What an interesting place this was. The city of Atlanta, so full of culture, so full of life...
So absolutely boring.
Damien scowled as he watched the bustling city from his high perch within the forest, looking down on the people who traversed the man-created colony. His eyes, blood red and giving off a strange luminosity, narrowed considerably the longer he watched. He despised these creatures, these creations of God. The only reason he was close to being in their presence was simply because he was told to by the leader of his branch in the hierarchy.
He was made to look for and obtain certain relics, pieces to an even bigger puzzle that could aide him and his army in their current battle. He already knew the location of three relics and was on the move to obtaining the first one. Luck, unfortunately, was not on his side.
He felt their presence before he saw them, the group of Angels moving through the forest and heading straight for the city. So, they were on the hunt, as well, hm?
Damien scowled as he waved his hand up, a dust of black smoke twirling from his fingertips and spiraling down until three hell spawn were formed, their copper eyes as large as their teeth and claws. He looked to one of the demons and glanced at the still-moving group.
"Attack," was the simple command given, and the demon ran forward quickly, screeching in delight. Damien looked to the other two hell spawn and ordered them to flank the other's attack for maximum surprise. He watched from his high perch in the trees, hidden by the shadows, gauging the reactions of the enemy.
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Boredom is Key to everybody's insanity...So RP with me? :)
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I'd be very interested to rp with you! Perhaps something with Angels and/or Demons?
Booker was right; there was something all too surreal about the night, how peaceful it made everything. Maybe it was because it was truly a time of relaxation, a time when the mind as well as the body was able to rest from the day's activities to begin again the next morning. It was the natural rhythm of things.
All too soon, the car came to a stop, and Reyna followed Booker's lead of getting out of the car. Reyna eyed the building for a long moment, seeing the multiple windows along the front, some lit up and some as dark as the night.
"This...is your home?" she asked curiously, a bit confused. Though she had the knowledge for certain things, there was much she still didn't know about the world she was now a part of, and it was all because of her partial connection to Booker. Her basic knowledge was of things that he knew, but because she was not yet a complete human being...she was lacking in some aspects.
As she continued to look over the space, her eyes suddenly caught movement to the side of the building. A white cat was there, moving about slowly before pausing and carefully looking over the area. Reyna had somehow inadvertently caught the creature's attention, both being caught in an eye-lock for a good ten seconds. Then, as if whatever interest had disappeared suddenly, the cat ran off, disappearing into the night. How peculiar.
All too soon, the car came to a stop, and Reyna followed Booker's lead of getting out of the car. Reyna eyed the building for a long moment, seeing the multiple windows along the front, some lit up and some as dark as the night.
"This...is your home?" she asked curiously, a bit confused. Though she had the knowledge for certain things, there was much she still didn't know about the world she was now a part of, and it was all because of her partial connection to Booker. Her basic knowledge was of things that he knew, but because she was not yet a complete human being...she was lacking in some aspects.
As she continued to look over the space, her eyes suddenly caught movement to the side of the building. A white cat was there, moving about slowly before pausing and carefully looking over the area. Reyna had somehow inadvertently caught the creature's attention, both being caught in an eye-lock for a good ten seconds. Then, as if whatever interest had disappeared suddenly, the cat ran off, disappearing into the night. How peculiar.
Reyna was happy to listen to Booker as he talked about the city of Lenton. She had never been in a city before (she had never been anywhere before, really) and she was fascinated by the things she was being told. Whatever these lores and traditions were, she was quite interested in them.
She continued to listen intently the whole walk until they came to the edge of the forest where Booker's car was parked. Though Reyna had never seen a car before and, by that fact alone, shouldn't even know what they were, she somehow knew what her eyes were looking at. It was just basic knowledge, like knowing it was a car, that it was a faster means of travel and took fuel to power it. It was this same basic, almost instinctual knowledge that had her buckling her seatbelt when she entered the passenger side.
As Booker drove, bright blue eyes found beauty in the night sky, now having a completely clear view of the moon and the plethora of stars littering the dark expanse. It was simply stunning, and it eased her mind in ways she couldn't explain. The city of Lenton also had its own beauty, the night life and lights doing little to block out the sky's own luster. Her eyes were shining with delight at everything she saw.
She looked to Booker with a bright smile.
"Everything's so lovely here."
She continued to listen intently the whole walk until they came to the edge of the forest where Booker's car was parked. Though Reyna had never seen a car before and, by that fact alone, shouldn't even know what they were, she somehow knew what her eyes were looking at. It was just basic knowledge, like knowing it was a car, that it was a faster means of travel and took fuel to power it. It was this same basic, almost instinctual knowledge that had her buckling her seatbelt when she entered the passenger side.
As Booker drove, bright blue eyes found beauty in the night sky, now having a completely clear view of the moon and the plethora of stars littering the dark expanse. It was simply stunning, and it eased her mind in ways she couldn't explain. The city of Lenton also had its own beauty, the night life and lights doing little to block out the sky's own luster. Her eyes were shining with delight at everything she saw.
