❝ Karma's Love ❞ /Angel & Demon RP/ Closed

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[ Amos ]
"So dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay..."
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That brought a laugh to the young mans lips,
a true, velvety laugh. The corners of his bright
eyes crinkled up and he leaned back, wrapping his
arms over his stomach. "You're quite determined,
I'll give you that. While it's true platonic love isn't
a lustful sin, and is encouraged for most angels,
I'm still held to a higher standard. Physical touch
is about as far as I can go, and even then, it's rare."

The man seemed unbothered by such a statement,
shrugging to himself as he sat back. "Think of
me as an eternal baptism. Clean in every way you
can imagine. You can see why I'm so amused at
being partnered with you." A small smile crossed
his lips and he stood, wings ruffling before they tucked
behind him once more.

"How about I show you something instead? Something
that's a part of me." His eyes grazed the girl's figure
up and down as he chuckled, "You've certainly showed
me quite about of you." It wasn't an insult, just a
neutral statement from the angel. He was always neutral.

[bubble9001]

( ✯Sʏʙɪʟ✯ )
{main} potential crush(es); mika, lance, jezebel | open
age | rank | species; twenty-two | demon succubus

~ you couldn't handle me even if i can with instructions ~
( tagged; amos )

Rejected once again. I brushed it off lightly, figuring it wouldn't be that easy. I was just playing games to keep my interest at this point. I picked out a book examining it over without opening it before sliding it back into place on the bookshelf. "Physical touch, huh? Like a touch of the hand or can you hug people? Have you never even been hugged?" I asked finding complete amusement and humor from the lack of experience the angel has with lust and romance. Out of all the angels I could be paired up with, it had to be the angel of purity. Mr. I-can't-even-touch-you. This was going to be a long vacation..

"Oooh, What do you want to show me?" I asked curiously as if Amos had this deep dark secret he wanted to share. I didn't mind showing my true nature and character to anyone. Some people may find me appalling, but I loved who I was. Even if I was a demon, in fact it's my demon nature that makes me exactly who I am. No need to hide who I am. Making my way back over to where Amos was I took my seat back on the table top. A huge grin was on my face that resembled that of a child's on Christmas morning ready to open up their presents.

(I'm having slight writer's block. I'm sorry. I'm trying to multi-task right now.. Hope everyone is having a great New Year!))

[Domino'ss]

♠ Evelyn Sandstone ♠
Angel of Time|19|Possible love interest(s): n/a|Open to approach

Evelyn has been flying since awhile. Her passion for exploring was causing her trouble since she was entering personal territories and distrubing their owners even if she does it accidently. It was one of those days that she will poke her nose in trouble once again, at least it was what she thought. She slowed down as a beautiful white mansion came into her vision. She calculated the possibilities of what could happen in her head 'I could be yelled at. I could run into an aggressive demon. I could get hit by something they throw to me. But i could also meet new people. Or if its abandoned i can get this nice mansion for myself.' She smiled slightly to cons she has calculated ''I'm so going to there.'' She flew down to the mansion slowly, still hesitating. Finally touching the ground, she cautiously started walking towards the door.

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

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Katylin Bleu Agreste

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Tags: Jezebel

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I watched as the scythe disappeared with a confused look. I then turned back to Jezebel and chuckled softly. I then called to the bartender, asking for a glass of Spirytus Polish Vodka 192 Proof. She looked at me funny but I winked flirtatiously. I kind of wanted to be drunk, at the moment. She was quick about it and placed a glass of the room temperature drink. My favorite temperature. I took a sip before Jezebel spoke again. The mild flavor touched my tongue and sent chills through my nerves. As I set the glass down for a second, I licked my lips with a smirk. I turned to Jezebel, putting together the pieces of her power. I had a feeling there was more than one dimension but I didn't ask about it when I noticed Jezebel was starting to lose her filter. I would lose my own entirely after this vodka. I nodded to Jezebel's question before taking another long swig, the drink half gone. I held back the urge to laugh as my brain started to get confused. Sure, I had a high tolerance level for alcohol but Spirytus Polish Vodka was my weakness. When Jezebel spoke about how people see her when the are dying. I couldn't help but laugh as I crossed my legs. "People see me as who I am. Though, they think I am just the Demon Nightmare. I am a well trained soldier, skilled in the art of fighting. They still can run. It's fun to watch." I chuckled at my own words as my filter fell away. I now saw Jezebel as an old friend. Like I knew her since forever. If I hadn't gotten the vodka...

