Demian Heim's Story

"A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body." Death the chick's words echo through the minds of all of the students as they enter there academy. The annocements rang out suddenly echoeing throughout the hallways.

"Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy. More commonly known as the DWMA.
It stands as a defense against the forces of evil which would plunge the world into choas and drive humanity to the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Keshin and there insasable hunger for destruction. To ensure the Keshinss never regain there hold on this world this adademy was founded by the grim reaper, Death himself.
Lord death would sound out then in his silly toned voice: "So basically were a organization that excists to protect and perserve peace. I guess it's not exactly a typical school. Oh well that isn't important. For now let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!"

The 16 year old daughter of Death The kid known as Shi No Bara or Death the chick would be in Lord deaths room looking at her grandfather the Grim Reaper and her father. The grim reaper would look at Chick feeling as if he had this conversation before somehow. "You know Shi No Bara-" He said using her real name. "You are a grim reaper....you do not have to collect the keshin souls in order to have have a death sythe." He tells her. Death the chick looks at her grandfather and then her father. She was perched on the big mirror in the room her legs crossed and dangling of the side. She was wearing her usual black formal black skirt and black long sleeved top and black boots. Like kid she had the 3 white lines going over half her black hair. Her hair was long and set up in pig tails and Her fingernails were painted black and visible as her forefinger tapped her buttom lip as if lost in thought. "I don't care about that grandfather. I wish to make a weapon of my own specifications." She answers.

Her grandfather nods "Well if that is the case then sense you use two separate weapons and the guns do not count as a set, you will have to collect twice as many souls: 198 evil human souls and two witch souls instead of 99 souls and one witch soul." he informs her. She looks at her grandfather and jumps from the top of the mirror her arms behind her back in a cute way as she looks at him she smirks "Fine by me." She answers coyly. Her grandfather only nods and she makes her way out the door to find her weapons and inform them they were going to attend the DWMA. As the door closed Patty would looks at Death The Kid with knowing eyes she smiles. "She's just like you Kid." She tells Death The Kid who smiles in pride of his daughter and only answers with "I know."

As Chick walks by she takes one of the most difficult missions on the Mission clip board putting it in her pocket as she walks away to Trinity and Guy her most valued friends and her weapons.

A nightmare woke him from his nap, a hour before he was doing a strength training and decided to nap to get ready and pick a mission until the nightmare awoke him, it would be more correct to say that it was a childhood memory, an unpleasant one like all his other memories, Demian stood somewhat depressed at the prospect of a new day in his pathetic life and walked in silence with his eyes on the floor until heard other people, it was time to put the act, a evil grin and a menacing gaze was enough to keep others away, rumors and some threats complemented the image he wished to show.
Now he had to go and choose a mission, it wouldn't matter how he can train nothing surpass actual combat betting his life and thus Eve would be one step closer to becoming the best Death Scythe, as both wished for her to be. Demian approached the board of missions and saw a group gathered around "Is refreshing to see people who don't know they are hidrances" he thought out loud with a mocking tone to make sure that they heard him, he advanced toward them whistling until he caught sight of Eve, the grin on his face momentarily changed from an evil one to a kindly and then returned.
"Eve, Let's choose a good mission," he decided to ignore others and focus on his Demon Weapon mainly because he felt somewhat alone.

Razeluxe found a different paper in his hand than the one from before. Could it be? It was his mission! The one he had eyed earlier before this petite girl had taken it away? Such kindness was not given without gratitude, and Razeluxe barely managed to stutter a quick thanks and bowed. "Thank you, ma'am." he bowed as he spoke politely. Unfortunately, he couldn't strike up a conversation before she lost interest in him and began away. It caused a small frown to appear on Razeluxe's lips.

The two weapons left shortly after their Meister, leaving Razeluxe and Ion alone... well, there was that girl who had bumped into one of the twins, but he was interrupted by a white-haired boy who made his presence known with a rather rude comment. It didn't faze him in the least. Insults to himself never really did for the most part.... unless you count the girls.

