lost of mind

☩independent rp blog for jeanne d'arc of [makai ☩ ouji] open to some historical rp au friendly/multiverse friendly not a multi-ship blog tag: maidofvisions relationship status: single current m!a: none

[winged-gentleman]

He was a bit of a strange case anyway. It wasn’t even certain whether he could be considered a Nephilim when he was created from the sacrificial blood of fallen angels, rather than being a once-human reborn as demon. He himself couldn’t quite be considered a fallen angel…

Either way he answered her: “I’m afraid I do not feel a need to repent nor do I think I need to be ‘saved’ when I do nothing to wrong people. I did not choose to be born a demon, but I am already making the choice to not follow in the footsteps of my kind. Of course I did some… questionable things in the past, but I’ve already changed since then.

Aside from that I do not think Michael particularly likes me.” A bit of a snort followed up those last words. Of course no angel would like him, and likewise he held no particular respect for them, he just simply stayed out of their way when he could. That included receiving their blessing.

[sacrificialmaid]

She stared at him again, weighing his answer quietly. Well.  If it was in the past. But he also didn’t want to repent for them. It was all so confusing. Jeanne shook her head a bit, letting out a heavy sigh. “You’re confusing to her! Not a demon, but a demon. And then you’re not willing to repent, even though you say you did wrong things and want to make up for them,” the girl was just so confused by this man.

“Why?? What’s the point in that much pride!?”

[sacrificialmaid]

★

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[sacrificialmaid]

★

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[sacrificialmaid]

★ -v-

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[bunchofrpmemes]

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[electorofhell]

☎

SEND ME ‘☎’ FOR MY CHARACTERS REACTION TO YOURS CALLING THEM AT TWO IN THE MORNING.

“Tell me you’re calling me at this hour because it’s an emergency.”

[sacrificialmaid]

electorofhell:

“Things like what, I don’t see you do much really.”

“Hold on, Quiche? I don’t think I’ve had that. Is it good?”

“... She patrols the country side of France right now.” That was offensive. “Quiche is delicious! It’s her favorite food. Especially with mushrooms.”

[bluebexrd-deactivated20170204]

“…If afraid is synonymous with unwilling to risk the lives of countless good men unnecessarily, then yes, I am afraid.” A little direct a way of phrasing it, some may have argued. But he was never afraid of a little ire. “It’s… poorly conceived. At best.”

[sacrificialmaid]

“I was told it would work! If the Angels say it will work, it will work.” A small smile at the noble, “if you have a way to make it better then say so.Either way, this is what we go with. We shouldn’t be afraid. Heaven is on our side.”

[bluebexrd-deactivated20170204]

sacrificialmaid

“I would… be reluctant to say it’s the worst idea I’ve ever heard, my lady. Although…” It definitely ranks amidst the top ten. “It may be one you wish to reconsider.”

[sacrificialmaid]

“... I think the idea is fine! What’s wrong about it,” outside of the fact he was snobbish and stubborn. “Unless you’re just too afraid to try?”

[sacrificialmaid]

=open starter

[decadentdarkstalker-blog]

No, that smell was still there, faint as it might be. The scent of something that has touched hell. And here it was, taunting her!! “Her name is Jeanne…” and her weapon became a leaning post once more as another wince of pain made itself known. “What is something like you offering to help her??”

¨What a cute name…I do have several herbs, if you want. They’re in a type of paste¨ Morrigan shrugged, eyeing her. Hostility rolled off the other girl before it died down slightly.

[sacrificialmaid]

“...” There was a lot of blood. a lot. “Fine. You can help her...” The saint set down the pole as a sort of peace offering, almost going down without it.

[actiasteeth]

“You will pay dearly for it.“ 

"This usually works." 

"You know what, you don’t need all this." 

"Oh, that’s very cute." 

"Perhaps you should be welcoming me." 

"Listen—listening is dangerous. Talking, more so." 

"Things aren’t looking so good for quiet existence either." 

"This is just part of the natural process of winning." 

"There it is again." 

"I’ve been receiving some odd text messages." 

"Maybe this conversation was one not meant to be." 

"Some things don’t come back." 

"This was not supposed to happen—not here." 

"But we are here and now, and this is not there and then." 

"What’s a few lives?" 

"I am pretending as hard as I can." 

