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@walkingfirehazard
It’s only a week. And who knows, maybe it won’t feel like forever. Hey my father rebelled against Heaven and pretty much said ‘screw you’ to the big Boss…
Right.. So what exactly are you suggesting I do?
.. and what's with the look?
adrielmelek said:
Um… not exactly. Stricter rules upstairs. Combat demons, stop them at all costs, get involved in this stupid holy war crap… Watch out for angel blades and holy oil…
I'm starting to dislike this even more.. and I didn't exactly care for it to start with.
M!A: It's time to see how the other half lives. Hell hound no more, its time to spread your wings and ascend Marcus. You're an angel of the Lord now. This is for a week, but there is a way to end it sooner. Kill the one dearest to you and you'll become a hound of hell once more.
This.. could be fun? A piece of cake?
Just trading fur for feathers basically.. right?
Merry Christmas, Feathers.
Did someone say sexy closets?
“Hellhound”
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She smiled and shrugged as she downed the scotch and ordered another. “You learn something new every day.” Adriel raised an eyebrow to his grin. “Someone’s in a good mood it seems,” well might as well be one of them. She was just glad to have some company that wasn’t some half drunk bar slob that tried to put the moves on her.
Adriel had been trying to find the signs of anything during the past couple of weeks, but there was nothing. She swore that whoever was presiding over the holidays was insistent that she was going to be forced to be bored during the month. “Care to tell me what has you out and about? I’d have thought you’d want to be having some fun causing some sort of ruckus instead of following lil old me around.”
Marcus watched her for a moment, "Is it a bad thing for me to be in a good mood for once?" he asked as he popped his brows playfully at the other.. "Believe me, I would be, but I think my days of causing a ruckus are over.. It's a better option and besides following a pretty girl around beats getting thrown out a window any day."
The hound offered another small smile and he leaned forward against the bar, "I just realized how stalker-ish that sounded." he huffed out a light nervous chuckle, his gaze moved towards the glass for a brief moment, "Are you usually a heavy drinker?"
Thankfully the holiday decorations consisted of a few garlands and a really pathetic looking tree in the corner. She really preferred it that way. “Give me a scotch on the rocks and make sure its a double.” Might as well start with the hard liquor. Anything else really was a waste of money. The winter winds were stronger than usual and it was time to get some warmth flowing again.
She chuckled as she sat at the bar, wondering when the hellhound would make his way over. She’d been so wrapped up in trying to avoid the feelings that tried to force their way through her barriers that she didn’t notice she was being followed until now. Adriel turned her head and smiled to Marcus. “If you come over here, there’s a drink with your name on it.” She put some money down and motioned him over with a jerk of her head.
Marcus stood up a slightly straighter once she looked over in his direction. He moved closer as he flashed his best smile. The hound paused to glance around the bar for a moment before looking back to Adriel, "I'm not much of a drinker, to be completely honest.. "
Still holding that playful grin on his face, "Thank you, anyway." he added with a light hum, perhaps sounding a bit too polite for a hell hound as he sat down next to her at the bar.
Adriel wandered down the streets, looking at the displays in the shop windows. “What’s the big deal? It’s just another over-commercialized holiday. Another excuse for toy companies to make expensive breakable toys and sell over-priced replacement parts.” So she wasn’t in the best of moods when this holiday came around. Not like there was anyone to share it with. Too tainted for Heaven, too pure for Hell. Adriel’s solution? Head to the bar and drink away her latest paycheck. Well attempt to anyway. It had to be something in her blood that resisted the alcohol, but damn it she was going to give it a shot at getting drunk anyways. She wasn’t paying attention to where she was going, just eager to get to the bar and start drinking herself towards a buzz at the very least.
The hound had been curiously following Adriel about for quite awhile, he wasn't sure why he was so drawn to this half-breed. He could have been off somewhere else enjoying some more alone time without wolves, dragons, or pissy vampires to worry about. Instead he was out in the cold following this girl.. There was some reason he couldn't stop thinking about her and he was intent on figuring it out. Though, this stalker-ish behaviour wasn't exactly the best way to handle this situation, he felt it was the only solution at this very moment.
Marcus slowed as he watched her blindly push her way towards and into the bar. He paused briefly to take a breath before following her inside, she could probably smell or sense him now and there wasn't much point in sneaking anymore.
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“Yes, I’m one of the larger races of dragons, though I’m not yet at my full size. I have a couple of years before that happens.” She smiled warmly, “a pleasure to meet you Marcus. Your scent isn’t too off putting, I have dealt with worse. Greens and Blacks have a horrid scent. Rot, decay and Chlorine gas… not a pleasant thing at all.”
"Ah, Well.. Hopefully you aren't as moody as frosty scales? He doesn't seem to like me much."
"I'm glad the smell doesn't bother you too much, but I'm sure you've smelt better as well?"
Adriel chuckled and snuck in a glance herself. “Want a mirror Hot Stuff? Since when does being a hell hound excuse anything? Sounds more like you’re just trying to make up for something.”
".. Excuse me? What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
“Easy now Hot Stuff, how dare you threaten me with a good time!” Adriel grinned and snapped her fingers, undoing the spell she’d cast then popped some brandy filled chocolates into her mouth.
“I told you I’d change you back when you grew tired of having a nice set of tits to go with a great ass. So you can relax now Marcus.”
"I can do all the threatening I want.." Marcus huffed as he briefly looked himself over, "I am a hell hound after all."
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“Oh, please forgive me. I’m so used to speaking draconic to those who don’t smell human.” She raised an eyebrow. “Silver snowflake? Oh! You mean Victor right?” She laughed and shook her head, “no, we’re completely different breeds. And opposite ends of dragon kind. Welcome, I’m Solana Draconis, a purple dragon.”
"Yes, Victor." the hound chuckled in reply with a slight nod. "It's a pleasure to meet you Solana." Marcus paused to give her another curious expression, "Purple dragon? Interesting. I'm Marcus Quinn, a hell hound.. so explains the smell. It's not something I can easily get rid of."
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“Since when is it my job to win you over hot stuff?” Her grin faded and she narrowed her eyes at the other. “I didn’t want to intrude on your time as Marcie.”
"Riiight. Listen here Miss Feathers and Horns,"
"You're going to turn me back into my manly handsome self without any fuss, and maybe I'll be so kind as to not rip you limb from limb."
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“Aldoer ekess sia okarthel vur duil.” She tilted her head and waited for an answer. She could smell the sulfur and was curious as to what she was dealing with now.
"You'll have to forgive me.. I'm not exactly fluent in draconic, only learnt bits and pieces from the silver snowflake." Marcus chuckled as she cocked her head to the side curiously, "Didn't expect to run into anymore dragons.. You're different than Frosty though aren't you?"
"Happy Halloween hot stuff." She leaves a bag of various candy in black boxes and takes off running.
"You think leaving me candy is gonna win me over? .. Lucky guess, but I don't think tha .."
Marcus pauses and makes a face as watches Adriel run away. The hound chuckles and rolls her eyes, before quietly counting to three. Suddenly, she appears in front of the half breed and gives her a rough shove in the other direction.
"Woah! Where's the fire sweetheart?"
Text | Marcus
Josh: Hypothetically speaking, if I shot you what would happen?
Marcus: Why do you have my number?
Marcus: .. and that would depend on what you shot me with.