She looked to Booker with a bright smile.
"Everything's so lovely here."
Reyna watched with curious eyes as Booker made to remove his jacket before handing it off to her. She gingerly took the article of clothing and put it on opposite of how he took it off, surprised at the instant warmth that made contact with her skin. It felt much better than the cool night air, and the small gusts wouldn't be able to penetrate through the slightly thicker fabric.
She was then being beckoned to follow after him with the promise of somewhere to stay, and she was prompt to follow. The forest was nice, but Reyna was sure it was no place to sleep for the night. Besides, she trusted Booker. It was in her blood to do so.
As they made their way through the thick fog, Reyna made sure to keep close, maybe closer than was necessary, to Booker so as not to lose sight of him. She could feel as if there was something watching her from all around, and though she wasn't afraid, she still found it eery. She could even just barely see what looked like little blobs of mist floating around, though she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination and decided not to point it out.
"What is Lenton like?" She asked as way of conversation, unsure how far out they were from the car.
She was then being beckoned to follow after him with the promise of somewhere to stay, and she was prompt to follow. The forest was nice, but Reyna was sure it was no place to sleep for the night. Besides, she trusted Booker. It was in her blood to do so.
As they made their way through the thick fog, Reyna made sure to keep close, maybe closer than was necessary, to Booker so as not to lose sight of him. She could feel as if there was something watching her from all around, and though she wasn't afraid, she still found it eery. She could even just barely see what looked like little blobs of mist floating around, though she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination and decided not to point it out.
"What is Lenton like?" She asked as way of conversation, unsure how far out they were from the car.
His name was Booker, so he said, and it fit him nicely. She liked his name.
Reyna found she was disappointed when he let go of her hand, though she easily brushed it aside in favor of following the trail of silvery veins going up her arm with her eyes. She reached over and touched one gently, trailing the length of her arm until she could no longer see it. Did the marks cover her entire body?
"I'm different from you," she stated rather than questioned, easily able to tell that they were both completely different despite both being human. She had no idea of her beginning, that she was an incomplete Soul Star with a semi-bond she had attempted to create with Booker. She had no idea that her complete existence depended on him. The problem was, neither did he.
She shivered with yet another gust of wind, this time wrapping her arms around herself to keep in what warmth she had.
"It's so chilly out here. Is there anywhere in Lenton that's more comfortable?"
Reyna found she was disappointed when he let go of her hand, though she easily brushed it aside in favor of following the trail of silvery veins going up her arm with her eyes. She reached over and touched one gently, trailing the length of her arm until she could no longer see it. Did the marks cover her entire body?
"I'm different from you," she stated rather than questioned, easily able to tell that they were both completely different despite both being human. She had no idea of her beginning, that she was an incomplete Soul Star with a semi-bond she had attempted to create with Booker. She had no idea that her complete existence depended on him. The problem was, neither did he.
She shivered with yet another gust of wind, this time wrapping her arms around herself to keep in what warmth she had.
"It's so chilly out here. Is there anywhere in Lenton that's more comfortable?"
I have too, don't worry. But I've learned from it.
Goodness, no! If ever that time came around, I would be sure to tell you. It would be rude not to, but I know it happens often.
The woman watched as the man before her took a small step forward, noticed the hesitation in his movements before he spoke. Ah, so this was a forest, outside some sort of town, no less. In all honestly, she wasn't sure where she expected to be, but the information was still surprising.
He was smiling now, a small smile that was light on his face and somewhat inviting. He held out his hand between them and extended toward her. He also spoke again, inquiring about her lack of memory. She ignored the question for now, instead focusedbon his outstretched hand. She understood the gesture well enough and moved slowly forward on her own accord, watching for any sign of unease from the man.
When she was standing just before him, she reached out her own hand and placed it against his, palm to palm. She looked down at their contrasting skin tones and found herself curiously turning his hand over to find that he had no markings as she did. Did that make him different than her, or was it the other way around?
"I don't know if there was anything to remember," she said lightly as she looked up at the man a moment, studying his features now that she was much closer. Her eyes widened a moment as a name suddenly crossed her mind, the syllables sounding in her mind as if it were something she had known this whole time.
"Reyna. My name...my name is Reyna."
He was smiling now, a small smile that was light on his face and somewhat inviting. He held out his hand between them and extended toward her. He also spoke again, inquiring about her lack of memory. She ignored the question for now, instead focusedbon his outstretched hand. She understood the gesture well enough and moved slowly forward on her own accord, watching for any sign of unease from the man.
When she was standing just before him, she reached out her own hand and placed it against his, palm to palm. She looked down at their contrasting skin tones and found herself curiously turning his hand over to find that he had no markings as she did. Did that make him different than her, or was it the other way around?
"I don't know if there was anything to remember," she said lightly as she looked up at the man a moment, studying his features now that she was much closer. Her eyes widened a moment as a name suddenly crossed her mind, the syllables sounding in her mind as if it were something she had known this whole time.
"Reyna. My name...my name is Reyna."
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