He kept an innocent smile up as he returned a comment. "I assume that means that you will be competing for second place, no? Don't worry, because we wont be in your way. First place is more our style." his tone was light, playful but competitive, just as before.

Raze decided he would leave it at that though and then turned to Ion, seeing as the new, rude guy was more occupied with what he could only consider his weapon. He smiled towards Ion, warmly. "We've got ourselves a mission. We're going to slay us a witch." he informs her with a bit of enthusiasm in his tone. "But, I think we should take it easy and wait until later. Underestimating a witch is not something I want to do, and stealth will be our advantage." he explained. "What do you think?"

Ion felt her eyes narrow in irritation as all of them left, leaving them all hanging. And that girl...didnt seemed too pleased at all with her. Which pissed her off a bit. Just a bit. But at the same time, she did give back the mission slip, which did show a sign of kindness.
Glancing at her meister, she assumed he seemed to agree as well. "Nice arent they?" She commented playfully, her grin returning to her, hoping to lighten up Raxeluze's mood. "Liars though.., saying they're the "greatest" She started to mutter in her own world but stopped to listen to her meister's comment with the other two. Another "rude" boy, and a bluntly honest girl. A nice pair. These two were Eve..and Demian, if she remembered clearly. Both well known too, defiantly the one with the witches blood.
'Interesting..' But again her thoughts were dropped as she heard Razeluxe's voice intercept. And of course, a nice and warm smile of his stuck to his welcoming face. Which made her return a small smile herself.
"We've got ourselves a mission. We're going to slay us a witch." he informs her with a bit of enthusiasm in his tone. "But, I think we should take it easy and wait until later. Underestimating a witch is not something I want to do, and stealth will be our advantage." he explained. "What do you think?" Ion blinked at this, and tilted her head a bit. Her closet smarticles working at a conclusion, and bringing out the wrongs and rights about this. Hunting a witch? Thats too dangerous..but Life's full of risk... or so her wild side told her. Besides, she trusted her meister more then anything, so whats to worry.
Nodding, she grinned. "I think its perfect, what else are we supposed to do about it anyways~?" She shrugged sluggishly, and licked her grinned lips. "Besides I always wondered what witch's soul tasted like...sounds like gourmet, so I can't wait.." Her eyes closed in a smile, but despite this, a furious and competitive aura fumed around her. "We can also show those three what we got anyways."

Eve stared at the man, announced as Guy with a look of disbelief, then her face remained impassive. Usually she wasent easily flattered, and if she was, it was very obvious, so muttering a small thank you, she stepped near the board and looked up to see the slips of paper. There was a problem though. All the higher ranks were on the top. She felt herself blush at this, and didnt want to make a scene, so she decided to look at the middle rank... Where was Demian when she needed him- "It's refreshing to see people who don't know they are hindrances" A little childish smile emerged on her lips, as she noticed the voice with ease. Why speak of the meister.. Watching his mocking evil smile turn into a kind one, she felt her smile peek out a bit more. "Eve, Let's choose a good mission," Eve nodded enthusiastically, and turned back to the board, pointing at a couple,interesting, high rank missions only to hear another voice.
"I assume that means that you will be competing for second place, no? Don't worry, because we wont be in your way. First place is more our style."
Eve glanced at the other two, and was about to spit out her honest, yet very blunt opinion only to stop. She didnt want to cause problems, and if she caused problems, Demian might be troubled, and she knew that he was troubled already, so she decided to look away. The speaker looked away as well, which drew a peace line between the two. 'He was only joking..' Eve told herself, as she studied the board. Though she didnt really have a good sense of humor... no not with strangers. Maybe with friends like demians, but not with strangers. "Why don't you pick one today Demian?" She suggested softly, as she looked up at him.

