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"Aghh! Anyone got an energy-", the woman had begun, though she was interrupted by Musta throwing her two cans of Red Bull.
"Oh, hey! Thanks, buddy! You read my mind!"
Without taking a moment to observe the reactions of the Protozoa Angels, Bones had flicked back her hood -- which had been partially slipping off of her head up until that point-- and stuck one can in her pocket. The other can was held in front of her as she pulled off the tab and began to chug it down. Strangely enough, as she did so, her face seemed to regain it's colour. Within seconds, the can was emptied off its contents. She had been about to chuck it over her shoulder as she usually would, but realized that doing such a thing would be a bad idea. I wouldn't want to trash their house if I'm tryin'a get them to believe me. Instead, the demon stuffed it into the pocket of her hoodie while blowing a raspberry and began to down the second can of Red Bull, which didn't take long at all.
"Oh ho ho~ That's the stuff!", Bones said to herself while she wiped her mouth. She'd even gone so far as to lick her lip rings in case they had picked up any of the delicious liquid.
Believe it or not, despite the two cans of Red Bull she'd recently emptied, the demon was still very much tired. This was fairly typical. In fact, on some days she wondered how on earth Stryder and Musta were able to put up with her insatiable appetite for vitamins and energy. Speaking of which, Stryder had called back 'F*ck you'. To which, she stuck her hands into her pockets, bent forward with a firm stance, and lazily called out 'Bllleeeehhh!' in his general direction, despite the fact that he wouldn't see it.
The male Protozoa Angel, in the mean time, had shifted himself so that he was closer to Claire. 'What exactly are you guys?', he had said. Bones had opened her mouth to reply, but closed it due to lack of something to say. In the end, she simply pointed at Musta, seeing as Stryder wasn't about, as if to say 'you do it'. The halflings would most certainly not trust them in the slightest if they were to find that the trio were demons. During her thoughts the woman seemed to mutter 'Woof' to herself, as she would usually do when bored. At that time, Stryder had walked out and handed Bones a basket of fruit. To which, her dislike towards him seemed to evaporate. The demon attempted to hug him, before releasing him to examine the fruit.
"Ooh! Thanks, dude! You're my best bud!". It was strange how a simple gift could change her attitude towards someone.
Bones seemed to munch down on the fruit nonchalantly while she watched the situation. For a brief moment she had checked out Claire, whom the demon found to be quite attractive, before turning her attention back to the male Protozoa Angel, who seemed to be doing the talking for the time being. Before the trio could say anything more, they needed to see the halflings' reactions first. She, herself, had said enough; perhaps one of her fellow protectors could say something to convince the Protozoa Angels. Mm-mm-mm. This is damn good fruit.
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"These guys are just getting stranger and stranger," she thought to herself as she rocked back onto her heels and sighed slightly, she was growing a bit tired. "Couldn't you guys have showed up like...in the morning?" She asked them in a strangely calm tone, though she wished it would have sounded more annoyed than it had. She looked at her brother then back at them, "maybe i would be able to ignore them better if i was wide awake, like in the morning," she thought to herself. They were starting to annoy her with their not leaving and all that.
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"Well, first off. They were a lot of...,"he tried to think of a different weird other than angels,"our enemies that we are protecting you from were surrounding where you were in the morning, so we had no chance to talk to you guys then."
He watched Styder come back out and handed Bones a fruit basket, he chuckled slightly. He decided he should apologize to the male demon, he knew that sometimes his teasing could make him angry. "Hey, Stryder." He walked to him and gave him a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Sorry about yelling at ya. I was already mad and I didn't mean to blow it off on you." He gave him a very gay smile before walking away from him.
There, he sensed that angels were coming. They were a bit far from where they were, but they were still coming. He turned to Bones. "Hey, you can sense them too right?" He looked back at the sky before speaking again. "I'll go examine the area. Seeya guys later."
At the moment, he burst into flames, transforming into his beautiful phoenix form and flying into the sky.
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Having drifted off inside her thoughts for a good while, Bones was dragged back down to reality by a certain feeling. This certain feeling... was a familiar tingle that worked its way down her spine; a sudden 'pang' or realization. Angels. That's what it was. There were angels about. Stupid brainless birdies need to mind their own frickin' business. With a low growl, the woman stuffed her hands into her pockets and shot a glare towards the skyline. Nothing. Where were they? Of course, the Protozoa Angels would make her senses tingle somewhat, being that they were half-angel, but not to this level; it wasn't them who were setting her 'Angle Radar' off.
The eccentric woman wasn't the only one. Musta, too, had sensed angels, and was asking about whether Bones felt them. The demon nodded and ground her teeth.
"Yeah. I feel 'em... Nosey b*stards," Bones huffed.
Musta said her would examine the area, which was a good idea. The woman slipped a hand out of her pocket to salute him goodbye with a determined grin. She wasn't quite able to fight yet; she was only at 75%, at most. For that reason, she would leave the angel-crushing to her fellow demon.
"A'ight. See ya, Musta."
Though, she hadn't been expecting his next move. He had transformed. In the open. While people could still be awake. Right in front of the Protozoa Angels. Of course, she had morphed too a moment ago, but she had had no choice in that matter; it was a forced change. The green-haired demon was left with her mouth hanging open as she watched the magnificent phoenix fly off. After her brain finally managed to register what had happened, Bones shook her fist in the air angrily and called after her long-haired colleague.
