Earth

It was easy enough to see the tension building between both Masters and Demons as a good deal of hushed whispers of annoyance and jeers being passed around to notice this little group was not necessarily one that was paired to get along. Her eyes narrowed as she watched her partner pull out his phone and seem to fall absorbed momentarily into the glow of screen before quickly stuffing it back in his pocket. "I'm going to assume he did not necessarily get the message about how he was not to contact a single other soul once the game started" She could feel herself fume as she as she came within about arms reach of him and not a step closer.She could see her partner look at her and could feel his gaze begin to analyze her just as she did him earlier, "It seems I have not received an idiot after all..." She could feel her mind ramble on as she let out what seemed to be a visible sigh of relief.

"Looks like you're going to be my partner in this so-called game, huh? The name's Akio Hakudoshi, as you might have know. Hoping that we're going to work well together." Her partner started with a smile that while held the appearance of friendly gesture, though truthfully she felt if he where to be honest it hold nothing but a hollow void behind it. She gave what seemed to be a look of indifference at the human before the next words that exited this child's mouth brought her blood to boil. "And may I get to know your name, young lady?" She assumed it was his attempt at chivalry, but it's blatant patronizing nature had cut at the Demon's pride. "My given name is Zadkiel though you may call me what you wish, and you do not need formalities in this game with me Akio Hakudoshi as I already know of my place within this affair." She replied in a annoyed tone not bothering to provide a friendly smile as he had given to her as the flame in his comment had unknowingly come closer to bring her already at the moment shortened fuse to ignition.

She gave a curt glance to those around her as she could feel the spearing looks directed towards her. The other demons seemed to busying themselves already with their selected humans with varying results. The Fox and his master seemed to be more of a relationship between an child and her house pet while on the other hand the Djinn seemed to be attempting to gain firm command of the master-servant relationship with the scarf wearing idiot. Ironically only pair who seemed to be getting along was that of the Nightmare Demon and the young girl who where quietly conversing among themselves.

She quickly turned to her master with the hope that her first analysis of him not being an utter idiot was correct as she prepared to give the human the briefing of the full scale of this little "game" they where to play. Her face grew grave as she prepared to speak giving him a gaze that would seem downright cold and lacking of any sympathy towards him for the situation he was being thrown into, "Now before we got any further with our little talks Akio Hakudoshi I would like to know if you already know of what this games rule and requires you to do in order to win as well as if you are willing to commit such atrocities in the name of victory..." She had just managed to finish off the sentence before all hell broke those starting with a few brief words from the idiot with a scarf.

"Do you know Yana Lin Heihatsutori?!"

These simple words seemed to draw upon the full ire of the Kitsune who was quick to engage upon the poor human who simply bumbled his way across a boundary he did not even know was there. Her eyes widened in slight suprise when the Kitsune snatched the boy up by the scarf as fire began to dance from the demon's fingers. The fallen angel could feel some instinct welling up in her guts as she felt her body move before she could think through exactly what she was doing placing herself directly in front of Akio as if acting as a human shield for the boy. The demon stood her group as the scene slowly began to defuse itself though she couldn't help but worry about the condition of the boy with the scarf after such an attack before shaking her head. "He is not my charge..." She recited to herself repeatedly until the worry for the human's life began to fade, old wired habits do die hard after all. The fallen eyed the carnage with a grim look before turning towards Akio with the first words to extend from her mouth being "Are you unharmed?"

Her words however where to be cut off by the announcements of of their mysterious host who seemed to be chiding the early combatants as if they where simply naughty children who had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

"Attention. Demons and Masters. The games have begun, proceed to your apartments scattered about Tokyo. No killing until everyone has gotten home. No following each other home either as that wouldn't be very sporting now would it?"

With those final words after the string of chiding the host would bid the group adieu though the whole thing left a foul feeling behind as if the air was filled with a dangerous mix of toxicity and tension. Finally after a long period of silence among the groups they began in almost a painfully slow manner to separate though one could almost feel as if in this moment the lines of battle where being drawn. "So it begins..." She mouthed back to the Jinn's finally jeer casting a disgruntled look at the crowd of humans passing around them oblivious to the scuffle that had just happened before returning to her silence until all but her and her partner where gone from the accursed human train station.

She gave a sigh as she pulled her bag up higher on her shoulder before turning to Akio a motioning for him to lead the way "You know the layout this city better than I would" She simply stated before leaning in close to him to give one last warning to him before they left the safety of the station "It is imperative you remain by my side at all times, as so long as I have the most insignificant ounce of strength in me I will protect you to the best of my ability, however I can only do so much for you human and for me to succeed in my tasking you must be willing to accept my help. But above all you must be above all ready for what is to come Akio Hakudoshi as now you move against powers that no human should ever before forced to fathom. Do what you can to survive and I will handle the rest...that is all I ask of you human."