Chick nodded her pigtails bobbing with her movements "Ah how utterly unfortunate...Thank you." She frowned then. "Oh..That's my last pair.." She told them with a sigh. Her cuffs always fell off in some manner or another. It annoyed her to no end. She looked at her weapons. "I'm going to go find them. I'll catch you two later." She told them and turned around walking back to the school as she did. She continued on her way looking around the hallways and even in deaths room when she made it back to the missions board she saw the others from before with 2 new people. She walked up to them rather shyly without her weapons about. She was actually a very shy girl. Her weapons were the more outgoing ones and it sort of brought out a somewhat outgoing side to her without them arounf though she reverted back to her shy self. "Um...excuse me...you guys would not have happened to come across a cuffling that looks like this would you?" She asked holding up her cufflink her golden eyes looking at them all in the eyes in a polite manner but then would shift back down in a shy one. Her full lips were set into a sheepish smile and she was blushing as she stood there.

((Sure. We do need a weapon for the newest member of the rp which would be Dusk Star. ))

"Why don't you pick one today Demian?", Demian smiled and petted her head, "Fine with me," replied the boy looking at the missions pointed by his partner the Scythe Demon Weapon, the classics high-level missions were in direct relation with the soul of a witch or witches related things and Demian wasn't in the mood for a witch hunt, at least not after his nightmare moment ago, he looked carefully for another kind of missions and found very interesting one involving some Evil Humans who work in groups, that wasn't something that was something quite rare considering that most Evil Humans move instinctively in their relentless hunt for pure souls to increase their own power, he took the mission and showed it to Eve, "How about this?", considering that the group was moving in highly populated places Demian and Eve should be careful because if by accident they took a normal human then all the hard work they have done so far will be in vain.

Before listening to the answer he heard a female voice belonging to the well-known daughter of death looking at his eyes, he momentarily looked away but recovered quickly and returned a menacing gaze "Do I look like the kind of person who interested in such things, little girl?"

Chick looked at him obviously not taken back or even afraid of the demon weapon or his partner. "You should know your menacing gaze doesn't scare me. I actually think it's kawaii-desu." She smiled at him showing she was not in anyway joking or teasing him. Her eyes took on a sudden sadness as she recognized who they both were. Several years ago she overheard stories of Damien's life from her Grandfather who was thinking of taking him in. She loathed people who treated others badly and she hated abuse and any type of teasing. She looked at him with some understanding "I'm sorry about everything that the people in your past did to you. I know it isn't much and it may not mean anything but I apologize on behalf of the human race as a Grim Reaper." She tells him. She bowed to him showing she was in every way serious. "I truly hope your life is better now that you joined my grandfathers school and if it is not then I vow to you that I will do everything in my power not just as a Grim Reaper and new student of the academy but as a person." She informed him. Showing her maturity which surpassed most 16 year olds. She looked at him her golden eyes not holding pity but only admiration for his strength for having going through that and still being able to tell the tale and still fighting the good fight. She then nodded "Thank you for your time. Have a nice day." She told him smiling and then she turned and walked away. Once she walked out the door again she found her cuffling on the floor of he stairs which she picked up smiling. "There you are!" She exclaimed happily and then she put them back on as she walked back to her weapons seeing a new boy now she stayed a ways back to watch. She knew the boy as Dusk Star the son of Black Star. She also knew the Star family was at fault for much of Trinity and Guy's hardships. She frowned. Feeling the air take on a sudden chill and knowing the outcome would not be very good of this but she knew better to interfere as well.

