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Dec 4, 2016 18:21:37 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 4, 2016 18:21:37 GMT
PL: 4,460
'TAP' 'TAP' 'TAP' it was a ringing sound so inaudible from the commotion it seemed all but muted as he pressed his fork into the thin strip of bacon and turning it to pop the circle of orange yolk of his egg, he turned his fork coiling the length of meat around the cutlery like a fat snake winding the length of metal. "You know-" he paused to slide it between his teeth bring his lip's around it and pull it from it and chewing loudly. "-that wasn't very sporting." he smiled over at Kyo Zanka, his lip's pulled back in as much a grin is to mirth as a cat is to a lion, technically related but there's a big difference.
He looked him up and down like a man a market a look meant to strip the humanity from the bones, put a price on the man. How long until he started checking his teeth?
The demon had twinning horns that crowned his head, his feature's were pale as a dead man looking without heat or life, his hair was long and wispy and without defined colour, his eye's were as orbs of coals glowing hot with the heat of unseen fire. Simply put if you had to point a demon out of room you'd point at him. "I mean what chance did they have? Its like shooting fish in a barrel." he steepled his gnarled finger's together. "A waste of time."
He unfolded a length of newspapers its folding edges dogeared to one side, its ink running and looking faded. Its date was well past. "I find these creatures, so full of life. Imagine this how many hands took to make this, how many years of information." He released a small spike of ki putting his finger to the paper, flames sparked to lazy life from the heat it smoked and blanched with colour, folding in on itself the tongues of fire licking at it greedily until the paper was naught but ash. "Now imagine what it takes to make that person, there sires their tutors, their friends. What kind of man could destroy all that? Not that I'm judging you."
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Dec 4, 2016 21:08:04 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 4, 2016 21:08:04 GMT
PL: 4,460
"A spaceship?" he slipt out of his chair knocked it over with a careless kick of his boot tossing it against the neighbouring with a 'CRASH' not but splinters remained in the vaguery of a chair. "There's one not but a few steps outside, but its cost a Zeni to ride." he let out a belly laugh his face turned up at the apparent mirth of his word's. "But it'll not but take you back and forth, and you want to travel the stars."
"A warrior'a rights?" he gave him a look his brow poised on confusion, his face scrunching up with the thought and with a shake of his horned head he all but discarded the thought. "Walk with me." he stepped over the rubble his footfalls crunching against the debri leaving foot prints where he had stood. "But your soldiering's done-" his voice became a sing song melody his hand's clapping together with the collapse of air the sound a 'THUP' 'THUP' creating his own beat.
"and they're sending you home, oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya? They said he was a hero and not to grieve For the two ruined legs and the empty sleeve They took him home and they set him down With a military pension and a medal from the crown. But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg, The enemy nearly slew ya, You'll have to go out on the streets to beg, Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?"
"What than?" the mirth vanishing from his voice as if someone had simply flipped the switch. "What is a warriors death if he is not here to appreciate it, its fine to have all the medals in the world and the biggest grave, highest monolith." he rolled his shoulder's shrugging. "But that's coming from a man with a forked tongue, I wouldn't pay too much heed.""You remind me of a younger bluer me, so I'll give you some advice." he walked up to Kyo Zanku, looking up at him giving him his best smile that was somewhere between rabid dog and hyena. "You don't kill, and don't mistake this for me having a care. But you know what happens when the police can't handle a threat?" "They call in the regular army, and if they think for a moment you're a threat. After all your superior being they'll call in the people who have held off the Saiyans, the Changlings." He extended his thumb and drew it across his neck in a line. "I'll let you do the maths."
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Dec 5, 2016 8:49:48 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 5, 2016 8:49:48 GMT
PL: 4,460
"What?" He looked at Kyo Zanku, as a sane man might a madman it said without speaking 'are, are you real?'. "I won't pretend I understand that," he said with a wave of his hand the bridge of his palm cutting diagonally across in a chopping motion as if cutting through that section of conversation and moving on "but I understand why the kine hide in their cubicles, behind theirs tills, behind the paperwork, behind their rules. It's the illusion of stability."
"They believe they are safe in their concrete walls, that the law is there to protect them." he remarked with no syllable of doubt just as one might state it will rain, or a hurricane is windy it was simple fact for the demon. "A man might get use to all things, the small deaths by degrees are little price to pay for safety no?" He shook his horned head the wispy whites of his hair flowing around him like a long gown of threads. "But the sad thing is its a fragile illusion. And it would only take one man to end it. Of course he'd be killing himself too. But there are no shortage of that kind of creature."
He looked out on the destruction of the store and people gathering outside, his tongue going to lap at the face of his teeth removing the small chunks of bacon lodged between, it was a hungry look like a man parched with thirst surrounded by seas of saltwater he could fill his belly with the water and slate is torture but he'd only be able to do it once. "You have gathered quite the small following, but a word on that ship. You'll want a job, no offence but you don't strike me as a man with cash to spare. You're stuck."
