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( if he knew that, he would probably understand. one of his best traits is being comprehensive, usually theo avoids trouble which is why he was so hesitant towards her, but he’s sure that she didn’t deserve half of the things that were done to her that caused her to act this way. ) “i — uh, don’t really drink alcoholic beverages. though, i do not mind keeping you company. — if you want, of course.”
( Tell her that she doesn't deserve what happened to her, and you would more than likely become her new best friend. She's may be a demon, but that was never her choice; she isn't as bad as everyone else keeps making her out to be. Venomous tongue, mostly. ) "How do you --- not drink?I Is that even a thing people do these days? But, whatever, I'd rather not be alone right now -- I'm Lilith, by the way. And you must be ... Theo."
"Y-You’d probably get frustrated. Taking me places I’ve never heard of, I mean. I—.. I don’t want to be powerful, th-thank you. A-Able to defend myself, yes. But no—-… not powerful.”
"No. I won't accept that. Everyone wants to be powerful. Wouldn't you like to be able to crush all of those who have done you wrong; destroy them with your own, bare hands?"
( he doesn’t think badly of her, theo is aware that even if he has an extremely tough outside he is an easy target to attack but perhaps this girl was exactly the same. ) ”uh — i’m really not that stupid, i’m aware i look like it but yeah. thanks for the offer really, but i don’t think i’ll need any more help.”
( A tough exterior, but if only to hide the ugliness inside. Not very many good memories for her to hold on to, mostly bitter disappointment and all the people she once loved betraying her. ) "I think I remember someone saying something about letting me eat strawberries of that washboard of yours. What do you say, hot shot, let me buy you a drink?"
“I d-don’t get pushed around so much i-in this vessel but yeah—… I g-guess so. W—-ait, how… how d’you know my name, Miss? I’m sorry I—… I can’t quite place you.”
"Lilith -- but you may call me Lily if you wish. I know quite a lot about you, to be honest with you. You and are have many things in common with one another; I could show you a world you didn't even know existed. I could teach you how to be powerful."
He’s not afraid of the tiny, loud thing. Sure, she could pounce on him like some fuzzy ball of fur kitten but that’s the least of his worries. He just knows he has to get far away from here because——…oops, he’s pretty much lit a torch to show Beelzebub where he was. Yeah, he’d rather leave but now things are just getting weird. He’ll start to inch away, rubbing the back of his neck. “No, I’m not Nero. I’m Xaphan. How do you know Nero?” Now he can feel the jealousy tightening in his chest.
Xaphan -- what in the fuck is a Xaphan? And why does he reek so strongly of her brother? Whatever the answer is, she's not at all impressed -- one will find that Claudia has an intense possessiveness over Nero, even if she did want to see him suffer. Eyes narrow towards the other slightly and she'll push her shoulders back, making herself taller. "Nero is my brother --- my brother. Why do you --- smell like him?" she'll give a little sniff mid sentence, wrinkling her nose as she does so. He's not the only one getting jealous, it seems.
Pledged Prelude Mun Intro;
Introduce the mun!
BASIC:
Name / Alias: Chrissie Age: 19 oh shit i'm nearly 20 Gender: female Sexuality: i love to love.
FAVORITE:
Movie: The Lion King TV Show: Tie between Workaholics and Teen Wolf. Oh and always Supernatural. Book: Shiiiit. Harry Potter series & Eragon series I'd say. Writing style: hella shit Video Game: Fallout: NV Animal: Turtles. Color: purple Food / Drink: lasagne & mountain dew is the best soda ever made.
HOW MANY:
Siblings: 7 half and 1 step. Pets: none >:
Piercings / Tattoos: One on my wrist, one on my hip / industrial, ears. Blogs: contritisunt | burningdownrome | infernusetos | h4llpass OCs: A million.
( and cue a faint blush tainting tan cheeks towards the girl’s first statement. — though, the following ones can’t help but leave him a bit offended. he wasn’t expecting her to be this blunt. ) “o — oh.. —— okay. that explains a lot. thanks, i guess…?”
( Very few people leave Lilith's presence not feeling offended. Wouldn't take it too personally, she's nothing more than a bitter old hag with too many opinions. Or so they keep telling her. ) "Not a problem, it was honestly my pleasure. Anything else weighing you down in that big, ape-melon of yours, hm? I'd be more than happy to give some more of my advice."
Oh, shit. He forgot about the screaming bit! He should have high tailed it out of there once she saw her but no he had to be a little shit and start something. His tail shoots straight outward the hair sticking up as he covered his ears. “Shit!” He’ll pull his hands from his ears once she stops and actually speaks. “Everyone dies eventually, I’m just quickening the process.”
Anger boils underneath her skin, mainly because she feels as if she's standing opposite her brother, having yet another argument about the balance of life and death. Tiny hands curl into fists and she'll look as if she's about to pounce right on him, eyes narrowed. "You are not a God, you have no right to mess the the hands of fate." A step closer is taken, before she suddenly jumps back -- she could of sworn he smelled like her brother. "N----Nero? Is that you? Are you playing some sick trick on me again?!"
“do you think i look stupid?” ( he’s asking this because a lot of people are taking him for a muscled dumbass because of this vessel. )
"I would eat strawberries off those abs, it's as if your muscles are showing through that shirt. In other words -- yes, you look like a moronic high school student who's about to chug beer and make inappropriate life choices. Very stupid." ( Yes, she's always this brutally honest. )