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08/16/2021 05:06 PM
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Anne Boleyn-Historical version:
Anne Boleyn was the second wife of King Henry VIII and Queen Consort of England from June 1, 1533 to May 17, 1536. A short-tempered but charismatic and intelligent young woman, she appears in seasons 1, 2 and in a dream sequence in the fourth season finale of The Tudors. She is introduced to the King by her father, Lord Thomas Boleyn, who wishes to improve his own social standing by having one of his daughters seduce the King. She is portrayed by English actress Natalie Dormer in an award-winning role, which spans 21 of the 38 episodes. Anne infatuates the King by denying him. She refuses to be his mistress which only increases Henry’s desire to marry her. She is part of a conspiracy with her father and the Duke of Norfolk to ruin their longtime enemy, Cardinal Wolsey. During her rise to power she manages to make more enemies, which leaves her with few allies when she falls out of Henry's favor. Despite her eventual execution (May 19, 1536), her legacy continued through the English Reformation- and through her daughter, Elizabeth I, who became Queen Regnant of England in what is called the Golden
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05/27/2021 09:13 PM
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Lucille and Wanda: Journey to the lazurs pit
Current mood:
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The time they spent on going around the mountain seemed like it took days, but was really several hours. Once they came to an opening, Lucille called to Wanda, telling her to go through it, “It's there, the opening ahead of you, go through that hole. Lucille said as she stood and looked out and watched to be sure Wanda made it through. Once through the hole in the mountain, Lucille took a deep breath. She then made a cover for the hole they climbed through, so no one else could get through. “Alright let’s go, we shall head to my contact here and she will help us get past the enchantments put up.” she said as she put on her coat and took Wanda’s hand leading her to the home of a woman, who had once been part of Ra al Ghul’s army. Though little did Lucille knew her friend would be coming to her, having to be the one who had been protecting, keeping so many from the fortress. She knew the death that came to so many who sought out help from Ra al ghul. “Turn back!” came a voice as Lucille made it inches from her friend's cabin. Lucille recognized the voice as she said in reply to her warning. “Thou shall not, I have been promised passage through, you have helped save my love once, now let me help one bring back the one she is bonded with.” With that, Hung had appeared before the two of them with a smile she pulled Lucille into a hug,it had been centuries since she had seen Lucille. “ My friend, forgive me, I had forgotten you were coming. Please, come in.” she said as she motioned for Lucille and Wanda to follow her. She opened her door and invited the two in, Hung, closed the door behind them and went around and with a wave of Lucille’s hand, she had made the fire ignite as well as helped Hung to light candles and such around her home. “Please, young one, sit, this is where you rest and regroup. I will raise the enchantments in the morning. For now make yourself at home.” Hung told Wanda with a warm smile. While Lucille finished lighting candles and such, she brought Wanda a blanket and wrapped it around her, then reassured her Hung was an ally. “Don’t worry, we will eat and sleep here, Hung and I go back several years. We have helped one another through alot. She is an ally, like Akfred, we go way back as well.” she said to Wanda, handing her a cup of tea. When the morning had come, though, Lucille and Hung took turns patrolling through the night. Hung had awoken while Lucille was out on her last patrol. Hung stretched as she awoke, she would smile at Wanda, “I hope you slept well young lady. You will definitely have needed to, for what awaits you takes high alertness and high attention. You must have your wits about you, that’s for sure.” she told Wanda as Lucille had come through the door. “Morning my friend, Wanda, sleep well my dear?” Lucille asked her as she went and sat beside her on a stool. Hung brought both Wanda and Lucille some tea, a special blend to keep them warm through the cold outside as well as having the ability to keep them up and alert. Lucille had finished her tea and got to her feet. Putting on her coat and looking at Wanda, “It’s time.” she said as her and Hung walked out the door leaving it open waiting for Wanda.
