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

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

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Katylin Bleu Agreste

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Tags: Club

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I stepped up to the club as I flicked the red liquid off my wrist. I traced the three scars before looking at the club. I got here, now to "enjoy" myself, right? I walked in, glancing around. I could barely hear anything but I could defiantly feel hands where they did not belong. I pushed away everyone that tried to grab me, not paying attention to who or what they were. I just made my way to a corner of the club, trying to keep myself from the crude dancing. While I was a demon, I was not one like Absinthe, always having fun in my own way. I had a mission. That was what I kept telling myself.
I took a deep breath as I put my back up against the wall closest to me. Going back to the mansion would have been a great idea about now. I looked around, hoping to find a fellow demon in the experiment or Jezebel. I finally let my eyes rest upon the Angel of death and sighed. I was glad to find her. I moved off the wall and strolled towards her and the group she was with. My expression was Monotone as I came into view. I didn't say anything as I looked at the creatures before Jezebel. I kept my distance slightly, making it seem to the strangers that I was not with the fallen angel. Though, I was able to read two out of the group. That gave me a good fighting chance if needed.

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Peter

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Tags: Everyone in Club

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I looked down at Mika when I felt her finger on my chest. I smiled at her words and nodded. "Thanks, Miks." I did like the Angel before me, she was something.. Different. Plus, I didn't have any rules about dating an angel.
Though, I probably wouldn't change much now with her. I didn't act when luring prey. I was brutally honest with my actions. So, I would still toy with Mika no matter what. It just would lead to a different end goal. When Mika kissed my cheek, I smirked softly. "Can I not have just a little bit more extra?" My words held that same teasing tone I had from before. I am so glad that's never going to change.

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Nathan Sparks

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Tags: Club

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I let my hands fall and come together in front of me as I leaned forward. My lips just held a small smirk. It felt a little weird yet I couldn't help but let it stay. "Good answer, Absinthe." I just chuckled softly as I stood up off the couch. "I thought that the advisors wouldn't mind. I am only the Angel of Love, of course. Not some kind of assistant." I didn't act surprised, even if I happened to be. I looked out into the crowd and sighed. "Plus, who really needs me around?" I ignored the urge to reach to my scars underneath my clothes as I turned back to the demoness before me. "And what is your rank, ma'am? You look as if you have everything under control." I just smiled kindly, crossing my arms in front of me. I wasn't a threat. I wouldn't be now.

[feather_light_flight]

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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's molten gaze landed on the man outstretched
before her, cheeks dimpling as she leaned forwards,
till one could basically smell the scent of heat and
honey on her breath. It was a strange, but addicting scent,
and Absinthe knew it and took full advantage of it.
"Well little angel. I'm the demon's advisor."

A small, delicious sounding laugh rolled off her lips as
she sat back once more, tempting the young angel
with the ephemral promise of the girl's heated
passion. If he was an angel, he was her mission, and
Absinthe wasn't going to give up on her mission.

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

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Nathan Sparks

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Tags: Club

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I sighed as I shook my head at her. Her scent, while nice, was not really my thing. I looked at the advisor and smiled. "That's nice, ma'am. However, you must know, I am not like the others. I am not your normal angel." I snorted softly as I looked at her. While I could feel my temptation, her words were louder in my head. I was just her mission. I wasn't into the ones who were just going to turn around and betray you. "If this is how you always are with angels, then you are not my type ma'am. It is nice to meet you, though. Maybe we can be friends."

[feather_light_flight]

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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 tilted her head curiously and sat back,
watching the angel with her intense eyes. There
was something different about him, true, but
also something...not angel. It threw the red
head off and she felt a twinge of dissapointment
that he was leaving before she could figure him
out. Absinthe liked hearing peoples stories,
despite however cruel she may come off, and
the fact that she might miss out on an interesting
one dissapointed her. Still...he was an angel,
so she couldn't expect him to just be comfortable
around a demoness like herself.

Her attention was temporarily drawn away as
a lone demon approached, a low level messenger,
who scrambled up to Absinthe and bowed down before
handing her a card. With a nod of thanks to the boy,
Absinthe accepted, tail flickering as she placed the
card next to her for later. The demon boy's eyes
seemed to glow with admiration as he backed
away, scurrying back into the crowds with
Absinthe's eyes tracking him. Whilst she appriciated
the perks that came with high rank, there was
a part of her that missed blending in to the ranks
of her brethren. She wasn't suited to loneliness.

