"We aren't going to last long unless we do something about him!"
Pen hears Vaggie say through his tablet, the "him" in question being Adam. First man, and seemingly the final opponent for one Alastor the Radio demon.
Though.
Considering Astor, his shade, was still actively participating in battle with the "chickens" then the serpent had a different guess. Instead of a duel to the death, things definitely ended with Alastor taking a hasty retreat. They probably wouldn't see him again any time soon...
Now, Adam was blasting them with his "holy light". Victorious and vicious.
"Of course....!"
There was only one thing left to do- well, two things. Actually.
The first was saying Good Bye.
Luckily, Astor wasn't far away. General Pentious caught him just as the shade fell one more angel, her screams as she fell to the ground far below echoed as he grabbed the shade about the shoulders and pulled him around.
Pen then dipped the crazed, blood thirsty deer he adored so much and gave him a final desperate kiss. It wasn't too hard or too soft, just the right amount of pressure to convey his emotions- too many to say in the little time they had left.
He allowed it to linger for just a few moments of the battle, sounds of fighting and explosions all around them, and then it was over. And Pentious was pulling back.
"Astor, I love you. Please always remember that."
And then he was gone, slithering away as fast as he could because he could not run to meet his doom aboard his air ship.
"Eggs, activate thrusters! And charge the death ray!"
I'm gonna toss a Nagi and anyone else you want to have them written with prompt request! Angst 47/37.
The fact that y’all enable this ship means so much to me. Content warning for description of facial injuries but that’s about it. Enjoy!
“You deserve so much better.” / “Lie to me. I don’t care what you say, just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.”
They had a strange relationship, her and Macaque. Originally, they simply found comfort in each other, both being shadows that feel abandoned and left to rot in the darkness. She could understand his pain and that led to her reaching out, welcoming him into her cave and her home so that he could have one. It was a process, one that required patience on her part but she hadn’t survived this long in the world without learning the beauty in waiting and taking things in baby steps. As much as she knew Macaque would hate the comparison, to Nagi it was almost like when Sandy would help feral cats get adjusted to his home.
To Nagi, the back and forth was worth it in the end when she found Macaque curled up in one of her softest pillows and looked genuinely at peace. She made no comment and instead draped a blanket over his form as gently as possible to avoid waking him up.
And like that, Macaque always found excuses to keep coming back much to her joy.
Yet reality decided to give Nagi an unfortunate reminder that not too differently from Sun Wukong, the Six-Eared Macaque had made himself many enemies that could sniff out weakness like blood to pirahnas.
And despite what they thought, she had been ready for them.
“Hey Gigi, you ho-” Macaque froze by the entrance of the cave, shocked at the state of the but more importantly, the state of Nagi. She was surrounded by crumpled bodies in various states of unconsciousness or paralysis, their eyes a hazy mixture of gold and wine red. The snake demon herself was barely standing with numerous injuries littering her body. The most gruesome was a slash across her face which started through her right eyebrow and ended at her left cheek, splitting her face.
Yet that didn’t stop her from immediately greeting him with a gentle smile the moment her mismatched eyes caught sight of him.
“Ah Mac! I apologize the place is such a… mess. Some riffraff had decided to visit me so unexpectedly and I hadn't had the chance to tidy up before you showed up.”
And then Nagi collapsed.
After that, it was all a blur of panic for Macaque as he had his shadows dispose of the unconscious or hypnotized demons, it didn't matter how, as long as they were far away from the cave. Meanwhile Macaque himself frantically worked on patching up Nagi’s wounds, doing his best to remain calm and failing miserably. It made him somewhat relieved that she wasn’t awake, otherwise she’d likely be trying to calm him down when she was the one bleeding out.
By the time Nagi’s eyes sluggishly opened, he had been through the worst of his anxiety and her wounds were bandaged up.
“Hey Mac. Are you okay?”
“I should be asking you that, you idiot. You could have died from your wounds if I hadn’t showed up.” Nagi remained unapologetic to an infuriating degree as she looked at him. Or at least, that’s what he assumed as he had to bandage a majority of her face to keep the slash across it free from infection or further bleeding.
“They wanted to hurt you by hurting me, I simply couldn’t let that happen.”
“But it did! You got hurt because of me and the enemies I’ve made… You deserve better than this. Then me.” A light smack on his cheek by Nagi’s snake tail stopped him and his spiral of self-loathing. Despite the ache of her wounds, she reached up to gently cup his cheeks to make him look her in the eyes.
“Nonsense. I knew what I was getting into. Life is not without its risks Mac and I do not regret taking the risks if it meant getting to… know you.”
He didn’t even know what to say to that.
“Lie to me. I don’t care what you say, just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.”
“I am not lying when I say that I will be okay and I intend on staying by your side. You’re not getting rid of me so easily after all. You’re stuck with me after all the moment you decided to fall asleep in my cave.”