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05/27/2021 05:08 PM
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First Meet: Lost devil
Current mood:
accomplished
I am not one to normally care in mortal affairs, but it would seem like God, my father is having issues with my brother, Lucifer. Yeah well I know, he has been having issues with him for a millinea or more. In any case I am Azazel, or well I am called by most the transitioner. My human name is Lucille. I was given the job of helping souls to be ready for their eternal home. Whether it be Hell or Heaven or even back to the living. Without me, well I am sure my brother and father would have less time on their hands. And something else to fight over. In any case this story starts in London, I was sent by my father to watch over a few souls that were sent back to live life. They were taken out too early. One being an infant that died at birth. He allowed its soul to return to the second born child that nearly died. Has I did this, I was also asked by my brother to seek out someone. Has well as find his assassin and make sure he brings someone to him. Lucifer was vague as to who and why but I did it anyway, anything to keep the balance. I had rented an apartment in low part of London. It was not the best area, but I had to stay low key. While on earth I watched the mortals. Heard them fight over little things. I wished I could use my powers on them to show them love and peace, but it was forbidden. Not to mention I am only allowed to do so with those I was sent to be their guardian angel of sorts. Has time passed by, I began to feel different, I was on my way to my earthly job at a small bookstore. I read nearly all the books in the store and at first was shocked and sad how these mortals were to each other. Until one day I had found the demonic assassin my brother sent . I watched it from afar at first, but knew eventually I'd have to confront him. Though by that time I would be too late. " Hey! " I said as I was in awe, someone had used magic to kill the assassin. That could not be possible. A mortal using dark Magic. I thought as I looked around before entering the alley. " Who are you? Or should I say what are you? " I asked thinking that I should help this man. The demonic assassin was dead, if my brother had any others about, they would find this man and return to do to him as he did to it. " We are not safe here, you can fill me in later. Come we must get rid of the body." I said as I put up a glamour so no one could see us in the alley. it had been quite a while before things settled down. Lucifer and God were at odds with each other, nothing new. Everyone in ears length complained about how many people Lucifer had condemned to hell and clearly I was tired of hearing it. For several months I was dragged to hell by Crowley or one of his other lackies that did not even bother to pretend they liked me, contemplating on what to do with their target. From time to time, I would offer suggestions and as time went by I grew less confident in the job. After a few years of planning i made my way down to the lower part of London, thinking that this job would never happen. My powers were not exactly farfetched from the devil himself. Simply because I was his child; one he disowned, but still his none the less. Being here for less than a week without a specific target made me grow wary of the surroundings. None of it really made sense and Lucifer was as cryptic as ever. I sighed softly after renting a one-bedroom flat for a low rate. Keeping the rental on a weekly basis seeing that I didn't plan on staying here past the time I obtained the target and what was to happen next. A few months passed with nothing better to do then find other targets. See, I am a demonic assassin, so for fun, I tend to hunt bounty hunters that love to try and take me on. Today, was absolutely no different. or so I thought. This other assassin came at me and I had no choice but to duck into an alley way, away from civilians, though I had to use my powers on him. Shaking my head, I sighed and got up after being thrown from a building. "Damn that hurts. You know, you think you people would learn by now not to deal with me." He laughed in my face, obviously doubting whatever I held deep inside, harnessing a power greater than he imagined. "Believe it or not I'm more dangerous than the old man." it was then that he heard a woman speaking, kind of shocked that another being was in the area I quickly subdued the assassin, accidentally losing focus to kill him. "What the hell was that about! I could have hit you instead of him." bringing myself back to reality I sighed heavily. "You would not believe me if I told you, but for now.... let me deal with his body." I shook my head and slowly waved my hand, disintegrating his body without much effort. "We should probably go; they'll definitely smell that." Lucille stood in the shadows as she spoke, but was clearly seen by the son of her brother. She watched, not surprised by his words he had said to the lower demon. She laughs as she watches him. She shook her head at her nephew. She knew who he was, since she was Lucifer’s sister. She knew her brother had disowned the boy, twice for that matter, the second time.. Well seems to be permanent now. She walked up closer to him as she listened to him speak. She looked in back of her, seeing that no civilians had seen or noticed what had just happened, and like always, the mortals walked back and forth like sheep, paying attention to their own issues and such. With that she had followed the young man anyway, she had to tell him about his father. What he was doing and what he wanted her to do, Though she was sure he already would have an idea what she was asked to do, but nonetheless, she would still tell him. If it was up to her she would have kept him with her, he was powerful, and from what she noticed, more than her brother was. She could use an ally such as him, to help her get the higher targets, the ones she would or well had to go after, the ones both mortal and demon alike. Though the mortal ones were not hard to vanquish, but to find. No she didn’t have trouble getting to them, since she always had a spy within their midsts. Her thing was she found them tedious and not worth her time, unless she found them as a challenge, then she would go after them. The demons on the other hand, well some of them were trickey and some made it purposely difficult for Lucille to find them. These were no mere low rate demons either, these ones had been running a lot on earth for anywhere between twelve years to over one hundred years. It was the ones that were part of Lucifer’s army, the ones who decided to rebel against their king and wanted to possess and cause mayhem with the mortals. They felt that Lucifer had gone soft, keeping out mortals' lives for the most part. Though Lucifer actually still interfered with their father’s favorite creations. As they walked down the other end of the alley and blended in with the mortals, Lucille caught up to him, placing her hand gently on his shoulder to stop him from walking, “Listen, I need you to come with me, do you think that was the only one? He was a low rate demonic bounty hunter, there are others of higher positions after you as well. “ she began as she looked at him, then around making sure there were no demons around at the moment. She could feel them, there was some close, but not yet in the vicinity. “ My flat is two blocks up, come with me now, what I have to tell you, you must know and must listen. I do believe we can be of service to one another. Also I will tell you who I am, but for now what you can know is I am not mortal.” she told him as she took him by the arm, to make it look like they were a couple, though they were not nor would ever be.