[Durnehviir]

Ill get a post up very shortly, I wouldn't post here unless there was a link from the discussion thread. Just casually marking.
My post will be up very shortly.))

[Durnehviir]

Rhain Micele ➼ female ➼ 26 ➼ straight ➼ Angel of Sky ➼ {crush: \\\} ➼ {tags: \\\} ➼ {mood: carefree}
Rhain flew calmly through the sky. Her wings flapped with ease as a large smile was etched acrossed her face. Flying always made her happy, carefree, excited. It is an excited experience and it wIll never get old. The angel flapped her large silver wings harder and she propelled herself higher into the sky; up above the clouds. It was a nice, warm morning and she relished in the light breeze that stroked her face and ran through her feathered wings. Dipping and diving, fully closing her wings then opening them at the last second, thrilling herself and it made her laugh. She soon came to a rather large island that wasn't far from the main stretch of land. It was quiet and very peaceful here. This is where her home resides; on the beach away from everyone else. She didn't mind being alone but she wouldn't mind spending time with a friend or two; possibly someone she cared about even more than just a friend. Pushing that sour thought away instantly she landed on the soft warm sand and lightly folded her wings. Her bare feet sunk slightly with each step she took until she walked into her cozy home. Poring herself a cup of tea she flew back outside and sat down on her roof; watching the sky.

Brax Cordine ➼ male ➼ 24 ➼ straight ➼ Demon of Sirens ➼ {crush: \\\} ➼ {tags: \\\} ➼ {mood: bored}
The tall, dark haired, grim faced male sat on a rock in the forest. He listened intently to the sounds that were around him as his air was tossed around aimlessly; some strands sticking to his small gray horns. His soft black feathered wings hung helplessly in the wind as he was lost in thought. His silver gray eyes scanned his surrounding. Brax has very few friends and the ones he does have are scattered across the globe. It would take days to see them and he just didn't have that kind of stamina, nor the ambition. He was always tired, bored and lonely. There wasn't much he could do about it; it's all he knows and understands.

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

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Nathan Sparks

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Tags: Club

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It made me feel proud when I had thrown her off. I thought it would have been impossible to do such a thing to the demon advisor. Though, what did surprise me was that she was disappointed about my departure. I could not only hear it but it seemed like I could smell the disappoint on Absinthe. I turned away, thinking of what to say. However, when a second demon came over, I took that as my turn to leave. I left just as the other demon was. It would be a waste of time if I sat around and didn't enjoy myself. However...
While I was dancing again, I turned my soft brown eyes to Absinthe. I smiled, blinking slowly as I sent her a message. *If you wish to learn more, why don't you come join me?* I chuckled softly as I moved to the beat of some random drum that only I could imagine in a club like this. I could practically feel the odd looks at my goofy moves and my really good moves that would never for the music playing.

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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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With a flicker of captivating amber eyes, the
demoness's gaze focused on the young angel,
narrowing in suspicion as she stood slowly.
Hips swayed side to side, and her tail curled
with the rhythm as the firey red head made
her way through the crowd, finally reaching
her destination in front of Nathan.

With a smirk, she let the music flow through
her body, the threaded tattoos that decorated
her skin flashed with the lights as hips and arms
and hair twirled and twisted in a stunning array.
If there was one thing a demon was a pro at,
it was any manner of seduction, and that included
dancing. With a small grin at the angel, she
whirled closer, slipping lithe arms over his shoulders
and leaning in to whisper against his ear, "Let
the music run through your body. Don't control
it."

[♚ Queen ♚]

