#interactions | sei

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@algizkali​ encounters sei! |   ♡  

     “ so you were a pillar. ” it’s the first time sei’s really tried to start a conversation that isn’t solely about their work -- that’s progress, even if it’s still kind of related to work. at least he’s trying! he’s even offering the slightest smile to ahmya ( it isn’t as friendly as kaiya’s, but it’ll do ). “ how’d you go from that to doing this with us? ”

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     @viciousbite​​‘s sin encounters sei!

     “ i feel it’s my anger that has kept me alive all this time. ”

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mutuals encounter a wild sei!

     it's an odd sight, seeing the demon walk hand in hand with a small child. it's an even odder sight to watch sei humor the child when he tugs on his hand and extends his arms in a silent request. but the oddest sight yet is when the child begins to play with sei's hair, and sei... sei smiles! it doesn't matter if he denies it later on -- it really happened!

     ( rude, the demon would say. it isn't that rare that he smiles, is it? )

     " where do i turn up here? " he asks, completely unbothered as the kid braids another section of his hair. " left or right? "

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sometimes i think you must hate me .(Sukja / Sei :))

@never-surrender | the dusty toybox | accepting!

     vermillion eyes flick to suk-ja, unreadable as they take in her downtrodden demeanor. hate her? sei knows he isn't the most expressive, nor is he the most affectionate, but is he really so bad as to give the impression he hates her? it isn't a pleasant feeling, knowing that he's the reason for the frown on her face, for the sadness in her gaze. suk-ja's one of the only good things to come out of his actions; not once had he ever expected a path of revenge to allow him to encounter someone like her, someone so kind and willing to see him as something other than the monster he is.

     maybe it's better this way, though. an attachment to him would surely lead to regret. sei won't change his path, can't change what he is, so whether he lives or dies in the end, someone is bound to get hurt. yet he cannot stop himself from reaching out, placing a hand atop suk-ja's head and leaning down to be face to face.

     " idiot, " he calls her, but it's soft ( he's always soft when it comes to her ). " what makes you think that? tell me so i can tell you how wrong you are. "

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touching their elbow to get their attention - hana 2 sei wuw

@offestivities | touching | accepting!

if sei is honest, he never feels a thing when he kills another demon. there isn't any guilt or sympathy -- even the disgust at cannibalizing his kind is easy enough to push down, ignore until a time when it's more convenient to brood over his diet. living as long as he has comes with the advantage of learning how to compartmentalize, and sei does it almost too well.

he will admit, though, that something stirs in the pit of his stomach when hana witnesses his appetite for the first time.

she shouldn't be there. sei told her not to be, sent her off to follow another lead because he can feel the hunger gnawing at his insides. he knows that if he finds their target first, he'll have to consume a considerable amount of the other demon to be satiated, and he knows that it won't be pretty. he shouldn't care how it may affect hana because she's a slayer and surely she's seen enough gore in her time to stomach it, but all sei can think about is the look on kaiya's face the first time he ate in front of her. he... he doesn't want to see anyone else look at him like that, least of all someone he's partnered with ( even if that someone seems to sort of hate him at times ).

but of course hana stumbles upon him anyway, be it accident or on purpose. it's a bloody mess that she walks into, crimson dripping from sei's lips, his hands, and it turns his uniform a deeper shade of black. none of it is his. the demon wasn't very difficult to defeat, all too easy to restrain in the end and just as easy to tear apart. he must look like something out of a nightmare by now, covered in the evidence of his hunger. but he doesn't want hana to see his appearance nor does he want to see her expression, so he keeps his back to her as he wipes at his mouth with his sleeve ( no doubt it won't do much good other than smearing the blood further ).

" you should hurry and behead him. " he lazily gestures to the demon currently tied to a tree. " the ropes are soaked in wisteria essence, but still. no need to put it off. "

a touch upon his elbow stops sei from making a quick exit. he becomes rigid as a statue, heart jumping and stomach twisting. he shouldn't care if hana sees him like this. he shouldn't care at all, but he refuses to turn and face her anyway. instead he shrugs her off, steps away from her, and mutters, " i'll meet you at the inn, " before disappearing altogether.

how stupid to care if a slayer sees him as a monster. how stupid to run away like a child. maybe he should stop accusing others of idiocy when he so clearly indulges in it himself.

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❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜ // or // "there was nothing more you could have done." //From Demon Sin to Sei <3

@viciousbite | question starters | accepting!

     sei doesn’t move from where he’s perched upon a rock on the river’s edge despite the arrival of the other demon. he doesn’t so much as acknowledge sin’s presence, never once moving his crimson gaze from the lazily flowing water. he just sits there, elbows digging into his thighs and hands clasped tightly together ( they wouldn’t stop trembling before; he couldn’t get all the red out from under his nails, out of his clothes ). one could almost mistake him for a statue, so still he he remains.

     it isn’t until sin speaks that sei finally shifts, glances over at her and back at the water. he doesn’t face her. “ no, ” he murmurs. “ it isn’t mine. ”

     he wishes it was. his blood is meaningless, worthless. he could lose all of it and still somehow survive -- it’s the curse one bears as a demon, to survive just about any mortal wound. but humans? they are cursed to be so fragile, so easily broken, so easily lost. a human life slips through one’s fingers more easily than water, given the right circumstances. most days, it isn’t something that sei dwells on, nor does he feel any particular sadness when he thinks about it. it’s just a fact of life. it’s just what makes humans human.

     but today, he couldn’t save a little girl. today, he failed, and all he can think about is how nothing’s changed despite all the years that have passed, how his hands will never be anything but red. 

      he didn’t kill that girl, but he may as well have.

     “ what’re you doing here? ” sei asks rather than offer any further explanation, sitting up straight and tilting his head back to look up at the stars. he tries to smile, but it’s a little sad despite his teasing tone. “ don’t tell me you got lonely waiting for me. ”

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@offestivities​ tapped the heart!

     “ you’re bleeding. ” sei’s trying really hard not to look viscerally disgusted... and failing. “ you need help patching up? ”

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sei tag drop!