|| Uninvited || Mischief, Sherlock and Blep

[86Eternity]

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.Sethakai Terou. Outcast Celestial.
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The celestial didn't just throw one blade after Arentis. Throwing one blade would be boring and boring things were bad. Just bad. No, he'd sent around sixteen after the rapidly disappearing and bleeding mortal. It looked like a log, a log that had been spun and dropped out of a plane. Things without wings should not be able to fly, it looked far too weird. Floating around was fine but flying was a no, he'd make sure to let Arentis know the next time he saw him.

He glanced back a Devian and tilted his head. "Hand sanitizer...? Ew no that stuff tastes really bad." He grumbled, sticking out his tongue to make his disgust even more clear. He was too wrapped up in the disgusting thought of hand sanitizer to respond to the god's second point. Sethakai did need Arentis to come back, however, for two reasons. Reason number one was he hadn't told him it was stupid to fly around without wings and reason number two was because he needed to lick his face.

[Darkanra]

♦ ᗪᗴᐯᎥᗩᑎ ᑕᕼᑌᖇᑕᕼ ♦
Devian | Male | Information broker| Form: xXx
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"Don't lick it then," the God replied, sounding bored. Scanning something on the screen, he made an irritated noise in the back of his throat and pulled out his phone. "Red, I've got something I want you to get for me."
"What might that be, boss? Something exciting this time? After all, explosives are much more fun than just wire..!"
"No, perhaps not explosives. I'm going to send you some design prints and I want you to tell me what you think." Leaving the mobile to hover by his ear, the God's slender fingers danced over his keyboard, before Red exhaled down the phone in surprise.
"Oh, I see... Are you sure?"
"Yes, get word to Blue that I want to talk to him as soon as he's back from his trip."
"Sure boss, watch out for the Feds~" The phone beeped before Devian hung up, closing his laptop as he stared moodily at the blank phone screen.
"What a pain this all is. Why can't those assholes up there just mind their own damn business..?"

[_Sherlock_]

Arentis Stevens
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Arentis dropped through one of the tubed 'natural light' holes, one found in modern houses; the only difference being that his one had mysteriously 'lost' all the glass in it years ago. His house looked modern enough, small, compact and just beige enough for people to ignore everything about it. However, on the inside, it had been hollowed out and filled with as many power tools, chemist's racks and materials, books, computers and random, half-built weapons that it could fill.

He landed on both feet heavily and winced as blood leaked out onto the floor. That annoying feathery creature needed to learn some manners. Quickly crossing the room, he threw a dismantled tank turrent and pushed it off a small first aid set. The crash reverberated until he'd put a MARVEL related plaster onto the scratch on his leg and smallowed a parecetemol dry from the crumpled packet. Finally he looked around for the main reason he's come - he needed some tricks.

[86Eternity]

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.Sethakai Terou. Outcast Celestial.
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Sethakai had moved to go sit by the window, just trying to pick up what remained of Arentis's energy signals. They were odd, felt artificial in a way, it sounded and felt very different to Devian's but there was some odd similarities. Maybe it was a god thing. He simply sat on the floor, feathers quivering and waving back and forth. He mostly zoned out, not paying much attention to Devian's conversations with whoever. The only one he really cared about was Orange. Orange was the only one he knew afterall. He paused, where was the foo dog hybrid anyway? He huffed, wishing Arentis to fall over. Finally, he glanced up and looked over to Devian. "They must really hate you. That dude who did some stuff I can't remember....What did you do anyway?"

[Darkanra]

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Devian | Male | Information broker| Form: xXx
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Devian had leaned all the way back in his chair, head parallel to the ceiling as he spun in circles, scowl fixed on his features. He could not fathom why Fūjin couldn't just leave him alone. It was probably something to do with Sen... she'd just been trouble from the start. He made an irritated noise in the back of his throat at Sethakai's question, not moving from his slumped position as he answered, "got too powerful. May or may not have tried to initiate a rebellion against the King of the Gods and offended almost every single one of his subjects. Broke up with my girlfriend. Existed. The heck if I know why they want me dead." The sad thing was, Devian didn't even know which part of that was sarcastic.

[_Sherlock_]

Arentis Stevens
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His box of tricks packed away into his backpack, he walked out of his house in the normal fashion and went to catch a taxi. If he was going to do this properly, he should at least have a ground level perspective before going. Also, he had some reading to do which is problematic when you're flying at plane-level. There had been several near misses and a particularly dogged journalist to 'deal' with before he had put a ban on that.

He leapt out int the road to stop the oncoming taxi and cheerfully told the grumpy cabbie where to go. With that, he got in, leant against the door with his feet on the seats and got out 'The gods of legend'.

[86Eternity]

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.Sethakai Terou. Outcast Celestial.
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Sethakai had a tendency not to focus on the important, or sometimes more interesting things. Rather than be stunned at the fact Devian had tried to overthrow the King of Gods, he was more surprised that Devian had had a girlfriend. He tilted his head even more, ignoring the hair that fell across his face and into his eyes. He continued to stare out of the window, thinking over the gained information for a few seconds before tipping his head back to look at the god. "You had a girlfriend? Was she taller than you?? Most of the gods I saw were taller than you..." He questioned, tail curving up into an almost question-mark-like shape as he continued to stare curiously at the rapidly spinning god.

[Darkanra]

♦ ᗪᗴᐯᎥᗩᑎ ᑕᕼᑌᖇᑕᕼ ♦
Devian | Male | Information broker| Form: xXx
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Devian paused his spinning and sat up, frowning at Sethakai. "Yes I had a girlfriend? She wasn't taller than me, no. How is that important?" He picked up a folder full of notes and flicked through it absentmindedly, not really looking at them but giving himself something to do with his hands. "That's because they like being tall. I can reform myself at will into any height or look I want, but this is the way I like to be. Besides, when interacting with one another, most of the God-dom inhabitants like to make themselves the size of giants. It makes them feel more important."

[_Sherlock_]

Arentis Stevens
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The taxi trundled along slowly and Arentis flicked pages about gods with powers to level galaxies. Within the short journey he amassed many cool possiblilities to use his new-found supernatural-ism. He looked up occassionaly and looked around at the skyscraper he was slowly circling in ever increasing rings. Boring, unappealing and evil. Just like any good villian's cove. His small but precious luggage would make short work of that.


With that lovely thought, he paid the driver and got out. It was time to play sneakily.

[86Eternity]

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.Sethakai Terou. Outcast Celestial.
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The celestial was quiet for a good amount of time as he processed the seemingly not very interesting information. He put his head the right way up again and poked at the floor as he continued to think. Devian was shorter than a lot of people he knew.... Which wasn't very many. He was shorter than Genyius, he was shorter than Orange, he was shorter than the icecream dude, he was shorter than that guy from earlier who seemed to be approaching again (I'm guessing.)... It could only mean one thing... "Soooooooo.... You like being short?"

Ah yes, what a sound conclusion Sethakai had come to: Devian liked to be shorter than people. Pat on the back, Sethakai, congrats.