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Peter

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Tags: Evelyn

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I shifted my wings slightly as I looked out the window in the foyer. I noticed the group still there and snorted. I shook my wings as my body soon began to shake. I brushed back my feathers at the nape of my neck before walking to the door. I opened the door and looked up to see the two angels with Absinthe and Lance. I didn't notice the third angel until I ran into her. I fell back, my wings flailing slightly. I looked up after I brushed my hair out of my eyes. I spotted an angel with wavy, dirty blonde hair before me. I snorted as I extended my wings behind me. I pushed off the ground quickly as I looked at the Angel. "Hey, didn't mean to run into ya. I wasn't paying attention to you before. Though, now," I paused as I scanned her form. "Now I am paying attention to you." She did look pretty but I wasn't really looking for love at the moment. Plus, she wasn't my partner so I wasn't to worried about her. Though, might as well seem 'nice' around this angel. It may make my partner leave his guard down. That would really help me.

[mairon]

J e z e b e l - I n t e r d i m e n s i o n a l M a n i p u l a t i o n

Jezebel looked at her with a smile, beckoning for a second of whatever Kate just drank. "Good to know," Jez replied, "I'd just love to see a redhead in my nightmares," she laughed at the ridiculousness of the idea. The angel didn't really have nightmares induced by this demon, so she couldn't relate, but just the thought of being scared half to death by her image seemed silly to her. When you die, I suppose you're delusional, but when you're dreaming, a girl like Katlyin isn't exactly terrifying. Oh well, she supposed, I guess humans have different fears than we do.

The girl's mind managed to switch topics rather smoothly as the irritated blonde teenager handed her the Spirytus Polish drink. "So you're a soldier? Did you fight in the war?"

The war was a sensitive topic. Nobody talked about it, especially between races, but as someone whose life was the war, it wasn't quite as taboo for her as for others. She saw the battles as realization rather than terror, and though bittersweet, the memories always reminded her of where they stood in this world. Angels, sure, but living still. This war, this fight between two races, had shown Jezebel they were really all the same, and she would still be a snobby big-winged angel if she hadn't noticed that. It was no wonder, when intoxicated, the topic would come up. For Jez, it was hard to do anything that wasn't a result of that fight. That fall.


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D e i m o s - B a n s h e e

He was late. He could not fly, he could not teleport, so they should not have been surprised. In fact, they should have been surprised he even showed up. He wasn't a demon, an angel, or another ethereal being. He was just a banshee they decided to throw in, just for fun.

Deimos scratched his arm as he approached the imposing white building. His slouched, timid posture didn't quite make for a great entrance as he creaked the door open and slipped inside the foyer. The first impression of the place was definitely intimidating. There was the great demon Absinthe, one Dei had heard of before, flying about with two angels near her. Lower to the ground stood another winged creature, this one with two pairs of wings, and a boy who looked to be really young talking to her. In summary, the room was full of important creatures, and Deimos was standing in the middle of it.

Slowly, the banshee felt some attention drawn to him, and it only made him feel worse. Lowering his head, almost as if that would make him disappear, Deimos slunk into the side of the room with the staircase and accidentally bumped into the four-winged angel and the boy next to her. Of course; his attention was so focused on Absinthe and the others that he didn't see where he was going. "Uhh, sorry," the boy muttered quietly, looking nervously for a way out of the room before somebody actually decided to take notice of him. Whatever the two were doing, he didn't want to interrupt. "C-could you just tell me where my room is? I'm-" the Banshee "Deimos."

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[ Absinthe ]
"On the whole, human beings want to be good,
but not too good, and not quite all the time..."
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Absinthe grinned as she noticed Deimos entering
the mansion, and stumbling up the steps.
"There's our lil banshee!" Absinthe
shot a glance at Lance and winked before
wiggling from his grasp, and free falling
through the air.

For a second, she made a stunning image.
Red hair flying up around her face, dropping
with no wings to halt her fall. Except, at
the last minute a shadow nearby seemed to
stretch, swallowing the girl up as she dropped
through the floor before retracting to it's natural
spot.

The next moment, Absinthe was stepping out of
another shadow near by, brushing off her
shirt and grinning, hair splayed in a curly
mane of fire across her shoulders. "We're so
glad you could make it!" The girl gave
the banshee a small hug before stepping back,
resting her hands on his shoulders so that he
would have to meet her bright golden gaze.
"You ok? Made the trip alright?" There
was something almost...sisterly about the
way she talked to Deimos, despite him being
a banshee and her a literal devils advocate.

[mairon]

D e i m o s - B a n s h e e

Caught.

Deimos cringed at the sound of his species, and at the owner of the voice speaking it. The figure with the most authority- the Demon Adviser, of all creatures in the room!- had decided to acknowledge his existence. Looks like there would be no escaping to his bedroom after all.

The boy lifted his eyes to look at the redhead, and very briefly at the man holding her. His attitude towards her was all flirt, which led the boy to guess this one was the incubus. You didn't have to be a banshee to see that. What you did need special expectations for was the fall of the girl, and she did not disappoint. If Deimos hadn't been around near-death experiences before, he probably would have been very surprised, and yet the banshee feeling of 'her time comes later' took all the fun out of it once more.