Eve watched her meister chose and noticed him ignoring the higher ranks which were associating with witches. She blinked, puzzled, but she felt her eyes soften and quickly understood. Deciding to ignore this, she watched him pluck a slip off the board. Scanning it, he showed it to her and asked her for her opinion. "How about this?" She scanned the paper quickly, and nodded a bit. Her childish smile broadened. "Its a good choice Demian." But she noticed him notice someone, look away and his face transformed to his 2nd persona. "Do I look like the kind of person who interested in such things, little girl?" Eve turned her head, and her smile disappeared, as she noticed the girl, Chick as well. "You should know your menacing gaze doesn't scare me. I actually think it's kawaii-desu." She scanned her person, and felt herself madden and a little jealous [which she ignored] as she spoke. Her eyes... gleaming with sadness, just made her feel a bit more mad. 'Bringing up his past..how dare she..' She thought with a little glare. "I'm sorry about everything that the people in your past did to you. I know it isn't much and it may not mean anything but I apologize on behalf of the human race as a Grim Reaper." She tells him. She bowed to him showing she was in every way serious. "I truly hope your life is better now that you joined my grandfathers school and if it is not then I vow to you that I will do everything in my power not just as a Grim Reaper and new student of the academy but as a person." She informed him. Showing her maturity which surpassed most 16 year olds. She looked at him her golden eyes not holding pity but only admiration for his strength for having going through that and still being able to tell the tale and still fighting the good fight. She then nodded "Thank you for your time. Have a nice day."
She just leaves like that? Chick confused Eve, and she almost started to comment with her blunt honestly. But again, she didnt want demian to feel trouble. She looked at him, and noticed that she unconscously grabbed his sleeve tightly. An act of? Letting go quickly, she dropped her hands to the side, and studied Demians reaction. Would he be mad? Or would he be happy..? "Are you okay Demian..?" Her eyes stared up at him, doe like and worried.
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"Yes, we shall. They'll take my joke a bit more seriously when we come back with a witch's soul." he chuckled lightly. "After all, you're going to be a Death-Scythe then, aren't you?... Well, sword, but still." he then remembered a warning that Death himself had given them when dealing with a witch, beyond just the normal 'be careful because they aren't weak' talk. His smile stopped. Ion felt herself grow a bit more seriou then she usually is, and she listened closely, knowing what he was going to say. Death's Warning, which was known by all.
"Remember though... messing this up means that all of our work will have been for naught, and they'll confiscate our obtained souls." he let that reminder sink in before starting off. "Of course" She whispered in reply, not trying to show her nervousness for the idea. Loosing all her souls..all their work.. She wouldnt want to think about that horrible income. [/b] "But for now.... I could eat." he explained as he headed off. [/b] Unfocused, she blinked a couple times before struggling to catch up. "Yeah, Im hungry too, thinking about witch's souls and all... but breakfast would do" She grinned, as she slowed down beside him, her yellow half pony-tail following behind her. But as she raced to catched up, she noticed Chick passing by on the other side of the hall way. 'That reminds me... what did she not like about me?' She looked at herself and saw nothing wrong. "Hm..?" Ion noticed her clothes all ruffled up from the lack of care.. and the missing belt near her thigh. "Its not syme-" Ion paused, and laughed a bit. How can she forget about the death family's OCD. 'Ah well...' Shrugging it off, she gently and playfully bumped against Razeluxe. Then looked away, whistling lightly.
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Kissue tugged at the bag in her hand, making sure to keep the bottle within concealed. Normally, she wouldn't take alcohol outside of her shared apartment with her meister, Dante, but she was in a rush to see what new missions were on the board. She wasn't exactly sure where her meister was, but she was confident that he'd be able to find her.

As she approached the crowd forming around the board, she sighed and took a long sip of her drink before tightly shutting the opening of the bag and making her way to it.

"Excuse me? Excuse me? EXCUSE ME?" It was unlike her to lose her head, even a little bit, and it was to no avail. No one seemed to notice her presence, let alone budge enough for her to squeeze through. She decided to just wait for the crowd to thin before trying to make a move again. It didn't take much time and there was suddenly a slight break in the crowd as people began to disperse with there missions chosen. She quickly took the chance and jogged toward the board, only to almost run into Death the Chick. Not knowing what to do, Kissue bowed awkwardly and muttered an apology to the younger girl before heading back for the board.

It was then that she realized that she didn't have Dante with her. She'd feel bad if she let him out of the decision process, so she decided to just wait for him to arrive. She noticed Eve and Demian and made her way over to them. She didn't know the pair too well, just enough to know that they were an exceptional pair of fighters. They had Kissue's respect.