"I’m not scared of them." 

"This will not be easy. I wonder if anything ever will be." 

"I’d like to think that I’m home." 

"But memories prove nothing." 

"This is not what I wanted to tell you." 

"Look past the things you think you see." 

"Life solves the problems we hope it won’t." 

"You may hear from me again." 

"That was the most worried I’ve been in some time." 

"I’m going to miss this." 

"What is next for any of us?" 

"Death, presumably. With some stuff before that." 

"The terror you feel in quiet moments is not misplaced—just mistimed." 

"It is easy to return, difficult to leave." 

"Perhaps freedom was never an option." 

"I don’t think there’s anything I can do." 

"I can see blood." 

"And what if I told you you could kill your imperfect self?" 

"The only thing more terrifying than seeing the Devil is no longer being able to see the Devil." 

"Perhaps I should be quiet." 

"They think he will live." 

"I have never been so relieved to be safe, and so disappointed to be shorted my vengeance." 

"I’m sure there is vengeance to be found. I’m sure I will find it." 

"You have always been important." 

"Our time and space will match again someday." 

"Words—no. These are just strange noises I’m making with my face." 

"Someone has to be to blame." 

"People die all the time for all different kinds of reasons. I wouldn’t worry if I were you." 

"Do you think everything will turn out alright?" 

"We all know how this—and everything else—ends." 

"Is this what it is like to die?" 

"You are imagining everything and perceiving nothing." 

"Are we living a life that is worth the harm?" 

"We could have done something." 

"We have failed ourselves." 

"Where have I seen you before?" 

"I don’t like the adjectives ‘new’ or ‘longtime'—they suggest there was a past before me." 

"Do it now." 

"But you can't—it’s very illegal." 

"There are some people who don’t understand progress, you know." 

"What an interesting way to smile." 

"We aren’t going anywhere." 

"You’re so cold." 

"I rarely feel anything at all." 

"That should not have taken this long." 

"Don’t come any nearer." 

"All is not well; most is not well." 

"I do not think they will be gone for long." 

"We must be the heroes we look for in others.”

[sacrificialmaid]

.O your soldier

[cruelseraph]

“It’s just a small favor, it has nothing to do with the work itself, it’s off duty.” It was important that Jeanne wouldn’t consider this as a missions since the wrong approach would lead to difficulties.  “I borrowed a book to a little girl but I seem to have forgotten it. Could you pick it up for me?”  His finger tapped at the certain spot on the map, which would be the church he and Ace used to train in. With luck, Ace would be there by now, waiting for him although he was stuck with this for a little longer. The angel was curious about their reactions on each other, seeing as they are both the purest beings of humankind that he had met.

[sacrificialmaid]

off duty!? That was the strangest request she’d ever gotten from Michael! It was a sign of trust. Or perhaps a test but it wasn’t getting in the way of much. “A book! Got it! So there’ll be a girl in the church with one of Michael’s books~. Jeanne can handle that! And it’s off-duty~.”

With an enthusiastic nod she turned to head off once again, after all how many girls in a church would know about Michael?

[sacrificialmaid]

.O your soldier

[cruelseraph]

To anyone else, those words would have made them feel safe or happy, no one could make it alone and to have someone that loyal, especially in his situation was a blessing. Yet it troubled him.  “Depends on who and why Jeanne, it’s not me you serve, but heaven.” Not that he ever would, but if he was to make a mistake, he would rather have her correct him than support him in it.  With a nod he turned back to the papers once she was about to leave again. Until a thought hit him… “Wait there’s actually one more thing I’d like to ask you to do.” 

[sacrificialmaid]

The saint wasn’t going to argue. She did serve Heaven, but she was under Michael’s direct order. As a matter of fact, it was likeservingaking protecting someone who has watched over her all of the saint’s life...

Almost immediately she stopped in her tracks and turned to face him again. “What is it, Michael~?”

[winged-gentleman]

Was it strange that he smiled when she came with the term ‘lost demon’? All in all, it did seem most fitting actually if you compared his actions to that of other demons. Then again he knew very well what he was doing and didn’t quite regret being created a demon, nor did he truly dislike his nature. If anything he regretted that it was so deeply etched into people’s minds that all demons were evil and to be avoided. So was he really the lost one?

