☼ Demon Hunters ☼ Destruction of Angels ☼

[Placebo Effect]

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

None at all, he guessed he might have to make a remote controlled toy fire engine appear from a random toy shop on Earth or something like that if it made her have an 'upset face'. It would easily confuse people in the library as to why a red mini-truck was zooming around the shelves. Damien smiled a little when Abigail started staring up at him, "Unfortunately so Abigail. I had an argument with a good friend of mine." Sighing faintly he leaned back against the sofa and looked up at the ceiling, "But I am way too stubborn to apologize right now. So, I'm sitting here and doing nothing that will help the situation whatsoever." It reminded him of when Trinity and Caia fell out, was every teacher at Horia so incredibly stubborn that it would take a kidnapping and a visit to the Otherworld to sort out. He hoped not since he was pretty sure if he stepped foot on the Otherworld it would be more than painful and he didn't like the idea of a shadow following him around.

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.

Lars rose an eyebrow, "haven't you noticed the funny thing on this Jacky?" he grinned slightly, "we're demon hunters, going into a hunted house... This will be hilarious" he pointed out, "I bet nothing will even get close to scaring us inside there..." he smiled slightly and glanced around, "but first... I'm hungry.... You hungry?" he asked.

"My happiness starts at their death."

[Ylva Rane]

.* Abigail Atlas *.

Well, that was no good. It seemed her mother's "charm" didn't work this time. People were meant to be happy, not sad, so this was a big problem. "That's bad." Abby replied, kicking up her legs, thinking for a bit. Her father always said that sadness was a two-way street. She didn't really know what that meant, but arguments always took at least two people to have. And, she thought, that if two people had the same argument and one of them left sad, it was only right if the other one was sad, too. She didn't know, but it made sense to Abby. She'd be upset if she had a fight with her mother. "Friend has upset face, too?"

.* Delivering fate to the doorstep, and where ever else it is needed *.

[LunaSoul]

~Johnathan Cross~
Johnathan grumbled, crossing his arms, "Child or not I still don't like you for doing it. At all." His expression changed to confusion as she said there was a truce forming, "Oh really?" He threw his arms up in the air, "what the heck happened since I was gone? My gosh..." He blinked, lowering his arms and stuffing his hands into his pockets again, "Yes, yes I have." He shrugged as if it was nothing and then stumbled forward as he was wacked on the head. "Who the hell is hitting me?! I don't think I..." he trailed off as he twisted around to look at the person who had wacked him. "Oh. Ok, I do deserve being hit by you... Hi Deryn..." His voice was a mumble. He was silent a moment as he studied his son, and was surprised at how much his looks had changed. “I… couldn’t exactly reach you? Oh look… pretty butterfly…” He went to another tactic of his and just walked off, pretending to be following a butterfly.
Honestly he didn’t want to face Deryn right now, since he would just have to lie about where he had been and why he hadn’t told him he was alive, and he didn’t want to exactly speak about it in front of Griffon and Castanet. He could just have talked in Deryn’s mind and leave them out, but then they would proabably be just staring weirdly at each other. Well, Deryn would probably be just death staring him down but it’s close enough.

~Kage Pearce~
Kage nodded, “Like… ten years ago long time…” She mumbled quietly. She smiled slightly with amusement, “You hid the cake from him? I’m surprised, I would expect him to be able to sniff it out right away.” She laughed quietly, an image in her mind of Deryn running around trying to catch a flying cake, then the sibblings giggling in a corner. “I’d almost like to see that… though he gave me his cake when I met him…” She gave a small shrug and peeked around the tent they had hid behind for any sign of Cordell before she looked at the ground in front of her, thinking. She’d met someone, Henry Thorn was his name if she remembered right. He was good friends with Johnathan, she had defiantly noticed that when she was still under the watch of the demon hunters after the raid. Her brows furrowed, almost as if she was concentrating on remembering something. Johnathan had asked Henry something, something about his kids. Their names did start with As. She closed her eyes briefly before opening them again and looking up at Angela, pushing away the question that rose up in her mind. She would ask later. “I’m perfectly fine with that. We just have to hunt them down too.”

[Placebo Effect]

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

Damien shrugged a little and closed his eyes tiredly, carnivals really take it out of you. "I think it was more of an angry face Abby." Definitely an angry face, Caia had looked like she was about to kill him. "But sad as well..." He was pretty sure Caia covered up sadness with anger. Anger and freezing things. He opened his eyes and looked down at Abby, "I would apologize but I don't want to apologize for what I think. It's quite crowded in my head with two people already I don't want another person telling me what to think or what not to think." He frowned slightly, "I don't think I'm making any sense to you though eh...?"

- { Jαcksσn Emσrч & Rískч Mídmσσn } -
After all - A candle can be extingished by a simple breath.