"My given name is Zadkiel though you may call me what you wish, and you do not need formalities in this game with me Akio Hakudoshi as I already know of my place within this affair." Akio's Demon replied to him in a rather annoyed tone. But he just shrugged it off with a smile. Perhaps Demons' tastes are not like humans. But anyhow, through what Akio has managed to read from seeing her, it seemed that she's going to make a good partner. In fact, he has already felt that the two of them are going to be formidable opponents for the others. Still, all of them, even his partner are still underestimated him to some extent, which is what he has totally expected. Judging a book by its cover will get you killed, I hope they're smart enough to know such simple things.

Then, he looked to his partner. Zadkiel was looking at the others to see how they reacted with each other. It seemed that two of them at least share something in common. Then it wasn't much long before she turned to him and began to explain things. It's not like Akio was an utter idiot. From what he read, he's already knew what he'd be facing sooner or later. But he figured that having some knowledge of something that you've never tried before isn't a bad idea, "Now before we got any further with our little talks Akio Hakudoshi I would like to know if you already know of what this games rule and requires you to do in order to win as well as if you are willing to commit such atrocities in the name of victory..."

Her words were seemingly cut off by somethings that Sora had said to Tohrushiki, the guy with cat ears. "Do you know Yana Lin Heihatsutori?"

Akio doesn't know what past do the two of them share together, but only with those simple words are enough to get the Demon enraged. He taunted him before setting some sort of fire and burned the blue-haired boy, which surprised Akio. Quickly, his sense of caution kicked in and he traced one step back while swiftly reached for his knife inside his jacket. But what he didn't expect is that Zadkiel would stand in front of him and acted like a shield to him. For a brief moment, Akio smirked, feeling quite interesting. Looks like she isn't as dull as I thought she'd be. Realizing that nothing too dangerous is going on, he straighten himself and returned to his normal composure. He continued to watch, remaining expressionless as the blue-haired boy screamed in pain as the Demon's fire has burned a hole on his clothes and left a severe burn on his shoulder. So, this is how this 'game' is gonna be? Heh, not to bad, I must say. Akio thought as an amusing smile appeared on his face. Normally people would freaking out at scenes like this, but Akio has seen too much chaos to showed any hesitation now.

Zadkiel turned her head and asked Akio, "Are you unharmed?" Akio just laughed it off and just as before he's going to reply, a weird voice echoed from somewhere that seemingly caught everyone's attention. "Attention. Demons and Masters. The games have begun, proceed to your apartments scattered about Tokyo. No killing until everyone has gotten home. No following each other home either as that wouldn't be very sporting now would it? Also. . . Akio. If you attempt to text your gay-lover again. Something will happen to him and none of us want that now do we?"

Hearing the voice mentioning about somethings that will going to happened to Maki if Akio's going to contact him again, on the inside, he was pissed off. If you dare laying a finger on him... He secretly gritted his teeth for a brief moment before returned to his normal calmness and smirked dangerously before speaking out loud, knowing that whoever that voice belonged are definitely watching and hearing them, "Oh, I'm sorry for that. But if I remember correctly then in that letter you sent, you didn't mention about anything that I mustn't contact him. You only said that I mustn't tell that I'm taking part in this silly game to anyone. Next time being more specific. But still, you're what they'd called as the judge so I'll follow whatever rules you wanna set." With that said, Akio took out his phone again and blocked his lover's and Kyoru's numbers without any disdains then took it back to his pocket, "There, happy now? Just leave him and my brother alone."

It was then that he noticed Tohrushiki suddenly crawled onto the ground while spatting out blood, as if he was brutally beaten up by someone. Then a few moments later, Amaya's hand were crushed by some invisible force that caused her hand to bleed quite badly. Akio raised an eyebrow. So that is his punishment eh? He crossed his arms and thought as he watched whatever happening next. As Amaya took her partner by her side, she turned to the rest of them and asked, "Are you ready?"

Akio tilted his head with a smile as he crossed his thumb over his throat, "Bring it on." He simply replied. Zadkiel then began to made her moves as she motioned Akio to lead the way. "You know the layout this city better than I would." She simply stated before leaning in close to him to give one last warning to him before they left the safety of the station. "It is imperative you remain by my side at all times, as so long as I have the most insignificant ounce of strength in me I will protect you to the best of my ability, however I can only do so much for you human and for me to succeed in my tasking you must be willing to accept my help. But above all you must be above all ready for what is to come Akio Hakudoshi as now you move against powers that no human should ever before forced to fathom. Do what you can to survive and I will handle the rest...that is all I ask of you human."