“Maybe so… In that case, what would your actions be when it concerned a ‘lost demon’?”

At this point it was less of a tactic to confuse her mind and more his own curiosity growing. In his eyes she was atleast as odd as he, and it made him want to figure out her what went through her mind.

[sacrificialmaid]

Well, this changed things. A little. How did she change someone. “Well, it’’s too late for you to be saved, Jeanne’d have to ask Michael...” the Saint trailed off in thought, tilting her head. This wasn’t something he could be bothered with right now. “Hmmm~.”

“If a demo regrets his actions, she imagines there might be a way for them to repent. But that might mean dying. Jeanne wonders if that’s the same for Nephilim’s though! She really doesn’t know a lot about demons~,” not a lie by any means. She knew to destroy them. Why she was even engaging this one in conversation, well if Michael knew. “But what’s your name?”

[sacrificialmaid]

.O your soldier

[cruelseraph]

“Good then. I guess that would be all.” The red eyes turned back to the papers, after he had finished these he would be heading to Ace’s training.  The hands slamming down into the desk was a surprise, met by a raised eyebrow from the angel. It was rare to see her upset after all. 

His smile turned gentle, a hand reached out to the top of her head, patting the girl gently like a child.  “ I know, I’ll be fine Jeanne. They are not my friends but still my brothers.” Whatever that meant these days, or since the day he himself turned against his twin. 

[sacrificialmaid]

“G-Good...” the anger subsided quicker than it had happened and she was soon smiling again. Even if he wasn’t quite himself these days, this was still Michael. “She’ll always be ready to defend him~! Even if it’s against another archangel.” With a nod she smiled happily at her boss, standing straight once more. 

“She’ll be off now! Remember! Send for her if he needs it!” And with that the saint turned on pink heels and started off.

[winged-gentleman]

“What kind indeed…” he muttered, more to himself than to her. Even now he still questioned himself on a daily basis. Was he really just living his life in peace? Was he still stuck living a past long gone? he had a little one to care for but that had been more on a whim rather than the true kindness of his heart, even if he was attached to her now. And indeed no matter how much he willingly helped out, in the end he did put the afterlife of the humans at risk simply because of what he was.

“I wouldn’t say I’m a good Samaritan atleast. There’s only so much good I can do.” He stopped pacing there in favor of turning his attention back to her now. “Let’s just say I have no interest in actively ruining humans, frankly they do that to themselves already without my help. I’m just here standing on the sidelines, waiting to clean up their mess I reckon.”

After all, it was more or less his task to focus on his own kind and their activities. What humans did to each other wasn’t really his business unless demons were involved. Occasionally he would jump in to pull them apart, but mostly he remained in the shadows waiting for his own kin to make any missteps. All for a woman he once cared about and highly respected even in death.

“What kind of demon would you say I am then?”

[sacrificialmaid]

He talks a lot, was all she could think, a blond eyebrow arching the more he mused to himself out loud. Or was he trying to explain his actions? Either way, it was long winded and pointless. For the most part.

What kind of demon didn’t know what kind he was? Well, it wasn’t an easy question at all. “Hmmm~, you wonder a lot for a demon! Maybe you’re... a lost demon~? She’s head of demons who either dislike being demons or regret becoming demons! Maybe you’re that kind, if you only want to help them, truely!”

She was being mostly serious. After all, if this one was that confused... “Maybe Michael would know.”

[sacrificialmaid]

=open starter

[sacrificialmaid]

“!!” Jeanne stared at the other female for a moment, forcing herself to stand, the splintered flag post now brandished as a weapon. Just a moment ago she had smelled a demon… now… odd. “H-Who are you??” And where did she come from. This was no time to show weakness, not even with the blood coming from her wound.

[decadentdarkstalker-blog]

¨I could help, if you’d lower that thing. As good as red does look on you, I would advise you not to jump into a fight you may not survive…¨ Morrigan wagged a finger at her. ¨My name is Morrigan¨

[sacrificialmaid]

No, that smell was still there, faint as it might be. The scent of something that has touched hell. And here it was, taunting her!! “Her name is Jeanne...” and her weapon became a leaning post once more as another wince of pain made itself known. “What is something like you offering to help her??”

[sacrificialmaid]

♦

“Pride is a sinBecoming a Saint~. She’s always looked up to them.”