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05/27/2021 05:03 PM
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Hello Handsome: Ned Fernsby
Current mood:
accomplished
Ned was not a stable individual. He had done some things... horrible, unspeakable things in his life that he kept to himself. Even his therapist wasn't made aware of everything, and he planned to keep it that way. If, for some reason, he did reveal too much to the guy, Ned would feel the need to kill him. But, that would be for another time since currently his therapist had invited him to come along and join him for a psychological convention. It sounded interesting to him enough to be up for it. That, and he was becoming too obsessed with his therapist to turn down the invitation. They had separate rooms at the hotel where the convention was taking place at, which upset Ned. He wanted to share a room, but he did his best not to make a big deal of it. Most likely he'd just throw a fit later when he was all alone. He'd settled in to that room and was watching some TV and also the clock to make sure he would be in the convention room at the appropriate time. He showered, shaved and splashed on cologne before putting on the best suit he'd brought along with him. He fixed his hair just the way he always liked it and was then leaving his room. Down the hall, whistling to himself and acting rather stiff and awkward. He didn't bother to smile at anyone as he passed them by along the way. He had an ID card that gave him access to the convention and sat down at a table where his therapist already was. A few others were there and Ned felt annoyed by it avoiding any conversation with them and only talking to his therapist. Speakers were to come out soon but Ned was already bored, contemplating whether he should remain there or go back to his room. Lucille had been called to speak at a conference, one that was not her normal conferences. Which were on serial killers and their psychological defects. Oddly enough she was more than a forensic psychologist. She herself, well lets just say had to slay her competition. With that said she was on her way to the place when she had some thoughts of what she would be speaking on. She really could not or shouldn't not speak on Serial Killers, of course, so instead she began to write out a speech on psychology and the different mental states. One of the main ones she would surely speak on would be sociopaths, and the other would be dissociation disorder. Once the plane landed, she got off and was escorted to the car that was there to pick her up. It was not hard to find, it seemed the one who invited her to speak, well was a little to enthusiastic. They had gone out of their way to make a banner, which was bright red with her name, 'Dr. Lucille Sharpe' She rolls her eyes looking at her escort, "Are you serious?" She said as she put on a polite smile on her face and walked over to them. "Dr. Lucille Sharpe! I presume?" asked the young lady.,Lucille nods and shakes the girls hand. "Yes, that would be me" she said in a friendly tone. With that, the girl had the others with her place down the banner as she opens the door for Lucille, "After you, Dr. I must say, you are more beautiful in person." the girl said excitedly. Lucille nods as she enters the limousine. Has they drove to the hotel, and Lucille would smile and nod at the Young lady in back with her. Has the girl was as they say throwing out twenty questions. Lucille, though slightly irritated, kept herself calm and would answer some or well a few of the questions. "Well we are here, Dr Sharpe." said the driver ."Thank you, Lucille said as the girl opened the door getting out, then letting Lucille out. It was quite a large place, though not too fancy, but decent. "I will show you to your room, Dr." said a Young man who was sitting up front with he driver. That he did. Once at her room, Lucille had just enough time to get in a few hours of rest before she would be speaking the next morning. "Dr. Sharpe, good morning. I have brought your breakfast and your coffee how you like it. Also I have had your luggage brought up as well. Your clothing, is fresh from the cleaners I placed that in the bathroom behind the door. " Said a man who entered her room. "Why, thank you." she said as she peeked out side the door hearing someone whistle. She shrugged when she didn't catch the front of them, but the back. he knew it was a man, and to her from what she could see, was a handsome one. "The conference is in a hour Dr. I will leave you to get ready." The young man said as she nods sitting at the table and eating breakfast before taking a shower and then headed down to the conference. Walking into the room, there were chairs and tables, which had names on the table where people were to sit. She was oddly at a table where she was able to see the man who she saw walking down the hall an hour before. She smiles lightly as she hoped to see his face.