She took a quick swig of her drink for confidence and good measure before approaching them. "Hello." She greeted, she realized that something may have just happened and suddenly felt a rush of heat approach her cheeks. "I apologize if I'm interrupting, I'm waiting for my meister to show up. If there's anything wrong..." She cut off her sentence, afraid that she came off too needy, she decided to stand off a bit. "...I'll be right over there." Kissue took a few steps away from the pair, granting them some privacy, and sat down on the ground with her back on the way. She resolved to just sit there in solidarity, sipping on her drink until Dante arrived to choose one of the few remaining missions.

"You should know your menacing gaze doesn't scare me. I actually think it's kawaii-desu." he smiled a bit "I'm sorry about everything that the people in your past did to you. I know it isn't much and it may not mean anything but I apologize on behalf of the human race as a Grim Reaper." She told him. "I truly hope your life is better now that you joined my grandfathers school and if it is not then I vow to you that I will do everything in my power not just as a Grim Reaper and new student of the academy but as a person." "Thank you for your time. Have a nice day."

The speech of the Grim Reaper's daughter throw him out of balance and his smile faded gradually, the girl talked as if she understood, as if she experienced something similar, Demian was about to hit the wall with his fist when he felt that Eve had him grabbed by the sleeve, his partner was clearly worried when the girl dressed in black left to who knows where, the boy took few moments to try reorder his ideas when a new girl came.

"Hello." She greeted, "I apologize if I'm interrupting, I'm waiting for my meister to show up. If there's anything wrong..." She cut off her sentence, "...I'll be right over there."

"Like I care" Demian said aloud as she watched her sat putting his act again, then looked at Eve "Don't worry, I'm just a bit confused, isn't like what a girl whose greatest concern is place a picture frame with milimeter accuracy has to say would bother me ", despite what he said his body betrayed him when his hand trembled momentarily as he placed on her shoulder, "We have to go to the receptionist to validate the mission" It was clear he wanted to change his mind as soon as possible so he changed the subject.

Ion jumped a bit, and stared towards chicks path. 'Note to self.. never comment on her hair...' She mentally told herself, as she examined the destruction.
"Ion, follow.
she blinks, and nodded curtly, before following her meister deftly. She knew this tone well, and she knew not to cross it. An Angry Razeluxe..can be a scary Razelux. Watching him from a distance, she glanced at the window as he turned his attention to it. She easily spotted the man and choice not to question it. Strange things always happen in DMWA anyways.
. "Why were you staring at me if I might be so bold to ask." Ion focused her attention towards the man now introduced as Dusk Star. Which was very interesting, wasent there a student named Black Star?
"No reason" She curtly replied, as she listened to his next statement. "I did not mean to upset Chick I was in fact about to complement her hair. I think it looks really good for her." he stated. He was wondering what he did to piss off the weapons so much. "I wonder why they hate me for no reason. They just got hostile just as a started to talk to them." he chuckled at the thought of a fight. "Probably because of your heritage.." Ion bluntly answered, her intelligence peeking out, and held no offense in her voice. "But I see no reason to be hostile, bring up the past and judging a person for it. Well maybe because of the whole hair situation.." She muttered, and quickly snapped back to reality. "Oh yeah, MY names Ion, Razeluxe's weapon, nice to meet cha, Dusk Star" She held a welcoming grin, her intelligence fading as she spoke her slangs and language.