Akio listened attentively as he read the location of their apartment. When she finishes her words, Akio spoke up, "Finally I got a chance to speak. Let me reply your earlier statements first." He said as the two of them traced their steps towards the residential area. "First, can you please just address me by my first name? Or even if you wanted, just Aki is fine. You said you didn't really want it to be too formal, so do I, whether I'm a Master as they called or not. And second, you said that in order to win then I've to accomplished such atrocities. You don't have to be worried about that. I've stained my hands with the blood of so many bastards and do many other terrible things to survive and protect my own brother. Trust me, I've already decided that I will show no mercy under whatever circumstances. And about what you've just said, I don't mind you staying by my side and protect me or anything likes that. It wouldn't be wise to up against things that you've never got any experience with rashly. Anyhow, I understand you might think that I'm weak, that I'm not significant in any aspects. But know what? I once slit the throats of a whole gang with 5 assholes double-sized bigger than me." He speak about his killing experience as if it was nothing to be guilty about. "But rest assure, I won't die that easily and be at ease that I'm not gonna get in your way."

With that said, the two of them continued their walk until they reached their appartment. Upon getting there, Akio uses his given key to unlock the door and get in. The apartment was just about the size of Akio's and it was quite spacious and furnished like any modern apartment. "My, I didn't expect it to be this cozy." Akio said gleefully as he stretched his arms and walked towards a bedroom. Opening it, he was quite surprised to found out that all of his belongings had already been moved and the room looks exactly like his bedroom. Well, isn't that cool? He turned his head to Zadkiel before making his way into his room. "We should have a small break first after all that had happened, don't you think? When our minds are cleared, we can discuss our tactics. Feel free to enter should you need me but I hope you'll knock first. Basic civilities." With that said, he closed the door and landed himself on the bed. Although he didn't admit, he's quite looking forward to this. Let's see how will I live under the same roof with a Demon.

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The walk home was silent for the most part, with only a few people stopping to stare at what Amaya had to assume was their disgruntled appearance. Her hand twitched, but for the most part she wasn't in any serious pain. Besides being a demon meant healing much faster than a normal human would be able to. For her partner though she couldn't quite say the same.
"Don't pass out on me now kid, we're almost there,"the intonation of her voice was nothing short of a command, but underneath it held a hint of worry.
Sora had been in a lot of pain and for what? Damn, what did I even say to bug that guy? All I wanted was some information. . . Well I guess he answered my question. The voice above had spoken to him but he hadn't been paying much attention to that, Sora was too busy writhing in pain from the severe burn on his shoulder.
"Uh, I w-will try. . . Say, Ama- uh, Amaya. I'm sorry."
The boy looked down at his feet as he spoke, he was nervous that the woman would be unhappy with him for being so weak. To his response she adjusted him on her shoulder and gave a long sigh. If they wanted to win they were going to have to think things though.
Amaya knew fighting would not be their team forte, so that meant she had to think of another strategy. Hiding seemed cowardly, but the best option by far, but maybe....No, that would be too cruel even for her. Harming other participants families seemed like a cheap shot.
Minutes after her mental analysis they had arrived at their apartment. It wasn't grand per say, but it had a homely type of feel; as though no one would ever except a demon to be living in it. As she was about to walk though the front but she then remembered what they looked like. 'They're going to stop us if we go that way.' she thought.
With a tug she pulled him toward the back of the building and opened the door, his weight leaning heavily against her side. "If you fall, I'm not going to pick you up."
Sora nodded at the woman and smiled. Maybe this demon wasn't as bad or scary as he had thought she was.
"But- if you fall, I'll try to help you up okay? After all you're my partner now. So, we're in this together right?" to which her response was a roll of the eyes.

