Hawlin

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At least on a small level, Luciel could understand the issue with open hostilities, nodding lightly in recognition. "Iz understandable" he commented, giving up on trying to recompose the local accent and instead allowing the words to simply form. He could empathize with her loneliness, though was a bit stunned by her outwardness regarding her family. While he normally would try not to pry, she seemed more than willing to simply lay the cards out.

"M-my condolences..." Luciel offered, their expression shifting to a mild frown before attempting to change the subject by discussing business. "I am...unsure...if I vould vahnt to live here. I brought some produce to town as a gift, zough a famine of gratitude plagues hearts..." his own explanation came, once again touching the small silver cross as a small reminder to himself of why he was there.
A brief shake of his head freed them from the thought as he gestured for her to get some breakfast for herself as he didn't want to keep them from the lavish bounty that humanity had provided for their people. "Ehn, yeh! Iz like a fiend, ah?" he replied to the question about his disguise. Normally, it would be his cue to bolt if anyone saw through it, though the company was in a similar situation in stature. There was no sense in denying what she apparently could see through. "Iz...a bit varm for zeis place, zough..." Luciel softly chuckled, using a hand to shift it once more.

The guard for the creature he'd just met seemed tense by his presence and while he was compelled to understand, surely she could see their surroundings. If either of them had ill intentions, surely no place would be better than wading through civilians to do so. It wasn't like he was a bad influence or anything, just that he was boundlessly curious of seeing another mutt in town.

@Lightning

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This posting order, though.
lol

I'm not reading all of that. xD

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Luciel's eyes followed Adam out of the mess hall, only turning his head slightly as not to arouse suspicion. Shifting back, he was about to exact similar eradication upon a good portion of the muffin until his eyes stopped on the woman who was clearly staring at him. Hand poised with baked confection, his eyes locked with hers and lips sliding along a horrific maw until coming to an otherwise pursed tactfullness as he took a bite.
Pupils dilated to a degree as Luciel stood.

Horns, her eyes...why was she staring? Did she have any idea what she was even doing?

A brief glance to the armed woman with crossed arms looking between the two spelled out enough as Luciel caught himself quick enough to grab his plate and make it look like a simply awkward motion in the direction to so boldly assert seconds.
With only a nibble into a muffin and half a slice of ham remaining, he passed by the undisguised halfbreed. In the motion, he offered a smile while respectfully keeping his eyes on her face and unintentionally meeting hers with nervous pupils sharpened like blades.
Thankfully, she was still close enough to be within earshot while he pretended to be lost in decision. Proximity enough to hear the small inhale through the hooded Luciel's nose before he softly spoke, "Ssssthhhho..."
An excited flicker of a forked tongue accenting the boldness of the mutt in addressing the halfbreed demoness. He paused from perusing the goods of the table to roll his shoulders and set the loaded backpack and game bag down. The curiosity was unable to be managed, her scent was an oddity as it was mired in something rich to the near point of bitterness and the faintest hint of hollow sweetness that the 'Adam' character carried.
Intriguing uniqueness, he had no clue what to say, though offered a soft smile before continuing, "Vaht isss ssomeone like you doing here?" while making unlikened gestures as if he was making a different conversation. Lifting the ham on his plate with a single finger before letting it fall as if he was commenting on the food, he proceeded to comment on the food, anyway. "Iz far unlike zeh bake I make. Choices, ah? All at once" he mentioned in a hushed tone, spurred to make conversation with the creature, though unsure where to go...only where to start. Game was baked into a sourdough and eaten with the vegetable stew he made from what he had. It was simple, but he found it tasty with a few shredded spices left to steep in the pot.
Awkward as it was to simply stare, it was only polite to requite her engagement with acknowledgement and small talk. "And that human is your keeper, today?" he asked, gripping an apple in hand and turning it slightly before giving it a shake and a small laugh that was half forced.

@Lightning@LadyinInk@WhiteMoths

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@Lord Orgasmo

Luci uses Latin because that's what he was taught to read along with 'common' (English in our case) for the sake of the beaten-to-hell bible he learned from.
Because a drifting priest threw it at him in self defense and Luci wanted to be nice and return it. (in the CS, kinda)

I try not to use 'made up' languages because anyone with the patience to enter text into google translate should be rewarded.
:P

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@Lord Orgasmo
I would suppose its based on the lineage and caste. Lessers having a simple understanding like animalistic grunts and verbal mannerisms while greaters could have anything from a specific language, a shapeless language that can only be spoken with a forked or >two tongues, or even telepathy.

