Nighttime

"...Am I... dreaming...again?"

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“No.” And like that, he handed it to her. He hoped it would do her well like it has for him over the centuries but he was sure it could. If it survived like that, it could surely survive her flames. “Just remember to give it back to me when you can.”

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“Good.”

-☆- Immediately, she swung the coat over thin shoulders, nearly vanishing in folds of fabric as she got herself situated. Nestling in, her pigtails bobbed as she shuffled around, fiddling with a lamp until it came on, Willow wincing. 

“I hate fake light, but it’s worse when it’s dark, Charlie comes out then. I wonder if she’s here. I hope not. Go ahead and sit, though, I’ll find something we can eat.”

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He hides a ghost of a laugh as the coat eats her up and he continues to watch over her. He nods and keeps at a note at Charlie as he goes to sit down. There really isn't anywhere suitable to sit though so he decides to sit on the floor with his legs crossed.

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He sees how cold she is and he decides to take off his fur coat. As it’s black, it’s meant to absorb as much heat as it can so it would work but he knows how the other might be hesitant. 

“Do you want to borrow my coat? I’m fine without it.”

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-☆- The concept of borrowing things was a bit of a wild thought, and really, she stared with wide eyes, face frozen in shock. A question forms, but does not come, a brittle hand reaching out to accept it with a nervous nod. 

“Am I going to owe you for it?”

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"No." And like that, he handed it to her. He hoped it would do her well like it has for him over the centuries but he was sure it could. If it survived like that, it could surely survive her flames. "Just remember to give it back to me when you can."

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“Because, I had an alchemy engine, a shadow manipulator. You should have seen the stone walls, and the traps. I could make anything.”

-☆- She smiled a tad, shivering at how cold the shack felt. It wasn’t nice, she hated the place, really. 

“I had things to talk to, and it was warm.”

[destructionofblack]

He sees how cold she is and he decides to take off his fur coat. As it’s black, it’s meant to absorb as much heat as it can so it would work but he knows how the other might be hesitant. 

“Do you want to borrow my coat? I’m fine without it.”

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-☆- She looked slightly suspicious, but not annoyed, chewing on her lower lip with a hint of worry. A few small pauses, and Willow pointed into her little home, looking rather expectant. 

“Come on in then. There’s some stuff, but it’s pretty dull, not as swanky s my old camp, that’s for sure. “

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He was always a devil who could wait so he did. He kept silent and when he heard the agreement, he walked in to look around. 

“How was your old camp swanky?” He hid the fact that he didn’t know what swanky even meant and 

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-☆- She froze for a moment, staring with eyes that gleamed on the half light of the fire. The musty walls and soggy ceiling made her grimace, nearly toppling into the fire.

“What exactly can be done? I can’t help that it’s old and disgusting.”

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“Maybe but I can see if I can move some things so it’s more comfortable..” 

What could be done? Nothing, for sure but you never knew until you tried it out. He just continued staring at the poor building and made plans in his head of what could be done.

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Raspbel could only  feel the cold touch of his hand on her shoulder, but there seems to be a calming resonance about the one who came to her. His familiarity with the demon, her acknowledgement of her name, these things only brought her to one conclusion. She turned to face the other demon, and her suspicions were all cleared.

“Kcalb…? Since when did you get to the city!?”

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His shoulders relaxed and it took control to not hug her at the sight of her presence reminding him of home. He let go and let out a rare smile as he took a second look at her again. He was sure she was alright but it was always nice to check.

“A month or two ago. I was placed here at the same time as Etihw but she’s... been exploring. I got lost.”

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     The devil made it a habit to not get caught in the crowd of people. unfortunately for today, a bump and a crash forced him into one. He was led to somewhere he wasn’t sure of and then found himself in a train. The crowd was too thick and when he could move out, he wasn’t sure if it was still the same place. It was then that he saw someone familiar. His steps became faster and he had to make himself slow down as he caught up to her. He hesitated in fear of it being the wrong person but he just had a feeling that it wasn’t.  