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The boy smiled broadly as he hobbled over to a scraggly couch in the center of the new apartment, looking to the woman, she seemed so uptight. Always on edge.
"So, Ama- uh, Amaya,can you maybe tell me a bit about yourself? Maybe we could get to know each other! Er, I mean! "
Sora no doubt found Amaya to be pretty, she was the most mature and beautiful woman he had ever seen, but he knew that he was no where close to being in the same league as her. He was short, weak, boyish, and cowardly. She was perfection, scary, scary, perfection.
Forgetting about his question for the moment she went to the kitchen where she found all the essentials for living. 'Kanaroe sure does provide." But without questioning it further she rummaged though the cupboards looking for bucket, soap, and a rag. Minutes later she found said items and filled the container up with lukewarm water.
Amaya brought it over to her partner and looked him in the eye, daring him to protest.With quick motions she brought the shirt up over his head, and looked at the damage done. It wasn't too bad, and it was then when she noticed his lack of muscles. To say she was disappointed wouldn't be a lie, but was it a surprise? No.
Tsking the demoness set off to work and dipped the rag into the soapy water and began cleaning the wound. For several minutes no sound was made expect for the constant wincing the boy made. When she was done she threw the contents into the sink, not caring if it were to stay in there forever more.
"We don't seem to have any bandages, but none of your scabs were disrupted. Keep your left arm motion to a minimal and you'll be fine. When you're healed up a bit more, I'm going to have you practice some basic defense." with that she took a seat across from him on a chair that matched the ruggedness of the couch. She wouldn't tell him her past quite yet, not for the reason of secrecy, but out of pure tiredness.
Amaya was already exhausted, and the game had just begun. With that final thought in mind she drifted off to sleep on the chair, not caring if she didn't wake up ever.

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Dialogue ~ #FF7190

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As soon as she had asked the stranger his name, he'd dropped to his knee and bowed his head to her. Kagari would be lying if she didn't feel a tad embarrassed at this act, but she was more concerned with him drawing attention to the two of them. However, as she looked down at him with one fist behind his back and the other placed over his heart, she tilted her head slightly. He looked just like a knight bowing to a queen, waiting for the royal sword to be tapped upon his shoulders.

"I am disease, a plague to all those who stood before. 'Anzo', a name cursed to bind a soul such as mine."

"Anzo," she said his name quietly to herself as he lifted his head and met his eyes with hers.

"If 'Anzo' sits heavy on the tongue, cast it away. Bring new life with another binding, one that the oceans in your eyes will ebb to."

He spoke about himself in an odd way, as if the name he was giving her hadn't been his own. Not to mention, he was giving her the option to change it as if it wouldn't be the first time someone picked a name for him. This wasn't terribly surprising, though. He was a demon, after all, so for him to have former masters was completely natural. What peaked her curiosity was what reason there was for him having been without a master before this game was set up and she was selected to be partnered with him. If she asked, he'd probably feel obligated to answer her, but it didn't feel all that important to her at the moment. Besides, her attention had shifted to the commotion the other people in the station were making. It seemed the scarf-boy had upset the cat-eared demon for some reason or other.

"Attention. Demons and Masters. The games have begun, proceed to your apartments scattered about Tokyo."

Here eyes quickly darted around in search of the voice that echoed throughout the station, but her line of vision was quickly blocked by Anzo's back as he stood in front of her defensively. As the voice continued, though, she understood who is must belong to. This voice belonged to the one who had left the letter for her to meet here.

"No killing until everyone has gotten home. No following each other home either as that wouldn't be very sporting now would it?"

"So our host shows himself at last." Or rather, he more like announced himself.

"Also. . . Akio. If you attempt to text your gay-lover again. . . Something will happen to him and none of us want that now do we? And Tohrushiki . . . Foolish child, didn't I tell you not to lose it? For this you will be punished."

She had taken a small step to the side and leaned over slightly to watch the scene from behind Anzo who remained in front of her. So Akio was the name of the human boy who had been standing next to her early, and Tohrushiki was the name of the cat-eared demon, who had collapsed to the ground in pain as soon as the voice had finished speaking. Kagari didn't flinch at the sight of blood that Tohrushiki had coughed up, but she did feel her eyes widened ever-so-slightly. The voice was not just a voice, after all.

"Time is little. Take your final bows."

Kagari took a step back, watching the others slowly depart for a few seconds before reaching into her pocket and pulling out her phone. She wouldn't be allowed to make contact with her mother, or anyone else from here on out until this game was over. In that case...

'28 Missed Calls'
'18 Unread Voice Messages'

Most of these were from her mother, with two or three being from her manager. She pulled open her mothers contact and tapped her thumb on the screen. This would cause a riot anyway, but it would be better than disappearing without a word.

-Won't be home for a while-

With that text being sent, she opened up the only two contacts on her phone and blocked them for now. It would be annoying to have her phone constantly vibrating the entire time she was gone.

"Make haste, red paints the furniture, and paints the eyes of the hungry. Starving I am not, but I do not wish to fill the bellies of others, either."

"Right," she said as she slid her phone back into her pocket. She gave him a small smile as she began to walk with him. "I don't think you'd have the right taste. Personally I think the somewhat plump one's are best. Soft and easy to chew."

Maybe that joke was in poor taste, but she felt the need to say something to try and lighten the mood a little after the events that had just occurred. As they approached the exit, Anzo moved ahead to hold the door open. She felt no need to say thank you, as she was used to having people cater to her this way. Come to think of it, the only time she ever opened a door herself was when she was alone.