"Don't call me Jacky..." Jackson mumbled and nodded when asked if he was hungry. "Alright fine, we'll go get food and then go look for a haunted house." He doubted if it was something to do with Trinity that it would be the normal type of 'scary'.

- { Príncєss Cαstαnєt-Cσnstαncє Alαznє & Cσuncílσr Dєrчn Crσss } -
When life is laid out before you, fight to break free.
Sometimes, what's best for others overrules what's best for yourself.

Deryn raised his eyebrows at his dad as he walked off to look at... Butterflies. "JOHNATHAN CROSS YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!" He glared at the back of his dad's head. 'You let me think you're dead and all you can say is 'Oh hi' and then walk off!?' He chased after Johnathan and grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him back around to face him to punch him in the face. "You idiotic man!"

Castanet just watched quietly as the scene unfolded, staying behind Griffon so that Johnathan wouldn't walk back and kill her. She peered over the councilor's shoulder as Deryn wrestled his dad to the ground and started attempting to hit him. "I'll um... Leave it to you to stop them fighting..."

- { Angєlα Décès } -
A bullet to the heart is no way to live.

"He gave you cake?" Angela gave a shocked face and then grinned. "Right lets go find some teachers to freak out." She was trying to think of what she'd been up to ten years ago, she frowned at Kage, pretty sure the Pearce attacks had been ten years ago. Was that why she'd found herself in the company of the council? She was sure her dad had been there, before the incident two years later where he lost his soul and became the most emotionless person on the planet. "Come on." She didn't really feel like reminiscing, she pulled Kage to her feet and started hunting around for Caia or Trinity.

[Ylva Rane]

.* Abigail Atlas *.

Abby froze, one leg up in the air, and thought about it for a moment. Then she held up a finger on each hand. "Damien." she wiggled her left finger. "Solace." she wiggled the other, and then brought the two of them side by side. "One person, two people." She thought about it a little more, and decided Damien was right. "Confusing." She understood that Damien and Solace were the same person in essence, but she also didn't quite get it.

"Thoughts..." Whenever she was doing something wrong, her mother would tell her, and then she would stop doing it. If someone was telling Damien how to think, then maybe he was... wrong? "I do something not right, because don't understand. Mommy teaches me new way to think. Maybe... Damien needs to learn something?" She unfroze, swinging her legs up and down again. Abby spread her arms out. "Learn new things every day! Everyone does! Liza at candy shop learned about...about..." Abby froze again, trying to remember exactly what it was. "Zim...Zimbaberwe."

.* Delivering fate to the doorstep, and where ever else it is needed *.

[LunaSoul]

~Johnathan Cross~
Johnathan waved a hand in the air, "Hush child, you’ll scare the butterfly!" Johnathan continued to walk, still pretending to be focusing on the invisible butterfly. He didn’t say anything, at least not right away, when Deryn started speaking in his head. He was actually surprised when Deryn had chased after him to pull him around and punch him in the face. He had been expecting something, but not a fist to the face. He stumbled back to catch his balance easily, and touched the back of his hand to his nose. When he pulled it away, blood smeared his hand. He mumbled a curse before looking back to Deryn. He stared at him with an unreadable expression. “‘Idiotic man’? Hmm… how so?” His voice was calm, and could still be heard by Griffon and Castanet and apparently now Valentine.
Johnathan scowled as his son then proceeded to wrestle him to the ground and then try to hit him. He caught his hand with his, holding it firmly and then shoved Deryn off of him. He sat up, and remained sitting incase Deryn decided he wanted to tackle him again. He then cut his voice from the others to only speak to Deryn. “I told you, there was no possible way for me to contact you. I didn’t even know if you yourself were alive. It makes me wonder though, Deryn, did you ever look for my body to see if I was truly dead? The werewolves weren’t that vicious. I would have at least been recognizable.” Johnathan stopped for a moment, still watching Deryn, “Do you think I purposely made you think I was dead?”

~Kage Pearce~
Kage smiled slightly at her expression, “It was very nummy too.” She raised an eyebrow at Angela as she frowned at her before pulling her up to her feet. She was going to question it, but decided against it and followed after her, her hands slipped into the pockets of her jacket. Her steps hesitated as she looked around, “If we are going to go and freak out some teachers, we need cake. I shall go get some.” There was a faint smile on her expression as she vanished into shadows as she went to search out cake. There was a soft thud as her whip fell on the ground where she had been standing.
A black shadow moved out of the whip and soon became a form of a boy, around the age of seventeen. He was semi-transparent; the only color was his ‘skin’, which was a wash of light grey rather than skin color and his form kept fading and then reforming constantly. He was sat on the ground; his arms crossed and face a scowl. “She dropped her whip. Yet again. UGH. It’s boring staying in one spot.” A huffed sound escaped him as he just stared in the direction ahead of him.

