it hadn’t exactly turned to led, but he did make sure to hold his tongue for the moment. he’d been caught in something he couldn’t exactly get out of. so, in his mind, it was best to cut his losses, and remain silent. that way, he could attempt some sort of damage control down the line, and not lose his head in the process. “no,” he said sucking in a deep breath. a few moments later, he let it out slowly. “i just… made a mistake..”
“Well, this is the part where you had stated your price,” the witch replied, with a smirk. “Let’s be honest here: I have nothing to gain to trust.” He admitted. “And let’s not sugar coat it either: trust is something that is earned. It takes years and it takes a good amount of skill to actually earn it.” Vico sighed. “Like I said, love is a skill. So it’s trust. And neither you or me want to spend so long trying to see if we are trustworthy.” The witch shook his head. “We’re taught to never trust witches in fairytales and there are at least 32 Abrahamic parables in which a deal with your kind leads only to demise. So, why should we trust each other?” Vico stated. “This is why I told you I wanted to make this as a professional matter. An exchange,” the witch took a step closer, looking into the eyes of the demon. “You give me something, I give you something.” A pause. Vico was always praised for having huevos, that is, a bravado that came from within and it was with you ‘till the day you died. It was needed if you were a witch, persecuted and executed. “Come now. State your price.”
It was all an exchange; one that should have been easy.
Ky’s own problem was that he held onto a human idea of decency at times. More importantly, it was that very sense that made this a bit difficult. All it was was a deal – he made several of them in the past, but this one wasn’t the same was the rest. This was far more… personal. It had far more value than just a simple deal for information or extending of a life. This was… a part of him. True, it wouldn’t be much – not like he cared anyway what would happen, but there was still that lingering doubt in his mind.
He soon sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. His mind raced about what he could possibly want. Restraint was one, but he wasn’t going to do anything that could cause him to be weak – he had enough problems as it was. As much as he was powerful…Ky could find himself backed into a wall when he overstepped his boundaries. It was the reason he kept his head down these days… anything to avoid being thrown in chains for who knows how long.
“the location of a book,” his words were much cooler than expected as he bit his lower lip for a few moments. “more importantly… the means to hold my own against a much stronger demon.”
he wasn’t sure why he was at this coffee shop — didn’t know why he sat near the window, watching people pass by as he sipped idly at his latte.. he didn’t know why he was even back in this world, not really; he likely should just stay gone, giving his efforts to the other dimensions that’d see him akin to a god.. but that wasn’t him, and he has a responsibility to this world.
sipping quietly at his drink he’d sigh, completely missing the fact that there was another man there — the sorcerer being far too lost in his thoughts.
“ you look like shit. ” ky should have just kept his mouth shut and finished drinking his coffee. that was what he should have done, but it looked like today was going to be one of those days – the type where he’d get out of his comfort zone just to spite himself. either way, there was no going back now. not when he’d already crossed that threshold.
“i’d say it gets better, but truth be told? it doesn’t – need company?” a pause. “or maybe a drink… or twenty?”
"Doesn’t matter,” he said, hands running through his hair, “I thought I knew what was possible years ago.” A short-two second pause. “Now? Even the entire world dying wouldn’t surprise me – nothing ever does these days.”
Having a villain for a boyfriend would be like having a cat: he would live for snuggles, never come when you call him, have glow in the dark eyes, and leave dead bodies on your doorstep.
Hellfirebound 