"My heart is held only by you, wield it well."

She stopped in her tracks as she stepped through the exit. "Anzo, it means 'giant' I think, right?" She looked away from him again and continued forward, giving him no time to answer before she spoke again. "I like it."

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The door to their assigned apartment sat facing the mouth of the stairs on the third floor of a more-than-questionable, and quite compact, building. The stairway itself wasn't well maintenanced, the handrails were greasy to the touch and the air held the unmistakably foul odor of feral cats, but the dusty skylight that sat high above their heads let in the lazy, late morning sunlight making the whole space look deceivingly more pleasant. Anzo wasted little time once they had reached the top of the stairs, pulling his key from his pocket and pushing it into the lock. The scrape of the bolt moving back, then a satisfying click, and Anzo was turning the knob, trying to push into the new home that his Master and himself will share.

Trying being the keyword.

Under the pressure of his hands, the wood of the door only creaked, moaning loudly with age. Anzo pushed again, harder this time. No dice. Finally, with a half-step run-up, Anzo slammed his shoulder into the door, popping it open so harshly that it swung back into the room and hit the wall behind it with a startling slam. A plume of dust and rust flakes rained down on the pair's heads.

Anzo, not bothering to brush the debris from his hair, he reached to wipe it from Kagari's instinctively. He had barely brushed his fingertips against her hair before remembering her orders not to touch her and snapping his arm back, bobbing his head in a silence apology, hoping she hadn't seen. He quickly turned and leaned his head inside the room.

"The King Of Cats dances. Dances oh-so merrily. High upon his hill, with all his rich milk and foods for a belly as large as none. Yet -- he dances -- his people's eyes hollow -- he dances -- with the prospect of plates -- he dances -- gone dry," Anzo mumbled, mostly to himself, musing his distaste for the Demon King's tastes. Anzo imagined the demon cackling to himself, sat up upon his throne, out of the reach of the game. A true King of Cats.

The whole room was an unpleasant sight. Even from the doorway, Anzo felt a bit sick to his stomach looking at the yellowing wallpaper peeling off the walls and feeling the humid air of the room hit him full in the face. His old hoodie was no longer a comfort, but rather began to make him sweat. Something tugged at the back of his mind, a memory long forgotten, but very prominent and quite unpleasant.

Anzo pushed the door back against the wall, moving aside to hold it there and allow Kagari to enter, bowing his head as she passed. When they were both safely (More or less) inside, Anzo let the door fall shut, and flicked the lock for good measure. As he turned, he couldn't help the wrinkle his nose did as he looked upon their new living space. It was even worse when they were inside.

One might call him a spoiled dog, but Anzo was used to a certain living standard that a place such as this did not uphold.

Both the kitchen and the living room were visible from the threshold, with an open closet on the right wall and a window at the far side. There was only one door in the whole place, and it sat ajar. A quick glance could reveal it was a bathroom, but that was all. No bedrooms, no extras. Even the furniture was minimal. There was an odd, faded floral-pattered couch in the living space, sat in front of a coffee table that looked to have seen better days. A single, oscillating fan sat on it, doing a deplorable job. The whole place was no bigger than a postage stamp.

Stripping himself of his hoodie, and half a mind to strip his shirt too, Anzo moved to drape it over the back of the couch. He glanced to Kagari, and, for a moment, he saw Nami. Surprised, Anzo stumbled back slightly, catching his foot on a fold in the rug and falling hard with a loud thud.

When he looked up again, blinking frantically, the shimmering image faded away, leaving Kagari in her place. A sudden wave of guilt washed over Anzo as he pushed himself slowly back to his feet. He tried to talk the thoughts away, turning away quickly to begin eyeing the moth-eaten curtains with far too much interest, "Had the sun risen in another lifetime, another dice had been thrown, Kings would gossip and swear with envy for the kingdom I would build you. A Queen's castle, a dream to clutch." It came out much more bitter than Anzo had hoped, but he was only upset at himself.

Kagari was his new master. Nami was dead, Anzo always forgot. Kagari, although they shared the same heritage, was not Nami. Anzo should be hit for just thinking such a thing. He was already so unfaithful, and it had only been a morning. He only knew her name, and that she was human... Curiosity ate at him. Would it be too forward to ask?

"Um..." The Alp Demon took a long pause, no sure how to ask who she was in a way she would understand, and in a way she would not be offended. Finally, he sighed, deciding to just go for it, "Queen of Tides... Has the ink yet dried on your ledger? As pages turn, what worlds have bowed to your pull? Can you fill eyes such as mine with tales of long ago?"

