☼ Demon Hunters ☼ Destruction of Angels ☼

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- { Dαmíєn Stαvє } -
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"It's genetic, what did you think I did? Sit there repeatedly poking myself in the eyes?" He lent back in his seat, having finished eating already. "I beat Solitude - alright I spent six months in hospital afterwards but I did it." He pulled a face at Caia when she said she'd tease him more often if she could.

[Ylva Rane]

.* Caia Grey *.

She raised an eyebrow at his expression. "You're a child." She looked down at her plate forlornly, as it was already almost done. "And I thought you only won because she changed her mind about killing you. Of course, I could be wrong. I was busy dealing with a horde."

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"Yes, yes I am a child." Damien grinned childishly. "I won because I shot a blast of angelic energy at the mark on her shoulder. I've only ever fired that gun once because it saved someone... And blasted away most of the East Wing while we were at it, but hey I didn't like the East Wing anyway." It had always been haunted, and Damien didn't have a happy relationship with ghosts. He'd been all to happy to blow up the East Wing... And then pass out five seconds later.

He stared searching through the menus at the end of the table for the deserts menu now Caia was looking at the almost empty plate as if it were a dead rabbit. "What deserts are you wanting then?" He asked and started to read through them one by one.

[Ylva Rane]

.* Caia Grey *.

"Ah, yes. The East Wing." The place no longer existed, which was a shame. There were great rooms to hold classes and training sessions in. Her students were always put on edge, and for some reason, Damien was fine with remodeling the school so that the wing wouldn't have to have been rebuilt. "That still doesn't change the fact that she decided not to kill you."

At the mention of having desserts, Caia eyes lit up, but she frowned as they fell on Damien's plate. He hadn't even finished yet (though she was a notoriously fast eater). Shrugging, she put down her utensils and sat back. "No, no. I don't need any desserts." She said, interrupting him about halfway through. "By now, I'm not even hungry. I'm just eating for the sake of my appetite, so as soon as you're finished, we can leave." Actually, she just showed up by the unintentional will of his angelic half. Though she doubted he was doing anything too important, she did interrupt his "alone" time. It kind of felt like she was overstaying a welcome she never received. 'I should probably head back soon. After all, who knows what sort of nonsense is going on at that party.' She sighed inwardly, thinking about the damage her grandfather, and to a lesser extent, Deryn, were committing. Not to mention what Trinity might be up to right about now. 'Someone has to make sure things don't get out of hand.'[/i']

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.* I want to protect, so I will dirty my hands for you *.

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- { Dαmíєn Stαvє } -
Hearing more, seeing more, is that really living more?

"I'm quite shocked you don't want dessert..." Damien set down the menu glad he wasn't going to have to read out the rest of it. "and that you want to leave? I asked if I could stay here permanently when I first found it..." He was close to finishing eating and Caia seemed to want to leave so he cut off while he ate the remainder of his food. "Though I think I terrified the angel council a bit too much since I was the first person who'd managed to come here in years so I was told it would be best if I stayed on Earth for the time being and just visit every now and again... Which has now turned into an everyday thing. I don't often leave the library though."

As the waiters started cleaning away the plates, some frowning at Caia as if to wonder where she'd hidden the food she'd just eaten, Damien rolled up his sleeve. He held it out once the waiter asked him to and briefly a pattern of interlocking crescent moons shone up on his wrist when the waiter passed a strange device over it. He rolled down his sleeve after that and stood, holding out a hand for Caia to help her up. "I've paid, we can leave now if you want."

[Ylva Rane]

.* Caia Grey *.

Caia raised an eyebrow at all those who frowned at her, frowning right back in the same manner as if to ask, "And you can't do the same?" And here she was under the impression that angels were almighty, or something along those lines. Her attention was grabbed, however, when Damien held out his arm and an angel used... okay, she didn't know what it was, but used it to make glowing figures of the moon show up on his skin.

She stared up curiously at Damien, and then looked at his offered hand. Honestly, she could get up by herself, but she took it anyway, and once she was standing she pushed back the sleeve to look at his wrist. No crescent pattern. "What do you mean you've paid? I thought you said this was free."

.* I want to protect, so I will dirty my hands for you *.

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- { Dαmíєn Stαvє } -
Hearing more, seeing more, is that really living more?

Damien let Caia mess about with his wrist since he saw no harm in it, "Caia if places gave out free food, they'd go bankrupt. I said free because Solace gets money from the angelic council and I get to pay using that... Which is technically free." He took his wrist back and headed over to the door, holding it open for Caia as he waited for her to follow him. "You know how demonic marks work right? Well the mark on my wrist is an angelic mark. You simply scan it with one of those weird devices and it's like a credit card. Almost every angel has one it makes things easier." He slipped his hand in his pocket and passed Caia the witch stone that had been taking residence there. "If you look through that you'll be able to see it. I asked for mine to be invisible on Earth because someone would have picked up on it."

[Ylva Rane]

.* Caia Grey *.

Even angels had a marketing system. Maybe, if she was lucky, there would be free food where ever she was going after she died. Because 'technically free' was not the same thing as 'free'. Caia took the witchstone and took Damien wrist so she could look at it when they walked through the door. There was an angelic mark on his wrist, not that she doubted it in the first place. Worked like a credit card, huh? Her face neutral, she passed the witchstone back to Damien. 'He could have at least told me that in the beginning.' If Caia had known about it, she wouldn't have ordered nearly as much as she did. She would have eaten a normal portion, like every other reasonable person.

"It was smart to make it invisible." She would have definitely noticed and asked about it. "But if you're still concerned about keeping your angelic half a secret, then I would lay the angel thing a little bit low. I mean, saving the school by getting rid of the vampires was a great thing you did, but I wouldn't be surprised if Horia will be a major point of interest for a long time."

.* I want to protect, so I will dirty my hands for you *.

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- { Dαmíєn Stαvє } -
Hearing more, seeing more, is that really living more?

Damien shrugged slightly, "If it came to light that I was half angel and Trinity half demon we already have a plan sorted out. I would be staying here permanently, and Trinity would be going to the Otherworld to the druid residence. If Horia ends up needing to be saved by angels again it will be."

Solace was waiting at the bottom of the stairs and he frowned at Caia, "Speaking of Horia being a major point of interest, You might want to watch out for the London councilor and also the Emory councilor... Mostly the London councilor though... Though that was because I was annoying her. I'm Solace, we've technically met, you just never really noticed." He held out a hand for Caia to shake.

[Ylva Rane]

.* Caia Grey *.

"Hmm, that so?" Caia found herself sincerely hoping no one would find out. The best reason why, that she could come up with, was that there would be a whole lot of trouble she'd undoubtedly have to deal with. And Cordell, too, most likely, as well with everyone else at the school. She really didn't feel like fighting off a battalion of persistent hunters. It made her head hurt just thinking about it, so yes, she really didn't want anyone to find out.

Caia stared at Solace as he spoke, inwardly sighing for the second time. Too late. "Councilor London, huh?" Great. The woman was known for her persistence. Once she wanted to know something, she wouldn't let it rest until there was a reason to, or until she found it. "Pleased to meet you again, I suppose." she replied, shaking Solace's hand. He really was like the blonde version of Damien. "You two really are birds of a feather. Becoming a thorn in the side seems to be a special trait you share."

.* I want to protect, so I will dirty my hands for you *.