MIKA

Tags: Peter

She couldn't help to laugh as he thanked her only to jest about getting more then a peck. Her laugh was a small chime before she shook her head at him. Eyes amused she pointed to herself," Angel remember. I got to be the good one for us both it seems." She reminded him before pulling herself away from the wall. She reached out to take his hand moving backwards to the dance floor. Now that they understood each other she wanted to enjoy the night with him. "Lets enjoy our night shall we?" She hummed to him still backing up. Maybe that was why she didn't know until it was to late, but suddenly she hit something. She looked over her shoulder an apology on her lip only to tilt her head back. The guy she had bumped was scowling down at them, and he was huge! She flashed him a innocent smile before shrugging her small shoulders. "Sorry sir, we were just going to dance. I'll be more careful." She told him only to gasp as he grabbed her arms tightly turning her around. "Since when did angels grace the earth again." The man snarled then looked past her to Peter. "Keep your pet on a leash." He snarled then smirked," or I'll take her. I bet someone would pay a pretty penny for her." Mika sighed suddenly annoyed. Couldn't she just enjoy the night! Maybe this club needed to be reminded the Angels had fought with them toe to toe in the war. They were not weak, pets, or to be discredited. Anger flashing in her gaze she jerked her arms free then slammed both elbows in the guys stomach. Free she took a step forward then sprang in the air her wings unleashing only to swirl into a round kick that send the guy crashing through the crowd. Dropping to the floor she stalked through the bodies on the ground that were groaning heading for the guy struggling to stand. A white light was beginning to shine around her body as her hair slowly lifted dancing about her head. A small breeze was swirling around her form making her feathers rustle as her eyes slowly turned a deep crimson. Dangerous. Mika voice so bubbly, and light was now so cold it almost sounded vicious. "DO NOT MOCK ME DEMON. I WILL TEAR YOU TO PIECES." She boomed fists clenched as she finally reached the guy. If things weren't about to explode in the club before then it was now.. Mika reached down grabbing the man by the throat only to lift him into the air watching the color rush to his face. Before she could end his life though someone grabbed her wings yanking her away, and throwing her to the ground. She gave a sharp yell of pain then rose to her feet grimacing as she saw the demons crowding about their comrade. This was not good. "Angels! Prepare yourselves!" She shouted out her voice echoing through the club.

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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

Jez glanced over her shoulder to see Kate standing nearby. However, she was not the only one who saw the demon. The female fallen who had stood up turned furiously to look at her, then taking a few steps towards the redhead. She had clearly consumed alcohol that night, but the hatred in her eyes was genuine. Lord knows what happened that was so horrible it turned her from an angel to... this. "What, is this one of them? Who are you, red?" the fallen asked, her voice threatening. Troubled, Jezebel looked at her old comrade and stepped in between her and Kate. "Reina, stay out of this," she commanded, pushing the other angel back towards the group. That same squad started to slowly rise, and the confidence Jezebel was feeling started to pool down as her chances got smaller and smaller. Quickly, Jez turned to Kate. "We have to get out of here," she hissed, quickly and quietly, before a voice echoed through the club.

'Angels, prepare yourselves!'. It was unmistakably Mika's voice, but its tone was nothing like her. How much alcohol could she drink in such little time? This visit to the club had quickly turned into something Jez would have wanted to avoid. Fun? Not when you're the most hated group in the room. Frustration rising in her gut, Jezebel quickly approached Mika. She had been a true angel once, and she knew the weak spots. Firmly, the fallen angel grabbed Mika's wing and pulled her around. The angel advisor had an uncharacteristic expression of rage, and Jezebel knew it would get them in nothing but trouble. "What are you doing? Do you want to get us all killed?" she scolded before looking around. It seemed like nobody was truly themselves tonight, because the way Jez looked around was more nervous than ever. Eyes widened and voice lowered, the Angel of Death pulled Mika very close to her and whispered, "Mika, we have to get out of here, I have.. friends here. They do not like people like you."

As if to prove her point, the fallen angel that she had come to know as Reina broke in between them, judgement clouded once more, "What are you doing, Jezzie? Talking to angels? What are you?" It was as if she had forgotten that Jezebel had left her for the experiment, and she was glad. She didn't need her remembering her betrayal. In a commanding manner, Jez looked over at Mika with an expression that screamed 'get out'. If this angel was as unwilling to follow her instructions as she had been willing to fight the demon to the ground, their group would be doomed. There would be way less participants to finish the experiment, when this was over...

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

Deimos watched the angels and demons change into their respective outfits. Some were crazy, some were formal, some were casual, like him. Some barely looked like they changed at all, but they still looked like they were ready to party. Dei, for one, was in that group. Sure, Absinthe had ordered them to go alcohol-free for the night, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t party.

When the demoness called for the go, the banshee immediately searched the store for Eve. She had been by his side when they had first got there, but had magically disappeared in the fuss of the party clothes. Once she emerged from behind a rack and made her proposal, Deimos nodded in agreement. “Yeah, let’s go,” he agreed before getting close to her again. At that moment, he took on a pondering expression. Should they try what Mika had suggested earlier? “Should we do the same thing as last time..?” Dei asked, his voice softer than before. If he looked embarrassed, you could not tell, because her next comment made him flushed. “Oh, th-thank you,” he whimpered, quietly, then looking back up to meet her gaze with a shy smile. “You look stunning too.”