unholy retribution

ho·ly ˈhōlē adjective morally and spiritually excellent un·ho·ly ənˈhōlē adjective sinful; wicked. darryll alexyis blog for elysium--rp. tracking tag: misicaelidaemon do not take icons/gif icons. fc is jensen ackles. read all pages. thank you.

[misicaelidaemon]

" Funny t’ think I’d use a cheap trick such as poison. Ya know if I wanted someone dead, I’d do the job myself. ” Oh, those were rather true words. Body cavity leaned forward atop the counter top, elbows resting on the hard wood and nails tapping on it. 

A tilt of the head ensued as his own cranium tilted back. ” ‘course my bar is popular. No Snakes are gonna keep ya away from havin’ a good time. ” Though, a smirk graced her lips at his next words, hands going to grasp his cranium as she leaned forward more. 

" Yer ‘bout addicted to this, aren’t ya? " She spoke in her heavy Yankee accent, her lips meeting his in a kiss.

Holding the kiss for a while, he broke away only for air. "Heh, who wouldn't be? Your mouth's heaven, Cres." Hopping behind the bar without an issue; he slipped downward. Sitting in front of her; her waist down and himself were unseen.

"Just go about what ya normally do, Cres." That was what he whispered; tugging down her jeans after quickly unbuttoning them. Getting them off completely, her panties were next to go.

Placing them to the side, Darryll pulled her legs apart enough to reach up, but also to keep her standing up straight. A finger lightly trailed her inner thigh, enjoying the sight of her flesh. It was a matter of time before he decided to touch her.

[misicaelidaemon]

The blonde simply averted her hues towards the male and his unfortunate subordinate. She felt that being the manager and all, she should step in yet she didn’t. After all, why ruin some quality entertainment even if it was just a simple blow to the face?

" The usual, huh? Ya always drink the same thing, princess. Scared t’ gamble? " With that, the blonde slide the bottle itself towards the male —Oh, why bother pouring it in a glass if he’s simply going to down it all eventually?

" ‘nd there it is. Enjoy yer drink. "  

Taking a long drink of it; he let out a chuckle. "Nah, I'm just afraid you'll poison it, knowing you." A wink was given, body turning to lean against the counter and survey the bar. "As usual, packed house despite the dangers. Your bar is pretty damn popular."

Not to mention that Darryll made sure the bar was well protected. By either her or some of his team members. Leaning backward, his face was presented to her upside down. "I think you forgot somethin'~"

[misicaelidaemon]

"Care to fill 'er up, princess?" Placing a flask on the counter, Darryll's fist flew into the jaw of one of his subordinates ---- once again annoying the shit out of Crescenta. "You know the usual."

A grin was given towards the girl; his body leaning on the counter. The brunet awaited for the flask to be handed back. His other subordinate, who had accompanied the one he punched, dragged the co-worker out to bring him back to the gates.

[misicaelidaemon]

⚔ "I—" Nagisa didn’t get to say much before the taller male scooped him up like he was a child. Yelping a bit and kicking his legs once or twice before relaxing, he went silent as they made a trip to the registrar office.

⚔ "Hungry…? I guess I am a bit."

"Then let's get food. You want burgers or tacos?" Grinning at the child; he took his hand and led him off again. It seems that despite his normally arrogant attitude, Darryll's soft spot for the younger and underage was rubbed off on him from Crescenta.

[misicaelidaemon]

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[misicaelidaemon]

⚔ "What? That’s not possible. I was in Japan only about… half an hour ago. I was on a train to get back home from school, but instead of the usual station, I ended up here…" he trailed off, thinking back. Now that he thought of it, no one else got off the train… Staring down at the ground, he hardly noticed when the brunet took his hand.

⚔ "… Lucky as I can get, maybe…"

"Mmm... It'll be alright. I'll set you up here, ok?" The brunet picked up the smaller; not caring how awkward it could look. Carrying him toward the registrar office; the registry took no longer than a literal two minutes.