Zadkiel could feel something akin to relief wash over her as she passed through the doors of the crowded station and into the bright sunlight that seemed to await her outside. The sounds of the city where everywhere; car horns, voices of your average passerby, and just the daily "heartbeat" of the city so to speak providing her with a strange assault of sound as she simply stood there a moment rooted to spot as if she was dumbfounded by all of this. It would take the sound of Akio's footsteps beside her however to stir her from this trance as she hurriedly took a few good strides to catch up with her partner as he moved through the streets, his eyes glued to the sheet of paper in his hands. Zadkiel gave him a sideways glance as if watching him for a moment before returning to her childlike sightseeing around her as her head seemed to always at the moment on a swivel. The human world had change since she had last viewed it in full, but she did suppose a good hundred years had passed since her imprisonment and knowing the ever forward driven humans they would not stop until they reach the pinnacle of progress...that was if they didn't kill each other off in their conflicts first. The demon continued onward following Akio before he seemed pause as finally the boy next to her began to speak.

"Finally I got a chance to speak. Let me reply your earlier statements first."

The demon fixed her attention on the boy, but kept her eyes locked straight forward on the ground ahead of her. It was time to hear what her "master's" thoughts were on this matter at hand.

"First, can you please just address me by my first name? Or even if you wanted, just Aki is fine. You said you didn't really want it to be too formal, so do I, whether I'm a Master as they called or not. And second, you said that in order to win then I've to accomplished such atrocities. You don't have to be worried about that. I've stained my hands with the blood of so many bastards and do many other terrible things to survive and protect my own brother. Trust me, I've already decided that I will show no mercy under whatever circumstances. And about what you've just said, I don't mind you staying by my side and protect me or anything likes that. It wouldn't be wise to up against things that you've never got any experience with rashly. Anyhow, I understand you might think that I'm weak, that I'm not significant in any aspects. But know what? I once slit the throats of a whole gang with 5 assholes double-sized bigger than me."

The demon seemed to listen quietly to his words, her expression seemingly in a constant state of apathy. However the words themselves had reached home deep under the mask she wore outwardly. He had wished her to call him by his first name or by his pet name as if they had known one another from quite some time. She was not sure what to think of this, but it was better than having her bow before him and if only for that little bit of seeming respect for her she would in turn honor that request. The next little bit of news was taken with slightly mixed feelings on her part in the matter, but at least he was competent in the art of killing which would make things much easier in the the long run she supposed. None to less the idea that a human of Akio's age had done such things brought of pang of pity for the boy who had his innocence stripped from him though she began to wonder why such emotions still lingered after all had she not fallen so many years ago? The demon gave a slight nod as he finished this with his own promise. As it turned out this Akio Hakudoshi had turned out to be quite interesting indeed.

The had continued to walk for a while more before they reached the structure that they would call home for the time they where bound together. It seemed like as nice enough little apartment from the outside as it was off the beaten path of most travels which made it all the better to her as in this game seclusion at times was a good thing. She stood behind Akio coming uncomfortably close to him in the process as if she were unconsciously trying to act as a literal body shield while he had stopped to open the door. However once the door swung open she began to back out of his personal space before following him into the apartment revealing the inside of the place.

It was surprisingly nice though the lavishness didn't appeal to the demon as much as it did her partner, though one could not say she didn't enjoy the opening feeling of the place. She could hear Akio begin to move off while exclaiming his pleasure at their room and board before she shook her head slightly. "I would have preferred something a bit more utilitarian..." She muttered slightly as she followed him down the hallway to the door of his room in which he stopped before turning to her.

"We should have a small break first after all that had happened, don't you think? When our minds are cleared, we can discuss our tactics. Feel free to enter should you need me but I hope you'll knock first. Basic civilities."

The demon opened her mouth as if to protest something as the human began to close the door before closing it once more. "As you wish.." where the final words she uttered before the door was closed though they seemed to contain some level of irritation to them. The plan the fallen angel had drawn up in her head already was they she would reside in his quarters in order to stand guard over the human in case of some sort of danger, but it seemed this was not to be the case. The angel stood outside the door a moment in silence before proceeding to her own room. In comparison to Akio's room it was by all means a utilitarian space, it's space void save everything but a desk, a bed with a side table and shelving and a small television set. The demon set her bag down next to the bed after she had shut door before making her way back over to her bed as she fell backwards onto it. She closed her eyes a moment as she lay there the sounds of birds chirping outside the window being the only things that would dare make its way into the room as her mind went over the events of the last few days before finally she opened her eyes with a pained look coming across her facade as she stared upwards at the ceiling as if asking a silent question to the heavens above, to which in truth had long ago forsaken her.

