[b][color=8882be][h3]Galbrek[/h3][/color][/b] [i][color=fff200]*A call had been made to Galbrek on request of his mother to join her and the rest of their demonic kind in a brief meeting* [/color][/i] [b][color=8882be]"Why now of all times? Fucking shit..."[/color][/b] Galbrek cursed as he angrily stopped in front of the large twin doors leading into his mother's livingroom. He coughed prior and then threw an annoyed glance over his shoulder. [b][color=8882be]"Well? Open up the fucking door!"[/color][/b] He barked at Adam who was placed a few feet behind him, and ofcourse after hearing such motivational words how could he refuse. The doll walked up and then opened the door the usual way his master wanted doors to be opened. Flung open for more grander an entrance, Adam pressed open the both twin doors and both he and Galbrek marched into the vast livingroom. Ahead of them were a gathering of people. The first one was his mother, lying on a sofa or chair, depending on what one would count as a either. It appeared to be the kind you normally would find while speaking to a therapist. His mother was smoking as usual, using a long cigarette extender to make sure he had to move as little as possible. She was clad in a red dress and had her red hair bundled up in an intricate design as if she was a queen. Ahead over by the fireplace in livingroom stood his second and oldest brother, the older of the pair was busy discussing world politics and matters concerning the law. The younger of the two appeared more bored than entertained, holding unto a drinking glass which had been generously filled. [i][color=8882be]My wretched older half brothers. Pure demons the both of them. One a snivelling politician and lawbender, the other a weapons manufacturer and warmongerer. [/color][/i] But they were not the only ones in the room. Ahead of him also stood the third brother, speaking to his twin sister. That brother was the family black lamb, a half-demon such as himself. He was always doing things his way and none could get him out of it. The adventurous type who was constantly getting into drunken brawls and involved in all manner of things. Good or evil. His twin sister were involved in matters aswell, but she prefered keeping such matters to herself. Even though most knew that she was in a sense working for something the rest of the family were not interested in. Claiming herself to be a knight and heroine. Dressing up in male clothing. It irked him that he had to be found related with someone like her, but on his mother's behalf he didn't do anything against it. His older brother would likely have defended her would such had been the case, as for his two older half brothers? They are not bothered by such mundane matters as they call it. Whilst being pure demons they seem to both have immense pride but in other senses lack it alltoghether. Then the youngest member of the family. The little sister. One of the few which Galbrek had a soft spot for. Possibly due to her being the only one that was actually quiet. She was however not involved in neither politics or doing any deeds of good nor evil nature. A spectator more than anything else. [color=c4df9b]"Well, if it isn't our dear famous local half-brother coming to finally join us."[/color] His second oldest brother said shortly after giving an amused smirk in Galbrek's direction. Raising his glass in a mocking cheer and took a sip. [color=c4df9b]"The man of the hour huh?"[/color] The third brother said out loud. As if pondering on it. [color=c4df9b]"At this rate you'll have to buy weapons from our dear older brother to defend yourself properly." [/color] [b][color=8882be]"Don't concern yourself with matters not concerning you... brother Andarek."[/color][/b] Galbrek replied in a snide way marching past the taller more roughly dressed half-demon. His oldest brother stood and watched at a distance, not one to ever engage into open conflicts or partake in brawls he considered useless. A man who prefered solving things by the words and laws of the world. Spineless is what some would call him, but as far as he is concerned it is far more effective to legally execute someone than to go after them himself. The twin sister Galliere offered a polite but slight bow. [color=c4df9b]"Hast thou forgotten thine ever charming smile this fine day, brother oh so dearest?"[/color] Galliere, the blonde twin sister of his asked as he was about to pass her by. [b][color=8882be]"Don't speak in such a tone to me, sister. I don't have the time to stand and prattle with someone speaking in words from a dead age. So move out of my way or you will be as dead as chivalry is." [/color][/b] [color=c4df9b]"It ought to be chivalrous to smitten thee dear brother, yet even the folly hast a right to live to learn from their grave mistakes." [/color] [b][color=8882be]"Keep your filthy speech to yourself, you witless buffoon."[/color][/b] Galbrek dismissively waved his twin sister away and approached his mother who was accompanied most closely by his younger sister. [color=f9ad81]"Oho hoh hoh! Good to see you my son, it is good to see you pay respect to your beloved and beautiful mother."[/color] She laughed and put a hand just before her mouth and took a deep blow on her cigarette before blowing out the smoke in Galbrek's face. [b][color=8882be]"Mother... could you stop doing that?!"[/color][/b] The half-demon demanded in an annoyed tone. [color=fdc68a]"Oh little Gally, I am so sorry. Mother has been soo sad without seeing all of you together and getting along so well for such a long time."[/color] His mother said reaching out with her free hand to pinch his cheek. Whereof he violently slapped her hand away. [b][color=8882be]"Tch.. don't call me that! Don't touch me! I am an adult! Curse you mother... Will you ever get that into your thick skull? I refuse to be made a fool of. I am the only one in this damn family who has the ambition, brain and power to do anything about our damn situation in the world!" [/color][/b] [color=c4df9b]"Sounds like you want to wage a war, little half-brother. Want to buy a few of my toys?" [/color]His second oldest brother said with an even more amused look on his face. Wearing that very punchable face he usually wore that made him generally untolerable for those meeting him face to face. [b][color=8882be]"Watch your mouth Kakurane, you purebred idiot or I'll string you up for the mob to lynch you..."