"Are you hungry?"

[misicaelidaemon]

The food had no smell to register within her nose but it’d be rude to deny the offering. Even if she didn’t need food, she’d indulge into it. Perhaps even save some for Len to try.

Pulling the fry container out of the bag, fingers plucked them out one by one as she put them into her mouth one at a time.

" Why are the cats now walking corpses? The cats must learn their nine lives are spent. "  And she knew, somewhere in the graveyard, Len was most likely pitching a fit over the forehead kiss.

Biting into the sandwich purchased; he blinked. "Assuming you're asking why the dead are up and walking again, we're still trying to figure that out. You are right ---- they need to stay dead."

Letting out a sigh; a sipping noise indicated his drink being taken into his body. "Mmm, now ---- mind if I ask you some questions, miss?"

Meanwhile, back at the graveyard:

"I will kill that motherfucking mortal ---- Touching my girl ----"

[misicaelidaemon]

"squads..? me..? oh, i wonder why, heh." he was dragged along almost happily and he couldn’t help the near suggestive grin that made it’s way to pale lips. "i may be new but you’ve seem to have taken a liking to me being around, but that’s fine, with me at the very least."

he walked at his side, almost absentmindedly he caught himself eyeing the other from a small distance till he felt the need to zone back in to hearing his very last statement, grabbing darryll’s hand he began to march down that way, fingers lacing between and with his as they pressed against knuckles. his grip was surprisingly almost fierce as he turned to him, pushing his back against the wall. it was dark enough to conceal them both but fierce green contacts were staring into opposite hues.

"maybe i’ll join the group, i found something that interests me already and maybe, just to add icing to that cake you already built for me.." now lecherous lips trailed against opposite pairs, surely darryll could feel the smirk burning against his lips. "i’ll even buy you food, if you just lean against the wall and let me pound you into it— deal?"

"As if. I'll humor you ---- if you can top me, I'll pay for your apartment here. If you can't, you buy me food. Deal?" An arrogant smirk made its way onto his lips. Despite being seemingly straight, the brunet didn't seem to mind fucking around with another guy.

Fingers trailed the other's jaw, clenching down around his hair and giving a tug backward. Licking his neck; a smirk grew even bigger.

"Try me, big boy." Darryll laughed; sliding a hand down to rub at the other's jeans. So what if they were in an alley? The lieutenant could deal.

[misicaelidaemon]

⚔ Zombification. Elysium. Zombie Apocalypse. Well, Nagisa certainly wasn’t in Japan anymore. “Uu… If there were zombies, wouldn’t I have heard of them? I mean, even if it was in another country… I’m from Japan, you see.”

⚔ "… I suppose I have no choice, do I? I’d rather not get arrested."

"How could you be from Japan when it was completely overrun by zombies? It was the fifteenth nation to go, and the first large nation. Russia went down next ---- then America." The brunet let out a sigh; before taking the other's hand.

"You were probably really lucky."

[misicaelidaemon]

He eyed yet another stranger as he stood and spoke. A thin smile grew on his face to a larger grin, even though he did not quite listen to what the other had said. 

"No, no. Not at all." 

His expression changed to something that was perhaps a bit more difficult to read, then he stuck his hand out in front of him awkwardly. It almost seemed as if he were going to speak again, but he said nothing.

"Not trying to be rude but we're kind of eating here. So um. Can you go?" The male did shake the other's hand; looking at him skeptically. Darryll couldn't recognise his face ---- and he knew everyone's face in Elysium....

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[misicaelidaemon]

"elysium.." he repeated, the words rolling off his lips. perhaps he’s heard of this place before? maybe one of the teachers back at home has talked about it, abnormal places or not they were discussed— sometimes, though. "zombies—" oh that caught his eye almost instantly and his body whirled around almost excitedly, yellow hues widdening with interest now this was a place he wouldn’t mind staying in for awhile or so— visiting even. “ah.. how did i not smell the disgusting stench earlier..? it’s.. rather revolting, i..” love it.