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Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #33178b || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #0ea1bd

Location ; Apartment, Cafe
Mood; Exhausted, Blood-Thirsty, Angry
Species; Human < Bird < Cat
Date; 1st day //
ooc; Aquilla gave me permission to kinda sorta control Sora. Yey~

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XXXWith a start Amaya woke up to the sound of silence. She breathed in heavily and let the air out all at once, trying to calm her nerves. It wasn’t a nightmare which had awoken her, but the sound of her thoughts that even in sleep never seemed to go away. ’It is when we think we are alone that the walls we built break and our facades fall.’

With a rather loud groan she rolled her body off the chair making sure not to catch herself on her hands, and then stood up straight and moved toward the refrigeratorr, but not before she looked at the clock that read six am. She was dismayed when looking inside and found absolutely nothing. In a fit of exasperation Amaya walked back into the living room where she saw her partner sleeping without a care in the world. ’I could end his life right now.’ she brushed her hand against his cheek in fascination before the sudden urge to strangle him appeared and quickly she backed away from him.

Seconds later when she knew the impulse was gone she began to reach into his pocket, hoping to find money but once more to her displeasure she found none. And in a fit of restlessness she opened the window of their five foot story apartment and jumped out.

Within a matter of milliseconds she transformed into a bird that greatly differed from the one she used previously. As she flew above the city it seemed as though all the anger she had been feeling before fluttered alongside the wind and was forgotten momentarily.

The seconds passed by and she wondered whether or not looking for a coffee shop without any clue as to where one would be was such a good idea, and she concluded it wasn’t but to her amazement just as she thought that a bagel shop appeared before her. ’Luck.’

As the pink haired woman descended from the air she morphed back into a human and walked to the back of the store, hoping one of the employees was stupid enough to leave backdoor open. It was, and so making sure she turned invisible the demoness walked toward the bakery section of the store; where she quickly grabbed an assortment of bagels and snatched two cups of black coffee from the pickup line and then put all the items into a to-go bag.

It was easy stealing from the little shop when it seemed to be so crowded that no one in line could even move, and the frantic bustling of the workers didn’t even notice those around them.

As Amaya walked out the back door once more she wondered how she would get everything back to their apartment while it was still hot. An idea hit her though as a cab pulled up to the curb, seemingly waiting for a customer inside the store. Still invisible she set the bag by the front wheels of the taxi and then proceeded to open the driver’s door. With a quick jab to the man’s throat he couldn’t scream and suffocated to death. An apathetic look to her face indicated she felt no remorse for the demise of the driver. Sure, it wasn’t his fault but when was it really ever?

Amaya, now visible, moved the man’s body from the driver’s seat to the back making sure to stage it as a girl helping a drunken man into a taxi. No one paid attention but she could never be too careful.

Grabbing the bag from the front of the car she placed it in the seat next to hers, making sure to buckle it up. She did the same and was pleased to find that the man whom she had killed drove a more modern taxi with an iPhone GPS system. Not knowing how to get back to their apartment but having memorized the address she quickly typed it in and then hit the start button.
And even though not having driven a car for more than ten years – for she usually had others do that for her - she still remembered the basics and continued to follow the instructions of the voice. ”I do not remember people being such bad drivers before.”

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It only took her seven minutes to get back where the brat was and as she arrived at the door to their apartment she realized she left Sora alone. Unprotected. ”Fucking God-damn, that brat better not have gotten hurt.”Uncharacteristically Amaya fumbled with the keys and opened the door, a long sigh escaped past her lips. Awful Scarf was okay.

Amaya set the brown bag on the table in-between the chair she slept in and the couch which her partner was then occupying. Before anything else she pulled the two coffee cups out and gently placed them alongside each other, and then flattened the bag as a make shift plate for the five bagels. There were of course plates in the cabinet, but she was exhausted and wanted to sit.

”Wake up brat.” and to further her statement she threw a bagel at his head which in turn woke him up immediately. His dark blue hair was messed up and his eyes seemed to be frantically searching the area before they finally landed on her. ”Eat quickly. We’re going to do some research today so you better be bright eyed and awake because like Hell am I going to do it myself.”

She too then began to eat a plain bagel and as she took a sip of her too bitter coffee she couldn’t help but be reminded of herself.

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Dialogue ~ #FF7190

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When Kagari had read that her partner and her would be sharing a home during the game, being assigned a complete piece of trash was the last thing she expected. Or perhaps 'piece of trash' was an understatement, but she really couldn't think of any other way to explain the abandoned-looking apartment complex that now stood before her. It looked like a building that would be used as the base of some sort of haunting, or maybe the location of the first murder that a serial killer would commit.