Uneasily looking up at the demon again, Deimos noticeably tensed at the feel of Absinthe's arms around him. In spite of the pressure from both those he just bumped into and those who had come to him, Deimos attempted a nonchalant answer, raising his tone just so that she could hear him. "Y-yeah... I walked, so, no big," and it certainly wasn't! When you're in a room full of winged beasts like these, walking seemed like the most pedestrian thing one could do for transport.

The banshee squirmed a little, breaking free of her hug, and looked up at her delicate features. She was definitely pretty, a good reason why the Incubus picked her. And yet, beautiful as she was, Dei felt it innapropriate to even meet her eyes. His gaze shifted to his hand, which was really nothing special, and he tried to ask Absinthe exactly what he missed. He had to eventually, and it looked like this was the most time he'd get with her. "D-do you mind telling me what I missed. I'm late, I know, I'm sorry... like I said, I walked..." his volume lowered with every word as his failure of a sentence spilled through his lips. If Deimos could say anything right, now would be the perfect time.

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[ Absinthe ]
"On the whole, human beings want to be good,
but not too good, and not quite all the time..."
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Absinthe smiled warmly, "If you needed a ride,
you could have contacted me. I know better than
anyone how much it sucks not having wings."
The girl scrunched up her face at that, laughing at
herself before motioning Lance and the two angels
she had been with over, "Guys this is Deimos, our
in house Banshee. He's very talented so be nice to
him." That last part was more directed to the
flirt that was Lance than the angels.

Absinthe had already figured that Mika would be...
well an angel. And beyond that she'd be there to
make sure Deimos could...hopefully....break out of
his shell. It's one of the main reasons she had selected
him. The two had only interacted on rare occasions,
but for years she had taken a special interest in the
boy, and developed a habit of checking up on him.

"As for what you missed, not much. People have
just been showing up, finding their partners, and hanging
out. Though, the angels and Lance and I were planning
to go explore territory. Do you wanna come with us?"

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

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Katylin Bleu Agreste

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Tags: Jezebel

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I chuckled when Jezebel said she'd love to see a red head in her dreams. "True, I would, too." I had never thought of it that way before. Why would people have nightmares of me if I didn't look like a complete demon. Sure I had horns and weird eyes but that could make me seem cooler. I shrugged as I took another swig.
When Jezebel asked about the war, I shook my head with a low chuckle. "Nah! Too young. I wish I was, though. I could be a captain or sergeant right now instead of a dang soldier." I didn't mind the subject of the war, I actually enjoyed learning about it from others who had been in the war. I had learned some great fighting skills from a demon who was in the war back when I was proving my usefulness. I didn't out right say that actually loved the war, I just kept that secret. I loved the history of the war more than anything.
While on the topic, I thought of something. "You were the war right?" I asked, my tone more serious than before. I didn't know if this would be a good thing to ask, but I wanted to make sure.

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Peter

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Tags: Evelyn & Deimos & Absinthe

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I was caught off guard when another bumped into me and the angel before me. My wings extended as I looked at the banshee. I tilted my head slightly in confusion as I didn't think he would have been a man. Though, when he spoke, I chuckled. How could he be a banshee? I flailed my wings slightly as I held back a laugh. This was too funny.
When Absinthe spotted him, my eyes sparkled at her. "Absinthe!" I called before she began to fall out of the incubus' grip. I moved slightly to go catch her but stopped, almost wanting to see her hit the ground. When she was engulfed by a shadow, I frowned. I then turned back to the banshee. Hearing his name, I smirked. "Hey, Demios! Great to finally see ya!" My voice was a quick and quirky British accent. Before, it was smooth and charming. I fluffed my wings slightly as I looked at Deimos. I was glad I wasn't the only one who wasn't a real demon. I was a harpy and Deimos was a Banshee. Although, I did have wings while he didn't. I was glad for that.

[♚ Queen ♚]

MIKA

Mika soared with Orion for a moment more until she noticed her counterpart free falling. Mika's eyes widened , and without even thinking about it she dipped into a spiraling dive picking up speed. She was almost touching the girl when suddenly a shadow engulfed her. She was gone now, but the ground was rushing up at her. Mika furled out her wings giving a pained cry before falling to the ground on her knees. Okay that hurt, she rose back to her bare feet just as Absinthe reappeared hugging on their newest member. Mika put on her best smile, but her eyes still held slight pain as she waved at the newcomer. "Welcome, I am Mika the Angel's Adviser. " She brought her wings back to her shoulders or tried to..they wouldn't exactly settle. She bowed to the demons before searching for one of her own. Maybe they would be so kind do rub her sore wing.