The Search Has Begun~Demon/Fallen Angel~Semi Lit Accepting

[herondale.]

Luke rolled his eyes. "Always melodramatic," he muttered moving forwards. Damian was stood defensively beside Clarissa.
"What do you want now," he growled darkly. Luke seemed to be circling them again and it always made Damian feel odd.
"Hmmm, your kind never listen do you. Its funny to watch you squirm," Luke smiled, arms crossed as he moved. He watched Clarissa, pausing in front of her. He snapped his fingers infront of her eyes so that she could look around and speak but couldn't move.

[intriguing]

Clarissa was grateful for this but still didn't trust the demon. She looked at him in anger but didn't let herself flare up. Clarissa wiggled her fingers, she ahd so much determination that in the moment hee had freed her vision she had tried to free her body. With limited success but at least her hands were moveable. "Why do you do this?" she asked, if she was still a demon she would have known, that was the one useful thing, she could read minds back then.

[herondale.]

Luke sighed. "I swear you're both deaf. Ok. Its.. F-U-N," he said slowly, spelling it out with his fore finger. He rolled his eyes as he glanced at Damian who was staring darkly at him. "Ugh, your still here," Luke said in mocking annoyance. He then yawned.

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Clarissa sighed, she knew all too well what he meant, she herself had been a demon and knew that there was no reason for this, just for pure pleasure. "Can't you go and find some other humans to bug?" she said, "It's not like I'm a threat, I'm immobile and would be still even if you weren't controlling me," Clarissa said, looking down at her crutches in annoyance.

[herondale.]

Luke shrugged. "That may be but you would still move if I did this." He then kicked Damians chest sneding him backwards against the wall. Thankfully, he'd been expecting that so he picked up a chair and aimed it at Luke. Knowing he'd most likely hit Clarissa, he broke a leg off of the chair and shot towards Luke, slamming him back against the wall.

[intriguing]

Clarissa was getting really peeved now, Luke had no right to be doing tyhis. In her anger Clarissa gained control of her arms. He flexed her finger and moved her arms about. All that waas left was her legs, then she'd at least be able to have soome defense against him. It took Clarissa a lot of strength to free herself but she really was set against being controlled.

[herondale.]

Luke soon lost concerntration on Clarissa and focused all of his attention of Damian who was pointing the sharpened end of the chair leg at the base of Luke's throat.

(( I have to go! ))

[intriguing]

((That's alright - see you another time ))

Clarissa was fighting it, slowly and surely she was gaining control. Clarissa felt power flowing through her muscles, she was getting control, she just had to break free, that last surge of energy and she could help. But it wasn't coming.

[herondale.]

Luke was pushing against Damian's hand which clenched the pointed chair leg securely against the base of Luke's throat. They were both making hissing and growling noises at each other, Lukes being more guteral. Damian now had the pointed end placed lightly on Luke's skin.

[intriguing]

Clarissa could see the scene, she was willing Damain to fight on whilst she was still helpless. Clarissa winced from the concentration required to break the entrapment of all self-control over movement. Clarissa wasn't giving up, she just had to keep going.