"That girl knows nothing.." Eve muttered, following her body with a glare, but snapped out of her moment to listen to Demian. Again his act was up.
"Like I care" Demian said aloud as she watched her sat putting his act again, then looked at Eve "Don't worry, I'm just a bit confused, isn't like what a girl whose greatest concern is place a picture frame with milometer accuracy has to say would bother me " Eve looked at him skeptically, and frowned a bit. He was trying to reassure her again... and hide his sadness. Of course she didnt believe him, his trembling body was enough to proof something was wrong. 'That chick..' She thought to herself angrily. That Chick defiantly left a bad impression on her, and she couldnt help it, she hurt her meister's feelings...which was enough to set her off. "We have to go to the receptionist to validate the mission" She took the clear message, and placed a hand on his trembling arm. A little, and soft smile playing on her lips, and she nodded. "...alright Demian.. Let us goo!" Eve finished off with a cheerful voice, hoping to brighten his mood. So placing her arms around his tall person, she gently pushed him towards the receptionist office, but it was also a small hug she wanted to give him. "Maybe we can go eat...or maybe train? Or something you want to do" She asked suggestively, her voice soft and happy. Though if you watched her stormy blue eyes closely, you can see the clouds of anger hidden deep into her eyes. All for those who harmed Demian.

"...alright Demian.. Let us goo!" Eve finished off with a cheerful voice,
Eve guided him to the receptionist with tender embrace or at least so perceived it the depressed boy, whatever the truth that act comforted him, Demian wonder how many times he had been saved by that smile and that warmth is most likely that he wouldn't be here now if he hadn't met Eve, one way or another his fate was intended to end in tragedy, most likely in the Grim Reaper's list as a target of those who were now his 'classmates' if they could be call that.

Handed the mission the receptionist who validate that without saying a word, now they both were authorized to carry out the mission, "Maybe we can go eat...or maybe train? Or something you want to do" She asked suggestively, her voice soft and happy.
Demian smiled kindly, he hadn't eaten anything for two days in which he dedicated to training and sleep whenever he didn't have to fulfill any activity required by academy or wanted to see Eve, "Let's eat something at the mall" it was unwise to attempt to go on a mission with an empty stomach so this time he led the little girl walking through the streets, at that rate it would take them some time to arrive but Demian had no desire to run, was still affected by the Chick's comments, the boyt looked at the sky "I wonder if I can fly" mumbled, witches could fly but he had never tried mainly because Demian despised his own lineage.

Ion tapped her foot a bit, not liking the idea of waiting, but did so anyways. "Ion, you recognized that young man that the Shinigami and her weapons seemed so hostile towards?" "hmm..?" She blinks and then nods, before giving a side way glance towards her meister. "oh Yeah, he's quiet infamous." She turned away and scanned the menu which hanged upon the wall. "He's the son of Black Star..who caused a ruckus, making a bad name of himself and the clan supposedly."
She watched the customer in front of them leave, so she stepped forward towards the cash register. "so its seem like his clan gave him a bad rep." Ion lingered off as a staff member asked for her order. "Um... Ill take a Hawaiian slice... what about you Razeluxe?" Ion asked, eying the menu once more.
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"Let's eat something at the mall"
Eve watched Demian's smile with joy before nodding happily. "Alright~!" She then allowed him to lead her to their destination, but as they did so, she remained silent, wondering what to say next. "I wonder if I can fly" Eve blinks a bit, and looks up at demian, surprised at that question. Demain never, really, asked about his lineage's power- not like its a bad thing, but it was surprising to hear. The small weapon curiously cocked her head to the side, and had a small puzzled expression upon her face. "Maybe." Her brows scrunched up a bit, as she imagined demian flying across the sky with a broom and a little witches hat, maybe a dre- Shaking the strange image away, she looked up at the sky too. "...we should try another time.." Eve whispered, liking the idea of Demian opening himself to his true powers, if there were any.

"...we should try another time.."
Eve whispered that after hearing the phrase that got away inadvertently, Demian was silent for a moment while watching the face of his partner, he had never wanted to even think about doing something related to magic or fly so most likely that the babbling of that Chick girl affected him much more than he thought originally, Demian felt embarrassed by his moment of weakness as they walked toward the mall, soon reached their destination.
Demian didn't come very often so the Mall was something unfamiliar to him, he looked around searching somewhere to eat and saw that pizza shop was near, "You want to eat pizza or want to look elsewhere?", Demian have no preference with food so can eat anything as long as it is edible.