[Placebo Effect]

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

Damien nodded in agreement when Abigail agreed that two people in one head was confusing. It certainly confused him most of the time. He didn't nod in agreement when it came to what he assumed was learning about a country. "You mean Zimbabwe?" He asked. "I know I need to learn things but a friend yelling at me doesn't help." Even though it was surprisingly a heart to heart with a ten year old that was the help. He smiled faintly, "You know Abby you are incredibly smart." He gently lifted her off his lap and sat her on the sofa next to him before he stood up. "I need to go and make sure my friend doesn't turn the council island into the North Pole... I'll probably be back soon, probably. Will you be okay here on your own?"

- { Trínítч Lσurd Kαnє & ร๏lเtย๔є } -
Should we live to expectations - Or fight to break them?
Destruction, death and horror!

"Well it's how my life started off and how I ended up in the Otherworld so it constitutes a lot of my life story and a secret that I've been keeping my whole life." Trinity took a curious glance at Esme's arm and shrugged. "I'm not talking to you." She mumbled something and all the files and papers disappeared to where they'd come from in the first place. "Not until you start acting like a cousin rather than a person who tolerates me for their own gain." She ignored Esme and lay flat on one of the shelves as if she was about to go to sleep.

- { Príncєss Cαstαnєt-Cσnstαncє Alαznє & Cσuncílσr Dєrчn Crσss } -
When life is laid out before you, fight to break free.
Sometimes, what's best for others overrules what's best for yourself.

Deryn glared at his dad, seriously wanting to punch him again. 'I lay in a coma for a month afterwards, they wouldn't let me out of hospital for another two months, they told me you were dead. I didn't get to look for you. And I'm not recognizable.' It was even harder to control his powers when he was angry and it was like he was yelling at Johnathan through his thoughts. 'And then instead of talking to me, and worrying about what I've been up to while you've been gone, you turn into an idiot and you walk off pretending to see a butterfly!' He cut Johnathan out of his mind and got to his feet, walking off and over to where Elizabeth was stood frowning at him.

- { Angєlα Décès } -
A bullet to the heart is no way to live.

Angela nodded when he friend disappeared off to get cake and was about to pick up the dropped whip when a ghost appeared. Angela jumped back a little and stared at him for a few moments. "Nah creepy ghost person..." She moved so she was sat in front of him, wondering if he could see her as well as she could see him and prodded him in the head, a little surprised that her hand didn't go right through him. She frowned at him, he was kinda cu-- she wasn't going to think like that, he was a ghost and he was rather moody. "Can you hear me? I can hear you... This is creepy..."

[LunaSoul]

~Johnathan Cross~
‘Of course they told him I was dead, they never came looking for me. Jerks.’ Johnathan thought to himself, scowling inwardly. Once Deryn was done talking, he was about to speak something and realized that Deryn had blocked him from his mind. He scowled and stood up, brushing himself off. He looked in the direction of the two councilors and Castanet, gave them a small wave and followed after Deryn. He was saying what he had wanted to say over and over in his head, his breath held to calm himself down. Johnathan blinked, actually surprised to see the woman Deryn had walked to. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and managed a small smile to the woman, “Hello th- when the heck did he get married??” He had just scanned her mind quickly to see who she was and he was now looking from Deryn to Elizabeth. “I seriously wasn’t expecting that.” He mumbled to himself before looking back to her, “I’m uh, Deryn’s father Johnathan. Would you possibly convince Deryn to unblock his mind from me? Possibly? Please?”

~Skylar Pearce~
~Ghost~
Skylar blinked as something prodded him in the head. He narrowed his eyes slightly, mumbling something about how he was imagining things and then looked at the person that was sitting in front of him. He jumped, realizing that she was staring directly at him, and that she was the one that had prodded him. “W-wait you can see me? And hear me?” He stared at her for a minute then shook his head, “Nah she’s just crazy and talking to thin air and managed to poke me… directly in the head…” He trailed off and just stared at her a moment. She wasn’t Kage, that was for sure but she looked similar. His face then shifted into confusion, “wow you can see me… WAIT. How can you see me?!” He was officially freaking out. It’d been ten years since he’d died, and it was rather disturbing that some random person could see him. Even though he trailed Kage around, or rather the whip, he couldn’t see anything clearly, only the whip was clear. It was all fuzzy and mushed together, so he couldn’t tell who Kage was talking to or not. But now, he seemed to see this person clearly and she seemed to see him.

[Ylva Rane]

.* Abigail Atlas *.

Oh yeah. Zimbabwe. It was a hard name to pronounce. Abby stuck out her chest with a smug sort of pride when Damien told her she was smart. "Yep." she agreed as she was lifted off his lap. "I'm smart." She wiggled in spot, still smiling at the compliment, and held up the fire engine book. "Books for me." She leaped off the couch and wiggled her fingers in farewell. "Bye-bye." she called, racing off back to her corner.

.* Delivering fate to the doorstep, and where ever else it is needed *.