#devils-messenger

[cyberlife-sent-blog]

After getting out from underneath Colin, Connor had rushed over to Luu. He was barely moving. “Luu..? Luu, stay with me..” he told him, “Luu...I’m going to scan you. I have to scan you..” He had to know what the damage was, how severe the injuries were. And they were horrible. Luu was going to die if he didn’t get him some help and then it would be all for nothing.

Quickly, Connor began to tear the rags he was wearing and began to tie off his arm to stop the bleeding before putting his arm in a makeshift sling. He then hoisted the man up, being careful as to not hurt him too badly. He cradled Luu in his arms as he turned to head out of the building.

Find Knives or Vash.

Those were Luu’s instructions. He would go and find Vash. He didn’t trust Knives at all. He also didn’t need the man to know how close their relationship had gotten. He didn’t want anyone to think Luu was no longer useful. So Vash it was, someone else he didn’t want to know about this relationship. 

But it couldn’t be helped. A quick scan and his knowledge of the plant life forms gave him an indication as to where Vash was. So Connor took off, pushing his systems as he went running for the location of Vash. He had to make it. He needed Vash! 

The second he ran into that town, he was yelling. “VASH!” he was frantic, the android seemingly in a panic, “VASH! I NEED YOUR HELP!” People turned, they stared. A homeless looking man was carrying an older injured one and shouting like a mad man. It was quite the scene. 

@devils-messenger @persimmonsofsilver

[nicholas-wolfwood]

devils-messenger replied to your post: Currently fighting against falling asleep.

“If you’re tired Nick, you should go get some sleep”

“Can’t sleep. Don’t wanna sleep.”

[thecatgoddessbast]

@devils-messenger | cont. 

It wasn’t but mere moments after his shy and stammering retort that a massive ball of steel and of other scraps of metal welded and haphazardly smashed together came careening through the shabby house, knocking everything down into splinters upon impact. 

She took in a breath and staggered back, the bits of metal and wood drawing an uncomfortable ping of pain upon her bare back, leaving scrapes that drew not only droplets of golden blood but a rage that was barely quelled by her statuesque composure.  She glared back at the vague humongous shape that was laughing in triumphant upon killing the $ 60 billion man.  Her eyes shifted down at him, an option proposed.  “You or I?” 

[journalsauthored]

devils-messenger replied to your post: “Do I have a sign on my back that says ‘Abduct Me’...

“Maybe they only keep abducting you because they really like your personality!”

“I hardly think my personality is a factor. I’ve been called many things in life-- charismatic is not one of them.”

[ask-carmen-sandiego]

@devils-messenger continued off this: Meow

She looked at him for a long moment as he shook her hand. “Ok, I can remember that, but there was no way I was gona try and figure out witch of those names to use. Thanks for the short cut. But why Vash? I didn’t hear that in your name?”

[xleonhart-a-blog]

@devils-messenger // This fuckin starter call

[ ⸸ ] – "God damn, it’s hotter than Palamecia...”

He stops for a moment to wipe at his brow, spear in hand and his back weighing heavily with the little belongings he did have. Trying to find a place to get away from the horrific memories and start anew certainly wasn’t easy, but why the fuck did that searching bring him to an absolute wasteland?!

As if he wasn’t already sick of the desert.

Violets squint and look around the bare surroundings, hoping to just catch a sign of some sort of life -- otherwise his ass was going to die out here.

[itsdemmuses]

@devils-messenger from HERE

How he kept running into Vash was a mystery...though it could have been that he was drawn to the mans scent subconsciously. This was not that scent however. This was hot. It punched him in the libido. It sizzled in his nose and forced him to dig nails into his palms to keep the growl down.

“Actually, i was just thinkin about ya. Funny how that shit works sometimes.” That was not actually why he was there, he had no reason to be there. Now, however; he had every reason to stay with the man. “Look at ya, yer so tired yer passin out on your feet. Let’s get you to bed...”

It was an order, and he did not wait for a response, taking Vash by the arm and practically dragging him back up the stairs. “Remember when I said you had a scent that brought out the beast in me, Vash?” It took him a good moment to realize he might be gripping his arm a bit too hard. “Now you smell like a drone lookin to catch the queens eye...” He was panting, he couldn’t stop it. Fucking pheromones...

[yetremains]

@devils-messenger

“Hey there! Love the coat.”