That was the final spark that sent the huntress up in flames. Like a goddamn reflex, she had grabbed the demon roughly, shoving him back into her already  defaced truck. Somehow in the process too, a shiny blade was held nice and tight up to his throat. 

Do I need to repeat myself?”

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there was only a few times he was taken off guard like this; either when it was a decent hunter or… when he was simply playing around. either way, he knew that hunters – good ones at least -were… unpredictable. especially… one’s that could pick a demon out in a crowd.

 a prime reason to why a slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments. usually, blades didn’t to much, but ky still didn’t want to deal with having to find another vessel. especially… when he enjoyed this one so much, “you really know how to show a guy a good time, don’t ya?”

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