Closed RP w/ apocalyptic-therapy
*Jade sat in her alley way, leaning in the wall in a relaxed state. She heard a shuffling sound towards the right and her eyes shot open and landed on the creature beside her, her eyebrows furrowed at the sight of him* “Might I ask who are you? Or better yet what are you?”
A wicked smile stretched across peteys face as he looked over the lass in front of him. Who you are, what are you, oh what fun questions these these were indeed. Crooked pointed teeth made an entrance as the smile transformed into croked grin before he let himself answer, choosing to go with a slight irish accent opposed to his usual russian. “Who am I? Why im just lil ol’ petey, as fer what i am, now thats kinda hard. I suppose i could say ima dog, a demon, maybe a boar, and if we get into what i have been in the before times, well thats just a large confusi g loat, i was once just a floating head, floating through the vast cosmos of space. What about you there, you dont seem ta be exactly human. I can smell it, thick and repugnant, like expensive perfume or a rotting body.” He ends his little talk with a toothy smile, all teeth pointing in all the wrong ways.
*She raised a brow, seeming quite unamused. You’re a demon simple as that, as am I…Cat, human, Panther, Call me what you like I don’t care. Although I must admit I don’t prefer being compared to a rotting body. More like a body crafted by the devil’s themselves. Now then care to answer why you’re trespassing in my hunting area?“ *Her pink eyes glowed a bit and her teeth sharpened to a perfectly white razor sharp smile*
Ooh, shes a feisty one. The thought runs its way through what is mostly the empty space between his ears, it even has a slight annoying echo to it. He sees the little glow to her eyes, pink, how detestable. An look at that award winning smile, its the type that would give jaws a run for his money. He lets out a bark of laughter, what was he doing here anyways? “Ah the million dollar question, im hunting elephants, ya seen any around?”
*A genuinely confused look crossed her face. ‘He’s one of those.’ she wondered for a moment before letting out a light laugh* “You’re interesting. Better than all of those boring humans, although I’m afraid you are in the wrong country. Try India or Africa, just keep heading in that direction.” *She pointed down the alley with an amused smirk*
He lets out a scoff at the thought of hunting elephants in india or africa, so boring. “Ppppsssshh, i twas there and all there was were stupid unicorns and zebras. I tell ya, getting gored by a unicorn is a very unique feeling, had me seeing rainbow for weeks, legit everything looked like a rainbow puked on it. So watcha doin out here, you a predator of opportunity? Waiting paitently for your prey to limp on by? Sounds kinda boring, you should get out there, carpe diem or whatever, fight a bear, punch a left handed man in the face.” He leans back on the wall and idly plays with his hair, a mullwt that only he can pull of with an air of insanity, because really only crazy people rock out the mullet.
“I always knew that a mad man would wander into this alley eventually.” *She sighed and rubbed her temples* “I suppose a mad man is easier to trust than an intelligent one. No I am not an ambush predator, nor do I stay in one place for long. You see I have a sort of….job to keep up with. It features certain target…when that target is dealt with the food is mine. You understand don’t you?” *She commented nonchalantly as she studied him for a moment.”
He cocks his head to the side slightly as she talks. Interesting, a demon working for their food. “Sounds intriguing. Anythin interestin happen in these lil jobs of yers? Do ya only work in bloody ol london, god save the queen, tea n crumpets and what not.” Whelp that last bit was supposed to stay in the vast emptiness of his head but it slipped its way out, he wonders vaguely if shes had fish n chips, or anything else stereotypical of the english peoples.
*She raised a brow, unamused* “Oh ha. ha. Well no. I don’t only stay in England, I travel from country to country, wherever I am needed. I’m not even English. I’m originally from ancient Greece but I change my accent the same way as you did and I don’t work for food if that’s what you’re thinking, I work for a much greater reward and the food is just an added bonus.”
“Oooo so yer greek? I think im russian, i have no idea really. So hows was ol greece? Anythin like rome? I think i slept through old greece but i was definitely up and at it during rome, crazy times those were. I feel kinda bad for that ceaser fella, all he got was a salad named after him.” Petey lets out a sigh and pulls out a cigar to chew on a bit.
“Correction, I was once a greek. Oh it was nice, being treated like a goddess was nice as well, getting turned into a demon….not as lovely.” *She teased* “I’m sure that salad wouldn’t be my cup of tea either. Why must you own a cigar? I highly doubt you smoke the thing.”
“Aesthetic” petey dead pans but lets out a small laugh. “I like chewin on em, also gives me the tobacco smell which is way better than my natural smell, which is the smell of decay. You have no idea the lengths i go through sometimes not to smell like road kill on a hot day.” With that petey gives of a dramatic huff and flicks the gnawed cigar away.
“So you’re hunting for elephants in England eh? As you smoke for no reason? I suppose I can try to understand that. I’m awefully curious how do you manage to blend in with the humans?”
“Suprisingly easy, get a lot of odd looks but for the most part im left alone, im amazing at fading into the background, trick is ta act like its normal. And ta put a filter on the things that leave me mouth, asylums have the worst food but are great entrainment, electroshock is pretty nice, nothin like a good shock to the ol noggin. How about you mate? You seem pretty suspicious hanging out in dark alley ways at this time o'night.”
*She smiled* “I’ve been through a few prisons myself, it’s a fun way to pass the time. Do you not have a human form? I did mention I was a cat didn’t I? Alley cats are quite common here.”
“Your a cat, nice. I once knew a griffin, which is part cat so like your half cousin twice removed. An yeah I’ve got me self a human form, its fabulous, but nothing beats walking around as a big as abomination of a dog when im bored. Shit is fun as fuck, you ever stroll around like that?”
*She put on a thoughtful face for a moment* “You know….I really havent. I should go around strolling as a puma one day shouldn’t I?”
Petey gave her a toothy smile as he listened, hell yes she should do that. “You should totally do that, go stroll around a hospital or asylum. NO! Even better, stroll around the paternity ward while a puma.”
"I have no interest in scaring babies. They're too innocent. The parents anyhow are a different story."