"ah.." he turned with a almost wild grin on his lips, he seemed so lively and young for a man in his early thirties. "darryll, uh? it’s a pleasure then lieutenant.” the tone was almost mocking in a playful way, his hand outstretched with that same grin displayed so playfully. “y.” he seemed like a smart man however, knowing that it was not his real name probably— though it’s not like he’d give it up anyways.

"i guess, you should take me to register then, i don’t think it’d be very nice to have my brains splattered all over your clothes, darryll.” his eyes just screamed excitement.

"Hehe, you're a new kinda guy around here." Grabbing the other by his sleeve, he grinned. "We need guys like you on the squads, man. But hey, your choice." Darryll did notice the pleasurable excitement in Y's eyes; but mistook it for joy of a new place.

The second he was registered in the registrar; the male slapped his hands together and dusted them off. "All that nasty paperwork's out of the way... Anything else you'll need?"

Darryll had been passing a narrow alley with the other; and went to turn down it. "Man I'm starvin'... The taco shop's quicker to get to through here."

[misicaelidaemon]

" I lost eyesight for the sake of a cat in which I own. " She was referring to her beloved twin and evident lover and other half. She was the moon in his night sky. The eclipse in his night sky. Yet, she allowed herself to be dragged along, the next events to ensue not causing much of a reaction either.  After all, she never bathed much due to being well, dead. Odor didn’t carry as it did with living, functioning flesh.

At the mention of questions, her eyes averted to meet his own. rather startling to say the least as to what her hues carried and how easily she could find his gaze.

" I am dead, mister cat. I’m a Grave Guarder and I collect stray cats who claw at the door of judgement and allow them to roam freely in either Heaven or Purgatory. " 

"How interesting..." Her eyes were mesmerising; blind or no. Kissing the girl's forehead as an older brother would, he sat her down. Dead or not, he would get her food. Whispering toward a co-worker, they left and returned with two bags full of McDonald's. Placing one bag in front of the girl, along with a soda, he took the other for himself.

"Feel free to eat up, miss."

[misicaelidaemon]

Darryll was speaking with his younger brother; honestly curious about the tacos. They did taste kind of funny. A negative reply was given, and he shrugged before taking another bite from his food.

Seeing shadows; he glanced up at the two hovering above their heads. Standing, he wiped his mouth quickly before speaking. "Something wrong?"

[misicaelidaemon]

The noise from the zombie didn’t cause any form of reaction from the female, instead, she simply stared at it with uninterested dim hues. It couldn’t harm her so why was it even trying? Though, only the sound from it clarified it was near. 

Then the sound of flesh being cut rather cleanly, a tilt of the head ensued and a small laugh came from her at his words.

" I cannot see. I’m blind, mister cat. But I must thank you for helping me get the soul from that person. Mister cat is a very good cat, yes yes. " 

"That's not exactly good, is it?" Taking her hand gently; he led her inside the gates ---- quickly sealed behind them. A large vat of water poured atop them from the ceiling, which drained through the grated floor quite quickly. Washed away of dirt, blood, and possible toxins, a step into the next chamber was a quick air-dry.

"Sorry if that seemed odd to you; it's needed to ensure we don't accidentally travel the zombification virus into Elysium. You won't mind if I ask you a few questions, hm? I'll get you some food if you're hungry."

[misicaelidaemon]

⚔ This wasn’t the normal way home. He’d gotten off the train as usual, but the station looked very different. Almost… darker, perhaps? Nagisa had attempted to find out where he was, but no one wanted to talk to him. So he ended up wandering around.

⚔ Oh, wait— here was someone. And they talked to him, too.

⚔ "Registrar? Why would I need to do that?"

"Because we can arrest you under suspicion of being infected with the zombification virus from entering our city. Elysium is gated and heavily guarded for reasons. We're in the midst of a zombie apocalypse." Darryll stared at the little girl(?) with bright eyes.

"Do me a favor and come with me? I'll take you to the registrar office."