His therapist had excused himself before the other had joined them, being one of the speakers at the convention and he wanted to be ready when he was called to come onto the stage. This left Ned feeling even more alone and wishing he hadn't come. He had a slew of issues and one was dealing with large crowds. He felt shy and nervous, having a difficult time remaining still in his seat and he must have appeared silly for fidgeting. He fiddled with the cuffs of his dress shirt and then his tie and then a hand through his hair in the hopes that it was just as it had been when he left his room. When a woman had sat down at his table, Ned stared at her without doing much blinking. He took her all in and smiled to himself as she seemed to be the very type of woman he'd so easily become obsessed with. "Hi," he dared to say to her as he felt like this was a huge bump to go over to force himself to speak when every part of him was wanting to get up and leave in order to avoid all the others in the room. "You here by yourself?" he'd ask as that more confident part of himself was taking over. The same part of himself that had such a hunger to hurt, rape and kill. "I am here with someone. My th-" but he cut himself off as he didn't want to say his therapist for fear that he'd look crazy. "My... friend. He and I go way back." He smiled, trying to be confident about the lie he'd just told. "School chums and that sort of thing." He shrugged before he sighed and patted the table with the palm of his hand with all that nervous energy that was building up wanting to be released. "I wish they served drinks at this thing. I really could use a drink." Water just wasn't good enough, but he went ahead and poured himself a glass from the pitcher provided at every table and sipped it. "Needs lemon." The few others at the table excused themselves and got up, leaving Ned alone with the woman. "Just you and me here now, huh?" He grinned and then got up, taking a seat right next to hers as he'd brought his glass along with him. "You've got really nice eyes," he said out of nowhere after staring into them again. "I mean like really, really nice." Sipping his water, not realizing that his behavior was the exact same that usually made others uneasy when around him. But, Ned had a major problem with reality and understanding the things he did. Lucille had been in the company of many great Therapists, psychiatrists and psychologists. The room was full of them, including a forensic psychologist, which Lucille had also dabbed in. She sat there watching and listening to the man up on stage. She would not hear the man at the table at first, seeing as others at the table were talking amongst themselves as well. At least until those left had gotten up and walked away to go to the refreshment table. She turned to look at the man. She gives him a smile as she hears him speaking. She was aware who he was there with, seeing as she had seen him sitting next to the man. She nods at his words, she was sure he was the man his therapist had spoken to her about before she had sat down. Lucille had met his therapist before she had sat down. She knew the man was in one word ‘lying’ about being the man on stage. Though she would let him go on about it, turning as she took a drink of water and looked on stage for a few minutes, noticing the man, now sitting next to her. She had noticed his fidgeting before, but decided not to mention it. She looked at him with a friendly smile as he spoke about her eyes. “Why thank you, Mr.?” she asked him as she gives him her full attention now,being a Psychologist herself, she could tell he was somewhat nervous, of course she was aware of this. Lucille made sure not to watch his body language too much, she did not want to trigger him. She only knew so much about him, though his therapist didn’t tell her his name, but she was sure he was the one the man on stage was speaking of. He showed all the symptoms he spoke of. “Yes, well a drink would indeed be nice to have right now.” She began as she looked around , watching for someone who may have brought in their own ‘drink’ she knew if she saw that, it was not soda or juice, but alcoholic beverage. It was unfortunate that she did not catch anyone pulling out so much as a random water bottle. With that, she looked back at the handsome man beside her and gave him a devious smile. “Well, since no one is watching at the moment, why don’t we sneak off to the lounge? They have drinks there, plus I am sure we can..well you know get to know each other a little better.” Lucille suggested, knowing it would probably not be a good idea to do so, but she was intrigued by this man. Something about him she couldn’t quite put her finger on what or why?. Lucille said to him while everyone’s attention was on his Therapist on stage speaking. She quietly gets to her feet and grabs her bag then her coat. Leaning down and whispering in his ear. “Come to the lounge in fifteen minutes, make sure you are not seen, I’ll be there. “ she told him gently, kissing his cheek after she finished whispering in his ear. With that she looked around and slipped out of the convention. Walking out the door quietly closing the door behind her, she walked down the hall and took the elevator down to the Hotel Lounge. Once the elevator stopped, she walked out and through the hotel she made her way to the lounge, as a young man took her coat, and placed it on the coat rack. Lucille walks in and is escorted to a table for two. She made sure to tell the waiter she was expecting a handsome well dressed man to join her.
