☼ Demon Hunters ☼ Destruction of Angels ☼

[Todd.]

Lars touched his tongue on his fang slightly and narrowed his eyes more, "I am...wait, why do you care?!" he hissed pointing his katana at her.

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...........................тнє gнσѕт σf lυcιnda cнance & jacĸѕon eмory & яιѕку мι∂мσσи.
...............Lucinda laughed, "Trust me, if he finds a way he'll have a whole platoon of angry ghosts to deal with." She grinned and began spinning her sai on her finger.

Jackson watched as Lars and Yami played old friends. He seemed slightly distant as he and Risky talked about nonsense in his head. Well, Risky was doing the nonsense talking, while Jackson was trying to explain why Risky wasn't allowed to put a panda in a cannon.

тнє ραѕт ιѕ иσт αℓωαуѕ тσ вє яємємвєяє∂, ѕιи¢є ιт ιѕ тнє fυтυяє тнαт ¢συитѕ

aғтer all - a candle can вe eхтιngυιѕнed вy a ѕιмple вreaтн

[LunaSoul]

(You like your pandas' lately don't you angel? XD)

~Yami Nesmrten~
Yami smiled, straightening herself when he pointed the katana at her. She just shrugged in answer to his question, "Is there something wrong with caring about how a fellow host of my brother is doing?" She asked, shifting the staff in her hand, moving it forward to just press against the hand that held the katana and moved his hand so it wasn't pointing at her.

[Todd.]

((Risky if you put a panda on a cannon it'll eat your head hehe))

Lars narrowed his eyes and lowered the katana, "I'm doing fine" he hissed and backed a little, "what are you doing here anyway?" he asked, if he had his bow by this point he would have an arrow sticking on her chest, but all he had was his katana.

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((Risky: I like how you blame me for everything!
Jackson: Because It's always you're fault. I'm with Illusion on this one, you can't put a panda in a cannon.
Risky: Sure you can! You just need one that's big enough!))

...........................тнє gнσѕт σf lυcιnda cнance & jacĸѕon eмory & яιѕку мι∂мσσи.
...............Lucinda was bored of the conversation already, she didn't understand the weird host thing the Nesmrten's did. Nor was she interested enough to bother. Jackson had stopped listening to the conversation long ago, and was listening to Risky's speech on the conservation of pineapples.

тнє ραѕт ιѕ иσт αℓωαуѕ тσ вє яємємвєяє∂, ѕιи¢є ιт ιѕ тнє fυтυяє тнαт ¢συитѕ

aғтer all - a candle can вe eхтιngυιѕнed вy a ѕιмple вreaтн

[LunaSoul]

~Yami Nesmrten~
"That's good." Yami said with a slight smile and then shrugged, "Looking for fun. It gets boring at the house after a while." Amusement passed over her expression as she watched him start to back away slightly. "You know what I'm surprised of, Lars?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. In a swift movement she was behind him, "Two things actually. The first, is that you're showing your back to me, and second, you havn't attacked me yet." She smiled slightly, "I really am surprised by the second one."

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
"Look... I'm seriously not up for games... I am in pain and I am starving" he said tightening his grip on the sword, he turned around putting the sword against her throat, "and not on a condition to think right at the moment" he said mostly on a snarl, he pressed the katana more to her throat, "so don't mess with me" he hissed.
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Placebo Effect]

...........................тнє gнσѕт σf lυcιnda cнance & jacĸѕon eмory & яιѕку мι∂мσσи.
..............."I'll second the starving... I guess the pain as well... I seem to have quite a bad headache." Jackson then frowned as he spoke demon, having no idea what Risky had made him say, "hey!" He pretended nothing had happened however and struck up an argument with Risky. 'Are you being an idiot on purpose now!'

тнє ραѕт ιѕ иσт αℓωαуѕ тσ вє яємємвєяє∂, ѕιи¢є ιт ιѕ тнє fυтυяє тнαт ¢συитѕ

aғтer all - a candle can вe eхтιngυιѕнed вy a ѕιмple вreaтн

[LunaSoul]

(Oh my gosh I'm very satisfied with THG movie <3)

~Yami Nesmrten~
Nothing passed over Yami's expression but amusement when he put the sword to her throat. "Hungry for the blood?" She asked, her voice almost innocent. She chuckeld softly and then grinned, "You're fun to mess with though Lars." She grabbed his wrist of the hand that held the katana to her throat, twisting his arm, and with practiced footwork, forced his arm behind his back and pinned it. "And I might add though, I don't like a sword to my throat." She murmured to him. She felt the faint trickle of blood, the sword having cut her when she twisting it away. It probably didn't help either with him pressing it to her throat. She glanced at Jackson with a frown when she heard him suddenly speaking demon. "Little hunter speaks demon, does he?" She asked, switching to demon.

[Todd.]

Lars gasped and let the katana fall to the ground, "ahh...let go...let go" he whined then felt the smell of her blood, why did it suddenly smell attractive? 'Because she does have a soul' he though, 'the Affected don't... they're like zombies... but she... she does' he felt his fangs coming out again and pierce the side of his lip slightly making it bleed.