatly, but that thought process would have to wait for another time.

    With a final grunt he shoved the sword out as far as he could and then down with all his might. Gabriel tore through the openning he made and the demon collapsed, crippled with pain as Gabriel leapt out and to the ground. The rain felt good on his burns. He was a mess most of his clothes had been burned off, except for his pants, which were made of a tougher material, and all his exposed skin was covered in hideous burns from him being partially digested. Within moments his solid body was whole again, strong muscles grew fresh skin and the rain had washed away all the blood and fluids that had covered him in his escape from his fleshy prison. With a single fluid motion he reached up and tore the remains of his jacket and shirt from his upper body. Sadly, the strap for his sword also gave way. He picked up his demonic weapon and raised his right arm to rest the blade on his shoulder.

    Just as the sword touched his shoulder the demon, who had been struggling to stand and attack Gabriel, exploded in a great fiery mess that nearly knocked Gabriel down and blew his wet hair in all direction. He shot Lilith a glance (though it was still expressionless) as if to say 'why?', but he said nothing. He walked over to what was left of the remains and said, "Riposi in pace," as he crossed his heart, touched his forehead, and brought his hand down. He reached into a pocket on his pants and drew forth two old coins and dropped them in the remains. Gabriel looked at Lilith, "Something is not right here, we must hurry."