Eve was completely oblivious as to Demian's embarrassment, as she was looking around the mall for any enemies.. But Demian's voice called her back to earth. "You want to eat pizza or want to look elsewhere?" She blinks a bit, and turns to look at the pizza shop. A large sign was posted at the entrance reading.. Grand Opening.. There was a supposed sale on pizza, and it seemed to be alright. Clean, quaint, and new. Besides, she wouldnt want to cause any trouble.. "No, pizza sounds good." Eve offered him a small smile, before taking the lead. Urging him along, she opened the door, and was introduced with a quiet jingle of the door bell, and the smell of fresh pizza.
Embarrassingly enough, her stomach rumbled quietly, causing a bloom of red against her cheeks. Unknown to most, Eve skips most meals, because of extra self training and extra classes.. Although, This never effected her until now. Trying to cover up her embarrassment, she smiled sheepishly, and looked up at Demian, only to see two familiar faces in the corner of her eye. Ion and Razeluxe.
Within seconds, Her smile quickly disappeared, leaving a look of maturity, which looked rather funny on her small and premature body... but nevertheless it intimidated many. Eve glanced up at Demian, wondering if he'll turn around to ignore the two students..
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Ion watched Raze with much amusement as he scorffed down the poor..helpless pizza. 'The one of many victims..' Though what got her giggling was when he suddenly got back on track. 'As expected..' She thought with a roll of her eye only to be pulled back on track by the voice of thy meister. "So then..." he began, eyeing another slice before picking it up. Leaning against the table, elbows propped against the surface for support, she was ready to listen. "We have both Chick and Black Star's kid to compete with." he stated but as he did so, Ion tilted her head in confusion. 'this is a first..' She noted quickly, but felt like she understood Raze's reason for this little yet surprising change. "We shouldn't underestimate them."
"We'll they shouldnt underestimate us either!" She replied in a slightly boastful manner. "Name isn't everything, skill is, and skill isnt passed down, its made through hard work and sweat.. and we defiantly went through that." Her eyes shined with a competitive gleam. "Besides, those two arent the only ones we need to worry about, Demian too i heard had a reputation of his own. Having witch's blood, gives him a bad rep, but gives him extra power." The light jingle of the door bell was heard, and she glanced to see who it was. A large grin pulled at her lips. "Well speak of the kishin.."

Razeluxe offered a content smile as he sat back in his chair and listened to Ion's competitive tone. One would think this was overconfidence, but not Raze, not after the countless hours of training they put in just about every day of the year, and Raze did more than needed as a hobby. Odds were, were that Razeluxe and Ion weren't going to simply be thrown to the side just because their parents weren't famous for stopping a Kishin or something like that. No, they'd make their own destiny, their own feats would be accomplished by skill, not name. Ion was right, and he told her that. "That's very well true." he agreed with Ion, leaving his final piece of pizza for now. "We've got to just hope that our training is enough - I won't be accused of talking the talk but not walking the walk. I'll also be disappointed if we overestimate someone too...." he trailed off, thinking of the worse case scenario in a fight - it wasn't worth the time put into it. Razeluxe hated those types and preferred to avoid them if the chance was there.

"Well speak of the kishin..."

Razeluxe turned his head and his attention towards where Ion was looking and he noticed both Eve and Demian entering the same store as he and Ion were in. A brief sparkle of competetivity flashed in his eyes before they returned normal. "They must like pizza too." he stated without removing his glance from Demian. Then, he had a good idea and promptly acted on such. He gave a couple waves of his arm, nothing too obnoxious or uncharacteristic for him, just to catch their attention before speaking. "If it isn't the contenders for second place! You should sit with us after you're done ordering - the more the merrier and whatnot." he suggested insistantly.

He really wanted to know more about a witch. Hell, maybe it could even help them tonight if every one of them had something in common. A weakness, maybe?

((It was a play on 'speak of the devil', I think.))