At the first touch of the railing that lead up the staircase, Kagari quickly pulled her hand away as she felt the rusty surface brush off onto her hands. She removed her hat and wiped the palm of her hand against it, paying no mind to the dark brown traces of rust that were left on the black fabric as she did so. She followed Anzo up the stairs and stopped beside him as they reached the door to their apartment, if you could even call it an apartment. The door refused to open, the wood creaking as Anzo attempted to push the door open to no avail. It took Anzo having to slam himself against it in order for it to open, only to have it slam into the wall inside, causing a fair amount of dust and other particles to sprinkle over their heads.

She tossed her hat to the side as she walked passed Anzo who was once again bowing his head as he held the door open. She had noticed that his hand had come close to her head, but he'd quickly pulled away before his fingertips could brush her hair. She paid no mind to it, the same way she ignored the stain she'd rubbed onto her hat, and reached her hands up to try and brush the dust away. She felt slightly regretful that she'd removed her hat earlier, but there was nothing to do about it now. Pulling at the loose-tied bun that kept her hair above her neck, the black locks cam loose and fell around her shoulders. Having it down made it easier to run her fingers through to brush the rusty flakes away.

As she combed her hands through her hair, she took a look around the little room as Anzo mumbled a list of rhymes to himself. This would be their living quarters from here on out, it might as well be a shack in an alleyway. She itched at her long sleeves, feeling the moisture slowly start to build up under the thin cloth as the humidity of the room flowed over her. The humidity looked to be the last of their problems, however, with the wallpaper looking like it was melting from the walls and the floor being caked in dirt as if it hadn't been met with a broom in years. Not only that, but the place was hardly more than a single room.

Anzo removed his hoodie, clearly being effected by the dampness of the room as well, as Kagari took a closer look at the walls of their "apartment". She reached her hand up and rubbed her pointer down the wall a few inches before examining her finger, narrowing her eyes at the dirt that had turned the tip of her finger brown. "Filthy," she said bitterly, the only word that could escape her lips before a loud 'thump" made her turn her head. Anzo had ended up on the ground for some reason or other with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

She tilted her head at him, raising one eyebrow in both curiosity and confusion, but he quickly recovered himself and picked himself up off the dirty floor, his attention turning to the spotted curtains that hung on a rusty rod that was placed above the window. "Had the sun risen in another lifetime, another dice had been thrown, Kings would gossip and swear with envy for the kingdom I would build you. A Queen's castle, a dream to clutch."

She felt no reason to question him now. If anything he probably just tripped on the rug, either way she had already lost all curiosity she had felt a moment ago as he spoke again. By now, she was starting to understand his poetic speech, though it still took her a few seconds to comprehend what he was trying to say, but she could more or less make it out. He seemed upset about their room assignment, as was Kagari. There was nothing to do about it now, though. She let out a small sigh before a smile returned to her lips.

"Guess you'll have to turn this mess into a Queen's room, then."

"Um..."

There was hesitation in his voice, and for a moment Kagari though that maybe he had changed his mind and decided not to say whatever he was going to say. During his moment of silence, she made her was over to the closet. There was no way she would keep her clothes in here unless it was scrubbed clean with bleach.

"Queen of Tides..."

She straightened herself and turned slightly, halfway facing the closet and halfway facing the black-haired demon.

"Has the ink yet dried on your ledger? As pages turn, what worlds have bowed to your pull? Can you fill eyes such as mine with tales of long ago?"

"You want to know who I am," she said, more as a statement than a question. It was her turn to show hesitation. They'd be working as partners in a game that might cost them their lives, so it was only natural that the two of them should become more familiar with each other. If they remained strangers, there's no way they'd be able to cooperate properly, or at least that's the way most would see it. In Kagari's case, she would've preferred to be as vague about her personal life as possible. On the other hand, be able to understand Anzo would likely work in her favor.

Her eyes moved along the wall slowly before once again resting on the open closet. "I can't live here with just the clothes on my back. We can't live here with the place being this filthy either."

She then turned and took a few steps towards Anzo, stopping with a couple of feet between them. "Our first order of business is making this place at least somewhat decent. After that, we can take a trip to my other house and pick up a few things from my room. As long as we don't make contact with my mother, we won't be breaking the rules." She stopped a moment, her eyebrows furrowing just slightly, though not enough to form a wrinkle, as a thought brushed over here. "Um, we need cleaning supplies too. So, maybe we should go buy some. Uh, the normal store should carry that kind of stuff, right?"

When had been the last time she'd cleaned? Five, maybe six years? The smile that was once on her face curved downward into a small, somewhat frustrated frown.