“Excuse me? Are you... Raspbel?”

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How does he normally solve problems?

Kcalb will mull over it. He sees the big picture and can tell what is needed, what can be used, etc. He’s a great strategist basically which is why he could have won the Great War back at his universe. He knows what demon can be used for what role and what powers they have to where he can use them. If he sees signs of something bad happening on the other side, he will tend to follow his intuition and fall back. Usually though, he’s quiet. He thinks about it and leaves it to himself to think of an answer. Once he figures it out, he talks about it to see if it’s right and then after, say that it is his answer.

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15 and 17!

15. One thing that draws you to a character to want to roleplay them?

Well, his personality was what pulled me to the character! He’s scary and he’s oh so frightening but even though he’s basically Satan in his own world, he’s actually very cute and blushes easily and even likes sweets? Hell, he almost went into war again because God was about to eat his sweet. Just how silly he is brightens up my day and who knows when I need that so I decided to try! Also, he’s a good contrast with this other character I roleplay which is Sal from Wadanohara. 

17. A character trait you think is overused?

Overused? I’m not... really sure. Hm, I imagine it being Kcalb being head over heels with God because wow, that’s fucking cute. People probably want to talk and talk all about it and bring it up everywhere but I think it just happens when God is doing their own teasing thing??? Either way, not really sure so there’s that! Also, thank you for asking!! I didn’t think i’d get an ask honestly for that

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-✫- It was never long until those flames came back. If you watched, when the warmth vanished, her fingers quivered, thumb running over the paddle on her lighter, eyes flickering about for a source of light. Finding none, it took an instant for a little flame to come from the lighter. Hello, old friend .

“It loves me, and I love it. We have each other.” 

-✫- Idly, her tongue drew over her lips, and after a moment, she held the lighter to the tip, giggling softly at the sensation. Like a feather. Finally though, she simply lit the arm of her shirt ablaze, turning off the lighter and smoothly hiding it in a pocket. 

-✫- It was like having her hand held. God, she felt much younger than she was. Though, that place did it to you.

“Of course I’m not weak— I’ve died and risen in the same hour. It just takes planning. What is there to worry over?” 

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He always watched. He didn’t know when he stopped watching or what he stopped paying close attention to except for the eyes. Eyes made him scared, made him frightened. So when he saw movement, he focused on that and watched as she set herself on fire again. 

There was no need for gasoline. No need for worries. He got used to it now and welcomed it. The smile he had before will probably never come back again but he watched the flames as she talked. 

“Flames can’t talk back.” 

It was blunt, it was harsh yet it was true. He wanted to keep her company because he knew social interaction can help with any sentient being. It’s how everyone learned what to do, what to say... It was the norm. For someone who wasn’t used to it, it would take time but the Devil had time. He always did when it came to this. 

“Do you live in a shack or in a room?”

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For the purpose of character-building, feel free to send an ask regarding anything you would like to know about my character.

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Get inside the Mun's head: Uncertainty Edition

1. A headcanon you're not sure of yet.

2. A question you're surprised no one has asked.

3. A favorite picture of your muse. And explain why.

4. A favorite picture of your muse's face claim BUT that you don't think actually matches your character too well. And explain why.

5. Gifs or icons and why?

6. Top 3 favorite fonts for Photoshops?

7. Formatting or no and why?

8. Sidebar themes, yes or no?

9. Themes where the scrolling part is a center rectangle and there's a still picture outside. Yes or no and why?

10. One bad part of writing in general?

11. One bad part of writing alone?

12. One bad part of writing with others (roleplaying)?

13. Something you don't think you're good at writing and why.

14. How do you keep your blog organized?

15. One thing that draws you to a character to want to roleplay them?

16. One thing that draws you to a character to make you want to roleplay WITH them (as your partner's character)?

17. A character trait you think is overused?

18. A character trait you don't see often that your muse has.

19. A character trait you don't see often that your muse does NOT have and why.

20. Something your character doesn't know but you do and how this effects how you roleplay them.

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-✫-  The flames lapped and licked at her face in a fashion that reminded her of Chester, and she smiled in spite of herself. They grew like a protective mother, encircling and embracing a small form with haggard eyes that stared millenniums into some future she wouldn’t tell you about. Or couldn’t, for that matter. Willow did always like secrets. 

