#demoneating

[cometcalloway]

@demoneating​

“Genya.  There you are.  Do you want a tree?  Do you care if I get a tree?  I want a real dead tree, so I can burn it after.  Do you want to come with to help pick one out?  Not to worry, we are going to pay for it.”

Throughout the ‘event,’ he was mostly in his room.  When he wasn’t, if Genya even caught sight of him, his appearances were brief and anxious, like the hauntings of a mortified ghost.  There were days on end when the common areas of their apartment were completely free of feathers.  He still looks a bit haunted, a bit worse for the wear.  He makes no effort to explain that period of dramatic distress.  The subject of the hour is, simply, holiday trees.  Setting them on fire.  Are some people “prepared for the holidays” by now?  He doesn’t even know what holiday he’s supposed to be celebrating; 'Christmas,' from ‘Earth,’ the vague, ‘Christmas’-like winter holiday the island has been transformed by through Winterfes, the Winter Solstice of his homeland, or something else entirely.  He wants to set a tree on fire.

[paaperboats]

@demoneating​

[ Hey, watch out! ]

With one swift movement, Red’s hand reached to grasp the back of a young boy’s shirt-- one who had almost walked head on into oncoming traffic. She had pulled him back just in time; gently, but with enough force to keep him out of harm’s reach. Had he just not seen the car coming? .. or did he not realize that it wasn’t going to stop?

[ Jeez, kid, that was a close one. ] though there was no other human present at her side, a male voice suddenly spoke up; the red orb incrusted in her wooden blade glowing with each word that followed. [ You alright? ]

[cometcalloway]

@demoneating

It’s clear from the sound of things that Lothric is talking animatedly to Lorian before he opens the door.  Then he and Lorian are inside the condo, and his side of the conversation is plain to hear.  He seems to be telling a story about being chased by something.  He’s clearly very emotional and distressed, but he seems more angry and shaken than actively scared.  He’d be acting quite differently if he felt he were still in danger.  Lothric, Lorian, and the story head straight for the kitchen.  Lothric teleports onto the counter by the sink and goes from relating the story to assuring Lorian he’s fine without skipping a beat.  He rolls up his right sleeve to show Lorian a bandaged injury (framed by lesser scrapes and bruises) and declares that his arm isn’t going to fall off.  Then he says something curt and derisive about the idea of seeking medical care from the same island that sent shadow creatures after him; it isn’t an emergency anyway, he asserts.  He then declares that he’s going to sleep, and asks Lorian to wake him “in a few days.”  When his bedroom door closes, it’s the last they’ll see or hear of him for the rest of the evening (if you don’t count the odd sound that might possibly be muffled crying). 

Lorian looks troubled.  He startles when he sees that Genya has been sitting at the kitchen table the whole time.  He waves weakly, then resignedly gets the whiteboard from the fridge and heads over.

[cometcalloway]

@demoneating

Lothric is asleep when Lorian hears a key turn in the lock of the front door, but he wakes up immediately, like a smoke alarm just went off.  They've only been back from the aquarium for about half an hour.  Did someone see them there, take issue somehow, and follow them home?  He keeps reassuring himself that things like that aren’t likely.  It’s how he can leave the house at all.  But not every resident here is peaceful, and conflict isn’t unheard of...

Lorian’s already found his crutches and gotten to his feet.  He nods at Lothric that he’ll handle it and leaves their room quickly.  They aren’t actively hiding from headhunters any longer, but their arrangement hasn’t changed at all; anyone who might want to hurt Lothric will have to go through Lorian first.  Lorian can read Lothric still searching for reasons why the intruder may have chosen to enter their condo (They tried to plan this around the aquarium trip and think they’re still gone?  How did they get a key?).  But Lorian doesn’t care why the intruder’s here.  He has scars to prove his willingness to tangle with threats.  He’s prepared to become a bigger problem to the intruder than the intruder is to them.

He’s not sure what he was expecting, but an agitated teenager isn’t it.  An agitated teenager is certainly not a threat.  When he sees Genya’s wooden sword and remembers the eclipse they saw on the way home, he understands immediately.  Lorian got a wooden sword when he first came here, too (he knows an insult when he sees one, and he and Lothric decorated it and hung it on the wall).  He sighs, and a certain dangerous readiness fades from his aspect.  He waves slightly, bows with just his head, then points out the scars on his neck to explain that he can’t speak.  He’s embarrassed to realize he didn’t bring his pad of paper with him... did he really expect violence would be more necessary than communication?  Should he go back in the room and get it? 

Lothric can read Lorian’s assessment of the situation through their soul connection.  He feels he ought to bring Lorian the pad of paper or show up to do the talking, but he has to finish waking up and steel himself for an interaction like that.  He stretches nervously and gives his bedhead a cursory smoothing.  They could have gotten some kind of notice or something!  Their captors are so rude!

[isolaradiale]

hello! could i please re-app genya from kimetsu no yaiba? he was swept up in the most recent activity check. thank you!

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Genya!

You will be housed in HOUSE 124.

You will retain everything you were given in your prior stay.

PLEASE NOTE: As you were removed in an activity check, you have one week to make three IC posts else you will be considered inactive once more.

– mod pleiades.

[vestraconfidant]

“what makes you think that shouting at the top of your own lungs would produce absolutely any result?”

@demoneating​    /   sc !

[pxisonsickle]

@demoneating​ Wanted a Starter

The man slowly shifts his eyes to the side. Strange feeling. This particular boy got a very strange feeling about him. A Demon Hunter, he could see that..but he also reeked of demons. This scent was strong. Strong enough to, perhaps, mistake him for one. But Gyuutatou knew better. He always knew better than to assume things about someone he encountered. 

Why? The boy had scars. Fresh ones as well. At least from what he can tell. But not fresh enough to be considered acquired in this city. Demons do not have scars on them. They always revert back to their fully healed state. So the conclusion he draws...is inconclusive. A Human that smells like a demon. He couldn't help but observe him for a few more moments.

"You look interestin' maan. Tell me, are you a demon, or a human?" The words came out as the man suddenly approached the slightly shorter boy. The impressive height of the former Upper Moon six was heavily concealed by the terrible posture, as even if he was taller, he still looked at the other male in a slightly upward manner. He didn't come much closer. The eyes spotted the same wooden blade that he had found on the thunder boy and the Hashira of wind. Yup. Fresh face around here, then. 

"Just curious, man." He added, grin widening now.