I'm not a gm, but everything I've said about demons and such so far is just my barest understanding of para-dimensional zoology.
Until I'm corrected by a gm, I'll just be a self-righteous jerk as assume I'm right.
>_>

Sorry in advance.
My CS was accepted, so at the very least, there is a link between Latin and demonic script. In some way, there might technically be a language for demons. Though humanity has separate languages, so who could possibly tell what dialects and branching languages demons have.

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Company left, leaving his escort and the person who had been identified as 'Eden' alone at the table with him. Luciel had taken the restrictions of the scene to gnaw off the bottom nubs of the ripe red apple, though the words from Brielle stopped him in the motion. Teeth clicked together through the skin of the apple as he lifted his head enough to look to Eden with pupils slit like a cat's, a tenseness around the brows that looked like worry and shock. A small narrowing took hold, the disappointment bubbling back to the surface, but a response came to clarify Brielle's claim further as skin pulled away to unsheathe the sadistic maw forever grown to grin. A tiny pop sounded as Luciel's mouth widened to slice off a good two-thirds of the remaining apple with core and all. A few gnashing chomps obliterated the apple before catching the rest and pulling the stem off before the fruit met the same fate. Gorily macerating the mouthful, Luciel lifted a hand to tactfully obscure the sight after he felt the point was made, gently setting the stem back onto the plate and prying off a small section from the ham.

Swallowing hard, the beast managed the fruit down with ease. "Luci-el," he started, lifting his other hand to inhale the meat and cover the scene with his other hand in the process as he ate. His comment was aimed to correct how she had pronounced his name, though he figured it mattered little based on how she seemed to be bursting for opportunities to harmfully name him. "I owe Miss Brielle my best behavior for saving me" Luciel explained, before elaborating on the claim "Guards at the gate sought to rob me...again..."
True, this was not his first trip to the town, but only his first where he made it past the outskirts. Derrick had pinned the halfbreed as easy picking, and Luciel's subjective nature brought him to beg for mercy and forgiveness rather than give the human monster what he really wanted.

...And so he was occasionally robbed out of spite.
The only difference was that Brielle was there and had the authority to tell Derrick 'no'...this time.
Regardless of if she even cared, it was still among the most significant acts of kindness that Luciel had ever received from humans, and he was loathe to forget it.

"I will be of no trouble. A tool can wait...if you would allow my audience" Luciel continued after a palpable moment, shifting the sacks of produce on his shoulders to discretely devour the rest of the slice of ham. Again, both hands covered the mess which a forked tongue flicked through the fingers off to lap up the spiced juices of the decadent mean.
The muffin was something he could take with him and savor, especially the cute use of berries suspended within the pastry which he loved so very very much by the scent, alone.

@LadyinInk@WhiteMoths

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@Lord Orgasmo

Ya being creeps.
Mad spookz. I see you, but Idk what to do. >_<;

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@GoodLuckTuck
A fair point. Its understandable, just that the hearts of humans and their distinct scents is one thing that would be easy to overlook if one was a bit off. However, a demon is something different. It can be excused as terror and overlooking Luci because he smells enough like a human for it to not matter enough to be worth noting.

*Throws coins in the 'uses the same word in a sentence twice' jar*

@Ktyhrea
I cleared it up? I just now understood your question because I wasn't thinking. Just got off work. x_x;
Although...I guess I probably ended up needlessly explaining it twice. ^^;

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@Ktyhrea

My understanding is that demons take a good number of forms. A fiend is a type of demon that's just a mess of predatory animals and all of their bloodlust, in short. Fiends are huge and hulking, but Luci is a halfbreed and the hood is to disguise his own antlers...and the slit pupils. Keeping his mouth mostly shut hides the row of vicious fangs and forked tongue...its in my cs. x_x

And yeh, it probably is a little hot under the bear cloak.

Living in the wilds and knowing demons when he sees or smells them, Adam is interesting in that he doesn't smell like a human. As stated in the post, he doesn't see it as any of his concern, even if he knew what it meant. Luci has no clue who anyone even is. Probably shouldn't say anything about a 'hunch' about someone with friends in a human community. xD
Adam was apparently threatened by Luci's mild curiosity and can't smell mutt blood in a crowd of humans. Maybe hes not that kind of demon? idk.

Edit: So much for not coming off self-centered... >_<;

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Oops for double post.

The joke about the disguise is this 'bear' hood also has antlers draped with strips of cloth painted with various prayers and symbols.
Its a disguise meaning to look like hes wearing the pelt of a fiend instead of being an obvious fiend-mutt.

nvm.
You crazy kids have fun.