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04/08/2018 07:07 PM
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Lets make a Deal
Current mood:
accomplished
LETS MAKE A DEAL
Thinking silently to herself as she was trying to get down to business with this whole hunting down this female demon, who she had a feeling was Lilith, she was well not exactly un heard of, matter of fact Lilith was once one the Amazonian women would worship in order to become immortal, like their Gods, and well as it was, Anne had a run in with such a Amazonian who did just that, and could not kill her with her weapons for the most part. Of course it was one she had been sent to hunt because of the gift Lilith had given her, she apparently went on a frenzy killing half over her community. Now that was one hunt Anne never forgot, two reason, one it was one who had trained her to hunt. Did she think she would ever have what she was taught against the one who taught her? Well of course not. The fact this Lilith had got passed the enchantment's surrounding the island was beyond even the Queen herself, and so that was not Anne's run in with Lilith, but a product of her evil doings. Her Run in was pretty much going to happen sooner or later, and she hoped she would not have to do to her own brother, what she had to do to her own close friend and teacher all those years ago. Talking about biting the hand that feeds you.. Well Anne had her share of such, only she did worse than bite, she tore the hand right off. And so this is brought up because this arrogant prat had struck her nerve, not once but twice. The Twins, well she and them were not so different, and as for her reasoning behind Catharine's death, well she did not do it for any reasons he mentioned, and for the record calling her selfish was the second strike. Anne was not selfish, she did things for others, hardly asked anything for her, matter a fact she did not ask for anything, it was others who gifted her. One more strike, prat watch yourself�Anne thought to herself , only because he has struck a nerve with her, not once but twice.. And well she hoped he would watch his words now. Though it was still on to business, she would agree in allowing him to help her, though it really is going to go against everything she stood for and she was taught. She would have to say the words first, the ones you say when you wish to e hypothetical. "Well I see, well this Lilith must get around then? I have.. well had my run in with her crazed vampires before, though I could not see why one would crave for mortal blood or even the blood of Gods and Goddess, but what do I know. I only knew she had once been worshipped by a hand full of women." Anne begun after hearing his last few words, taking in what t5he had said and with what she just told him, She got to her feet and begun to pace. "So, Your Uncle's first wife, well is now your Queen. Hmm I suppose you demons like to keep it in the family? Sounds like Henry." she giggles a little and then takes a deep breath, bringing back a straight face. "Well it's like Henry, marrying his brother's widow, then when he had my sister as his mistress, and now what do you know, now me. Hmm funny how similar you two are?" she said tilting her head to one side giving him a questionable look.. To her this was well a bit too similar, but she must keep to what she is actually there for, "Forgive me, a conversation for much later, if there is one. Anyway back to Lilith. If she cannot be killed what can be done, since it looks like banishment did not to the job. And maybe I should try and find this Uncle, if he is or may be protecting her. "Anne finished as she stopped in mid pace to look at him, "So tell me if I am to have your help in any way, what do you want for it? And don't plays coy with me either, I was told how all demons, and those of the Underworld are prone to making deals out of anything. So if that is the way I may get your help, then I might do it, I just want to know what you want in return." These were her last words for now as she made her way walking around him. Taking him in all the way, research in a way, you could say. By observing him in a calmer setting. She could take in his aura, and sense him. Though it seemed he was well or seemed a bit harder than she thought to read, but she could read a bit of him, even if she was getting a mix of all sorts. Then again, he was a demon, and as it seemed one having to do with lust. That last part was not hard to pick up on, at first touch, she could sense it from him. Well she would not let him have the pleasure of even thinking she would fall for any of his little tricks.
