❛ WELL , AT FIRST THEY FLIRT , because they want some action later in their bedrooms ❜ she smirked , leaning her head back a little to look at the man . grabbing a glass she downed her drink and ordered another .
‘ LUCKY FOR YOU, i’m not like MOST people. ’ even if he was, ky’lar DOUBTED that he would actually admit to it. many just wanted some quick action, but he DIDN’T. at least not in the way most would go for it, ‘ nor, do i EVER wish to be. ’
“i would have thought that you missed me or are we no longer on speaking terms anymore?” honestly, it didn’t matter to ky, but he was at least being as decent as he could be.
『 ♔ 』ᶜᵃᶰᶦᶰᵉ ᵏᶦᶰᵍ⋅ his wall eyes brim with hate, anger. what a filthy degenerate. tassos has dreamed of his demise, a half breed with the nerve to plot against their king?! vile. abhorrent. he had only heard rumours, but rumours were enough. luckily he has just fed, the mangled corpse of a low life demon lay at his feet. well. pieces of it.
❛ talk quickly, fools prince. ❜ he s e e t h e s, ❛ lest i unspool your guts and wring your blood out o’er the guests at my next soiree, i assure you i would find that far more enjoyable than your company. ❜ lucifer had forbade him from killing the other, though it itched at him. the thought of it made his ears hot, arousal lingering inside of him.
❛ what do you want? ❜ he repeats, more urgently. he is a man of little patience when it comes to those he has a certain … distaste for. ❛ it better be bloody important. you interrupted my meal. ❜ his voice is a snarl, guttural, spoken around a lit cigarette doused in black blood.
❛ i don’t even enjoy my own company. ❜ he said in return, not even caring to respond to the threat as it simply wasn’t worth it. maybe it would have been if his own plans had worked out better, but then again, there was doubt. not just due to his own mistakes, but rather, his personal, and of course, family history.
suffice to say, he already was figuring out that the most he would get was a cell one day, and that was if he didn’t play his hand just right. a reason to why he usually stayed away from most of his own ‘ kind . ’ as half-demon or otherwise, ky would always side with demons…. even if it wasn’t the best idea.
❛ not that it matters too much these days, ❜ he slipped his hands into his pockets of his jacket ❛ either way, it if wasn’t important, i wouldn’t be here, and you would finish your meal with out my interruption. ❜ he said simply as a matter of fact more than anything else.
“Well, “ he said, “I might have to take you somewhere if we get time. it’s not the best place i’ve been, but they have have exquisite weapons.” It was a simple offhanded comment, one that he would have kept to himself if it was anyone else, but Colleen, ( for better or ill ) was someone that he trusted enough to not be worried around.
“Either way, i’ll be here a while, and maybe you can learn a few things from me.” a slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments, “truth be told, this would have come in handy a few years back…just saying,”
“it doesn’t matter if you can or can’t. i tell you what to do and you do it, understand?” granted, he was being a bit harsher than he needed to be, but at the same time… he just didn’t care.
It’s a fairly small town, well, VERY small, to tell the truth. So of course the male before him is causing a lot of curiosity & hubbub with the townsfolk. “Uh..” He nervously clears his throat; despite his position, nervousness still very much occurs. “Hello, sir!! I’m D.C Bill Wong.” He introduces, flashing a friendly smile at them.
obviously he was bored; small towns were his preference as they were easy to control after a while. make yourself known, blend in, and eventually… everything comes your way. of course, usually, he knew more about the town, and the people. this time, he didn’t — a reason to why he was failing the challenge that was ultimately before him, “uh-huh.” ky’lar paused, “do you need something?”
Hands DELICATELY tend to the roses, making sure that each one is growing as it should— this is perhaps his favourite place to be, his rooftop garden. It’s awfully serene up here, he could spend all of his time just here, alas, he has a company to run ( not to mention Hell to be concerned with ). The other’s presence doesn’t go unnoticed, yet, Lucifer doesn’t turn to face them. “I hope this is important. You’re interrupting upon my personal time.” The archangel states nonchalantly.
if he could think over his plan again, he would have chosen against this idea, but what other choice did he have? it wasn’t just like he could go around in circles trying to find an answer that would lead him straight back to coming here. a reason to why he had to be careful ( not just with his words, but with his actions as well ) around the other, “not everyone is as… privileged to have such time.” he mused out, “ and it is… important.” or rather, ky’lar thought it was important.
there was no doubt about it that ky’s mouth should have stayed shut; going down this route wasn’t going to turn out well for him. true, he betrayed people all the time, but they were usually dead after the fact. a reason to why he was hoping that things wouldn’t go that far — at least he hoped as much, “… is that really what you think of me? we had a deal. i won’t break it simply for a better opportunity down the line.”
Eddie let out a deep and gut filled laugh that only slightly had a twinge of fear. The drinks she’d been downing for the past hour were making the world spin and her mind to remain fuzzy. Excessively fuzzy. So fuzzy that she wasn’t paying attention to the obviously terrifying image he just put out there.
“Of coooooooourse I would! You like scareding me and causing me pain. IIIIIIf I didn’t scream I’d be boring and you’d just be gone away! Bye-bye! W-Wait what would I find? Like….like gold or something??”
Rolling her eyes and almost falling over with the action, Eddie decided it was best to sit down. Still laughing a little she stumbled towards a chair, falling half way there and deciding to simply lie on the floor till it went away, laughing.
“I-I don’t think I like being drunk. The world keeps moving aaaaaaaaaaaand I don’t think that’s a good thing. Is that a good thing?“
She muttered, her speech slurring dangerously as she sat up long enough to finish her cup, letting it clank on the floor as she laid back down and stared up at the ceiling.
ky had tried to ignore her presence at first; it was aggravating that someone wanted to stick around him for longer than a few moments. not to mention that she wouldn’t leave. it was… amusing at first, but now… he just wanted her gone.
that was it, he wanted her either dead or… worse. either way, he wasn’t in the mood for talking too much as he leaned his head back with a grunt, “you haven’t been drunk many times, have you?” it was a question that he didn’t expect an answer for as a deep sigh escaped his lips, “do what you need to. i can’t… i can’t get drunk unless i drink enough to make most people pass out.” not to mention his moods shifted majorly when he drank, but that was besides the point.
“just… get some sleep.” it was a polite way of saying that he wanted her to be silent, but all the same… he was at least trying to be decent.
a hand is placed on the other’s shoulders, a small worried glance being thrown at the demon out of the corner of dean’s eyes. while dealing with these particular hoarders wasn’t the winchester’s idea of fun, he wanted the spell book that they had. unfortunately, that meant playing nice until they could get their hands on the physical, unlocked copy. “ hey, calm down, okay? they’re a fucking kook, yeah, but right now they have what we want. i don’t want a grimoire that I can’t read because it wasn’t transferred to us properly. ”
he knew this was going to be risky. ky’lar would have enjoyed ripping everyone apart… rather than actually playing ‘nice’. not that it mattered too much now, he could keep himself under control, he had done it before, but it didn’t mean that the demon enjoyed it. even as dean’s hand was there to comfort him… it didn’t do much other than remind him of the situation they both were in, “i’m fine.” it was a full out lie, but one that he would stick to for the moment, “once it’s transferred to us…” his tone darkened as well as changed to just a whisper, “… i’ll take care of the lose ends.”
Hellfirebound 