"Musta! You frickin' idiot! What're you doing?! Ay! Get back here, damnit!"
After realizing that her attempts were futile, the demon spun on her heel to face the halflings and pointed a gloved finger at the two of them with a very serious, but highly comical, expression.
"You two saw nothin', 'kay?"
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She watched as the female demon shouted after her companion, in vain, and then turned back to the halflings, who looked a bit at odds. Almara had never gotten a good look at the two until now. The girl, Claire, stood a bit shorter than the boy, and was quite pretty. She appeared rather fragile, and Almara couldn't help but imagine breaking her body like a twig, or caressing it gently. She didn't know which of the conflicting thoughts came first. Then she drifted her gaze to the boy, who's name was Darren. He was thin, and looked to be a weak thing, but she knew better. He wasn't overly attractive to her, but she could see the appeal he would have on other girls. He was cute, if anything.
Almara, now lost in thought, began to wonder about the demons. The two males didn't seem to smart, and were obviously working under the leadership of the female. 'Under' being loosely defined, since they seemed to do whatever they pleased, even when she yelled at them. The girl, on the other hand, seemed to be more intelligent, so Almara payed more attention to her. She was tall for a girl, maybe 5'8" or 9", and had bright green hair, Almara couldn't tell if it was natural. She also had some markings on her face, though Almara couldn't make them out from here, and dressed eccentrically. Strangely enough, Almara found the female demon to be somewhat attractive(though, as an angel, she naturally found beauty in all things), but it was a little stronger this time. "Thats probably how this whole mess got started." She said out loud, turning around and walking towards the stairs to wait in the living room.
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"Remember, my pheonix form is not visible to the human eye. Only you guys, angels, and the Protozoas can see me like this."
He knew Bones was going to be furious with him either way or not, and he knew he was going to regret it later, but he didn't care. The presence of an angel was so near, but he needed to concentrate to find the enemy.
OOC ll Sorry for the short post. I couldn't think of anything.
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"I'm just going to ignore that," he concluded. "It didn't happen and I'm going to bed." He started inside, pushing Claire along with him in hopes that she would get the idea and follow. Before he disappeared in the house, he looked back at the other creature protector whatevers. "You are not going to be here when I wake up," he told them, though it seemed like he was saying it more to himself than the rest of them. He was trying to confirm that they were allusions and what little left of his sanity he had left had deteriorated somewhere on the way from the bus stop to his home, probably around the time 'Musta' showed up. Seriously, what kind of name was that? He had the urge to make a mental joke about it every time he thought about it.
With that, he promptly turned around and left to head inside his house, not bothering to care if anyone else had any objections.
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The morning was chilly, as it always was in the northern states, not to often was the morning warm, pausing at a stop light as he watched several cars slowly trickle by on their way to business. Oh the life of a mortal, how eventful and dreary it had to be. Once the light turned red and he could pass, he stopped at his favorite little cafe` deciding to enjoy a meal before getting down to business for the day. He found an empty table sitting down and waiting for a waiter/waitress, once done he ordered the usual a plate of Bacon and eggs with a glass of tea. Oh how he did enjoy food on earth, it wasn't like he was a glutton but it was better then going through the normal motions in heaven anyways.
Once he got his meal, he proceeded to eat without a care to the world around him; or to his mission, why rush it? he thought again. He'd get to it when he felt ready to get to it, Demons were easy prey for him, and those abominations, well so far they still probably confused, which would make his job all the easier, but it still didn't sit entirely with him they were young, not even given a chance to choose their path. He might have to change his mission details and see if he couldn't help them choose a path on the straight and narrow, if not hey; his sword was specifically design to carve out the hearts of demons, why wouldn't it work on half breeds?
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After her cold shower she wrapped herself in a towel and went back to her room, another human characteristic she did not have was the knowledge to close one's blinds when changing, however she quickly realized her mistake and an ashamed blush spread across her face followed by quickly closed blinds. After which she finished getting dressed. She wore a reddish purple whirt with black chains wrapping around it and some rather revealing shorts-she couldn't believe these kinds of clothes were in style but she did what she had to do to fit in. After which she brushed her teeth and hair-which dried in soft golden locks down to her waist and went downstairs for breakfast.
Cereal which was a little too sweet for her liking, but again she did what she had to do.
Not too long afterwards her grandmother came in, "Sara, you're up already? Wonderful, could you do me a favor then?"
"Uh, sure."
"Could you take the trash out?" Sara nodded a yes before grabbing the trash bag and headed out. She stopped outside the door, the hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end. They directed her to the protozoans house, specifically a place in front of the door. Unfortunately to her human eyes there wasn't actually anything there except there wasn't anything there except a man kicking down a door, rather unelegantly, while seeming to be dragging something but once again she couldn't actually see what was being dragged. However, she could guess. It was trully frustrating and her face held some confusion but she shrugged it off and proceeded to take the trash out. After which she grabbed a book and went to the back yard where she sat beside the pool and started reading.
She wasn't planning on being eager to meet them, that would give her away so she decided she would ignore them for now. That was the best way to go.
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