[/color][/b] Galbrek replied through gritted teeth. The elder brother just grinned and resumed to discuss world politics with the eldest brother a distance away from the rest of the family gathering. [color=c4df9b]"Perhaps we should discuss what we all came here for so we can get on and leave?"[/color] The third brother said in a bored voice as he fondled the hilt of the sword he had sheathed by his belt. [color=c4df9b]"I shalt have to agree with brother Andarek. Beloved mother, do please tell us why we hast been summoned?"[/color] The blonde twin sister followed. [color=fdc68a]"Ohoh.. do forgive your mother. I have called all of you here to announce something important. There is a powerful demon hunter in the city who is now on the lookout for our kind. I urge all of you to be careful. I couldn't possibly handle having to tell your fathers about you being killed by such a thing." [/color] [color=c4df9b]"Dear mother, there are actually laws which benefit our kind. The law is absolute and will not take kindly on anyone breaking it. As long as everyone adheres to said law there will be nothing to worry about."[/color] The oldest brother finally broke the silence and the silence that followed was brief but awkward with everyone giving him a look which was telling that none of them had faith at all in that. [color=c4df9b]"I guess we could just kill him? I'll do it."[/color] The third brother spoke up, stretched his arms and his neck made some slight crackling sounds. "Could be enjoyable fighting someone strong for once." [color=c4df9b]"Thee could always spar with me, brother Andarek. In preparation for thine duel with this hunter."[/color] The blonde half-demoness added. [color=c4df9b]"Heh.. no thanks. I am not interested in fights where the victor has already been decided."[/color] The tall third brother replied quickly. [color=c4df9b]"Why concern ourselves at all with just a mere hunter? My mercenaries can easily deal with someone like that."[/color] The second oldest brother twirled the drink in his glass, looking very disinterested now.[color=c4df9b] "Please mother don't call us over to talk about such mundane matters as some suicidal hunter. You are wasting our precious time." [/color] [color=fdc68a]"My children! I called you over because I believe this one is no regular hunter. With that in mind be cautious. I could go on and on about this matter but I am way too weary. Is this the thanks I get for looking after my babies?"[/color] The red dressed she-demon finally sat up, only to stretch her arms. [b][color=8882be]"Afraid I don't have the time to care for some half-assed demon hunter whose in over his head. I have more important matters to do. Taking out the trash" [/color][/b] Galbrek shrugged and turned around to walk.[b][color=8882be] "We are leaving, Adam. Remember me well mother, for I shall rise high enough to lit the heavens on fire. Just you'll watch." [/color][/b] The rest of the demon ilk in the room watched the half-demon march out of the room, with angry yet determined steps. Some of them had their eyebrows raised. [color=6ecff6][b][h3]Vittorio[/h3][/b][/color] He was brought out of his thoughts by some muffled clanking sounds coming from outside of his room aswell as a voice saying something.[b] "Good mauling Vittorio."[/b] Mauling? Someone had mauled him? Was someone speaking to an enemy in the corridor? He decided to take a closer look. [i][color=6ecff6]Was that Bak saying good morning?[/color][/i] He asked himself as he looked through the dark hallway. Or was it a troublemaker? Beginning to float along the corridors with his astral form, he gazed from left to right to pinpoint the clanking sound. It did sound like Bak but more silent. Something was not quite right. He saw the door close to the girls showers, which were located close to the gym. Narrowing his eyes in his astral form he pondered on his options. Either it was Bak taking a shower or it was someone pretending to be Bak in order to get into the girls showers. For what purpose? He pondered for a few moments. Possibility of infiltration and espionage is high. The girls showers during morning hours are a limited crowded area with maximum visitors ranging from 1-3. The majority of the girls tended to sleep longer before heading down there in a mass gathering. Then there were those who were pure evil and did not wash at all. After some pondering he decided to investigate and went into his incorporeal form and stuck his head through the wall, wearing his serious and no nonsense facial expression which often was his default look. That is when not being angry or sad. What he was met with was the back. Or well Bak's back. It was from the looks of it indeed her. She was attempting to slide on a shirt and overall Vittorio thought it looked quite difficult, even so she was likely more proficient with it than himself counting in his physical form. [i][color=6ecff6]Her body is even more damaged than mine, yet despite this she continues onwards. What is she really wanting in this world? What I desire is obvious but what she truly wants that makes her eat, drink, breathe and sleep. I should ask her. But it would go against my better judgement. I am not here to make friends after all. That must not happen it would hinder my departure.[/color][/i] That Bak was willing to go forwards despite the state she was in. It began to grow on him. A sense of admiration. As he stood there pondering, he had forgotten where he actually were and threw another glance to Bak, this time causing him to look away in a blushing manner despite his form being unable to display such a thing, Before he slid back through the wall. [i][color=6ecff6]It was her after all. One can never be too safe. Everything should be regarded as being out to kill you.[/color][/i] The thought came to him that someone like Gilliam easily could have snuck into the girls showers for indecency. But as far as Vittorio knew Gilliam was only interested in Alto, eating food and making tea. Then he came to look at himself. He had done something indecent now. There was only one way to go about it. He had to tell Bak the truth and his reasonings. But he had to wait for a good opportunity, he followed her to the gym where there was fighting going on. He briefly gazed over to those doing combat, then approached Bak. Casually floating up behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder and lowering his voice. [b][color=6ecff6]"Bak... we should speak."[/color][/b] His tentacle like wings twitched and did low snapping sounds in the air. First confess then ask of her reasons for being with Mephisto's.