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Dec 5, 2016 20:02:31 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 5, 2016 20:02:31 GMT
PL: 4,460
"Why am I here? You don't ask the small questions do you." he scratched at his chin pulling at the length of hair that rounded his chin in an absentminded gesture of pondering the question. "I am here cause of many factors, I exist cause-" he turned a rueful expression on Kyo Zanku. "But you mean now, as in Earth. I sometimes forget you mortals see time as such a linear experience." He raise his hand his thumb and forefinger pinched together as they probed the interior of his breast pocket pulling out a thin roll of paper out of a small packet, he pressed the cigarette into the thin line of his mouth and looked out on the gathered crowd. "Have you heard the expression power begets power?"
"This planet draws the old and new powers like the moth to the flame." Emphasising his metaphor he struck a match and put it to his cigarette, the small stub of tobacco glowing softly with the embers fire light. He breathed deep of it drawing it down half its length. "The old guards, the protectors of this planet will fade in time. And the new guards will take their sentry, wars will be waged in time this cosmic peace is only temporary."
Thick acrid tendrils of smoke would coil their way out of his nostrils, like a dragon of old he breathed out the slivers of smoke and they weaved there way into the air disappearing from view. "There's power to be had here, if one is patient enough. And has enough control on his base urges."
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Dec 7, 2016 20:39:37 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 7, 2016 20:39:37 GMT
'What did the sign ever do to you?' the thought crossed his mind like a bug against the windscreen of his mind before flicking on his screen wiper of his thoughts and only proving to smear the thought even more across his mind 'it was a nice sign, a little gaudy but it did its job'. "I ate there."
"I can see you're shooting hypothetical flares in the sky, but no one is answering. Maybe try calling back later." he rummage through the rubble for a few moments before pulling out a long necked bottle, he dust it off turn it in his hand's and inspect it. "Should I start digging your grave, or will you be doing that as well?"
He put the bottles head to his mouth his teeth leaving an impression in the cork, his head snapping back and a 'POP' would sound from the bottle. He set it to his mouth his lip's forming an oval and his head titled back taking a long draft of it, small rivers of deep red wine would run down his mouth pooling at the sides of his cheek and running down his neck in pulpy pools. "You know-" he said half way through a mouth full, making a further mess. "-you should consider working for me, or at least shacking up with me and a few friends. We've got this little thing where we watch each others back." he pulled the bottle from his mouth with a wet fleshy sound and hurled the bottle towards one of the gawkers with lazy ease, it smacked into the civilians with a 'thunk' tossing him back as one bottle shaped car might. "Strength in numbers."
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Dec 11, 2016 1:58:19 GMT
Post by Mammon on Dec 11, 2016 1:58:19 GMT
PL: 4,460
"Ah, pride before fall." he moved towards the line onlookers, the picket fence of bodies moving out around him as he approached the down man propping him up with the grace and kindness of a supremely powerful child to its toy, which if you've ever seen the episode of the twilight zone with the god like child you know it isn't much. "The joy of my company?" he dusted down the man propped him up by the scruff of his shirt dragging him back up and over the pile of rubble. Sure at first he said 'let go of me! Help me, oh god' but all turns to silent when a bit of pressure is applied and one socks another in the stomach turning there world to bright red under heavy lidded eye's and into the land of unconsciousness.
"But you seem to me a man of vision." he emphasised his sentence with a tweak of his hand the brittle sound of popping could be heard as he twisted the unconscious man's finger to the side breaking it, there was a fitful start and a cry of pain as the gentle utopia of catatonia was broken. "I am a man of vision as well." he moved to the next 'POP'. "I do what needs to be done." He bent the third, fourth, and fith and left the mans hand a ruined claw of flesh in the vague semblance of a FIST. "If my little /volunteer/ has anything to say is that I'm willing to make the hard choices." he leaned down by the man pressing his face against his, the man was drenched in the sweat that drained down his face in thick bands, the edges of his eye's welling with tears, and his nose running with a waterfall of snot, it was saying without speaking 'isn't that right'. "The cruel choices." He pulled himself away from the man making small 'shooing' motions for him to leave.
"Why should you work with me, well for one I have vision. And of course I have others who share my cause, and I share their's. Don't think of it as working for me, think of it as working with me. Its an adventure." he heard the peals of sirans the flash of red and blue light on the horizon, of course the police were going to show up but how long until the speciality unit arrives. "I'm going to be leaving soon, you can take the wrap for all this or you can come with me."
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Dec 12, 2016 4:39:15 GMT
Post by Vi-Poi on Dec 12, 2016 4:39:15 GMT
@kyozanku 2316 WC & 3474 PL! 3474 + 12,274 Mammon 2068 & 3185 PL! 3185 + 6724 = 9,909 Adding. |
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