HELL'S ALPHA AND OMEGA Uncle Lucifer, the king, the emperor of hell, yes he is a character all on his own. Whatever you learned about him in your Sunday school classes and Bible, forget it for he is nothing of what you were lead to believe. He created Lilith because he could not have the family and wife he truly wanted. Unfortunate for Lilith she did fall in love with him, deeply, and it was that love she saw he would never return because his heart and damned soul would always belong to another. It was this love that drove her to madness. Even with the son, she bore him uncle Lucifer still would not love her the same way he loved another. Their son, was none other than my grandfather Cain, yes, that one. Eventually it got so bad between them that uncle Lucifer had no choice but to unbound her from him and strip her of her title as Queen. She was his first creation. I guess you can't get it right the first time, huh? So why am I giving you this background? Because who do you think it is that is cloaking the vampire? I listened to her as she spoke. I could not help but smirk in amusement when she mentioned Henry keeping it in the family. "Oh I can assure you, you haven't a clue. My family is more like yours than Henry." I let out a soft chuckle. "Trust me Anne, consider yourself lucky you have not run into her. Truth be told, you really aren't missing much. She is but a shell of what she once was." I paused before dropping the other shoe. "As for meeting my uncle that will be a bit difficult as well unless you have access to his realm." I then dropped my features to a deep gaze tilting my head to the side curiously once more watching as she paced. "My uncle is more powerful than I will ever aspire to be, why? Because he is none other than the most famous and infamous of us all, he is the one who started all of this to begin with." I paused once more for dramatic effect. "Tell� me something Goddess, would you really want to meet the Emperor of Hell himself? I'm not quite sure Uncle Lucifer will give her up even if we asked him nicely." I want to let her digest that next bit of information before we talked deal.� | TIME TO LISTEN,NOT SPEAK Has much as Anne refused to admit it, and possibly him, HE seemed like he needed to speak more. Like he truly needed someone to listen to him. Even a King needs a listening ear? Right? Well she could only hope before she would venture on her journey, she well would need more information. And since it was apparent, Lucifer was being cloaking the Demon Lilith, than she was sure that whatever he could tell her, even if it may be hard to do. It may help her none the less. She sat up leaning towards him in her chair, and sighed. She would take in all o him words thus far carefully. Knowing everything he would say had importance. Funny part was that he was not the only one with such a run in with a crazed demon as Lilith. Though that I not of importance at this time, right now it seemed the key would e meeting this uncle of his. She would nod at his words of being glad not to have met Lilith, but she also would eventually have to meet the crazed demoness. "Well you are in luck, I am a goddess, and well one such as I was taught several things, and well I was born magically talented, from my mother's side, so to answer your question, yes I am capable of going between realms and even ack or forward in time, But I am only permitted to do that sort of magic if it is of absolute importance. And seeing as I need the rat back, I would say it is. " She said as she got to her feet and went up to him, whispers, "Don't even think I am falling for anything, I only will say this purely because I need as much information as I can get. If you wish to speak of more, alone. I am here to listen if you need a ear. " She said as she then turned ack and went to begin picking up her arrows out of demon and human corpses alike. "I will surely be around for a while to give you my listening services, Nothing Else!" she finished as she looked around and collected all te arrows that were not broken or burned to ask. "And who said anything about asking nicely? I mean I suppose I could attempt to negociate, but somehow unless I made a deal with him, which I would not ever do, not for a child God that has no care for life, let alone his own. He is not worth giving up what soul I have left." She said to him as she turned to catch his eyes upon her. "What? Is there something on my dress? Or did I miss a arrow?" she asked looking at him. She knew one thing, she really needed to get going. She knew time was of the essence, and she had only had less than a week or so to get her brother back. "So, what is it going to be? What would you want in return to help me bring back my brother?" she asked him finally standing inches from him. Whatever it may have been, she hoped it was not what soul she had or anything having to do with her. She could or would give him or do something for him if need be, like hunt down something or someone if he would ever need it, or give him women to feed his well 'Appitite.' Sort of speak. |
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