-✫- The tendrils were soon dispersing from her eyes, the faint scent of smoke lingering against the earth, and embers scattered atop dark hair like stars of some hell sky. A galaxy that lived in the coils of ebony, still in twin-tails and tied off with a ribbon, no bows. 

“I love fire. And it loves me. But, I live alone, like always. But, I have a house this time, without pig in it. I don’t know if I like that— but it is, too dark. I don’t like the dark.” 

-✫-  Her voice wavered up and down, before she curled her toes in her battered shoes, thinking back to where she’d been sleeping. Too many noises that reminded her of the fires that erupted under her feet- those were beautiful, but what caused them was a horror she had no wish to relive, any time soon, for that matter. 

“Why though? Why’s that so important to you?” 

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No. 

Don’t get rid of the flames. 

He was used to darkness, yes he was but flames was what called out for him. Flames of destruction, flames of destruction, flames of warmth. Bring them back. His eyes told what his mind thought before he blinked and it disappeared. What replaced them was black irises staring at the girl’s feet, seeing the smoke. 

“I can tell it does. If something loves you, it will try its best never to harm you.”

Ah, that same old fear he once had. She was just a child after all... 

A human child. 

A weak child. 

                                                         An incredible child. 

He didn’t want to leave her alone like that. He knew what it was like to be like that.  

“I was wondering if you want company. I...." A quick pause. How could he say this? “I enjoy your company.  I want to make sure that... I’m not saying that I think you’re weak. But now that I talked to you, i’m worried.“

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The feeling of the lips were only there for a few seconds— possibly less, before they let out a big smile and wrapped their arms around the taller demon.

“Adorable!”

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His hands uncovered his face and he let out a pout as soon after, he was trapped in a hug. He had to admit, it felt warm and nice like a nice fire after being out the cold day but he could... never in his entire life say that. Never, not at all. If he did, he could easily imagine himself running away afterwards at how bold it was.

“It was a substitute for the chocolate’s a-and i’m not... “ 

You are. 

You are adorable. 

Why can’t he-- too soon, Kcalb, too soon. 

He hid what he thought and waited a few seconds before he moved. He decided to hug the other back and stayed like that. He stayed in that comforting, warm, nostalgic hug for a solid minute before he lifted her up and spun her around. 

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-✫- Her eyes never did subside, though they flickered with increasing intensity in a sort that never fell back below what the original had been. A small quiver of a smile edged into her lips, though she didn’t know if it was right to let it flood forth. 

“Pleasure. And no— I’m, an unusual case. What’s it to you?” 

-✫- Challenging quietly, her arms crossed, body stretching until she felt taller than the trees. Another flicker of a smile, and the flames licked across her eyelids like a cat. 

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With a silent attitude, he watched as she set herself on fire. Her whole body transformed to where she could destroy everything she wanted to and like the flames, that very thought danced around his mind. It pulled at what he kept hidden and dragged it out for a dance.

Could it be said that the smile he had now was something he missed? Yes, it could. Would it be scary to most people? Why, yes it would. But this, the flames, was what enticed him to... 

Ah. No. He had to calm down. Whatever it was pulled back from the flames and went back to hide in his mind to where that smile hid along with it.

“I don’t mind fires. If it’s something that you like, I don’t mind but are you alone right now? Do you have a house?” 

It might be weird to ask after that whole event but the thought of this child being alone now... didn’t scare him, per say. But he wanted to keep a close watch on her. He didn’t want this to be the last conversation.