Demon's Broken Promise Removed

Glumisun Palma Cristi​

Miss Von Dyle's little anger on her own weapon had her lips twitching up. As much as a bad influence the lady could be, her words of choice always made her laugh. No matter who Miss Von Dyle insults, it was quite entertaining. Glumisun knew she would be called a colorful amount of fish.

The opening of the door had the female turn to it to have her facade completely crumbled. The musical voice of Aeyra boomed through the room. She was chuckling until the girl got out of her arms to stand in front of Avaddon. She was curious as to why the girl would go to someone she just met.

“Are you two like… sharing a bed?”

The ice block she created a while ago cracked and exploded; the shrapnel luckily embedding themselves on the roof instead of the warm bodies around the room. The room grew unbearably hot for a moment before the person responsible hurried to take up the girl away from Avaddon. With her back from the leaders and their seconds, her eyes narrowed at Aeyra. "Dear, where did you get that idea from?" she asked in-between stutters. She can't believe someone actually thought that she and the Iceberg were dating.

Lysandra's comment did not help the situation. It only made Glumisun turn red. Avaddon is basically asexual! The man would not look twice if the room was flooded with naked humans and demons. He would just go and continue the damn meeting. If someone was to 'share a bed with him' it was Kasdeya for sure.

She was conflicted on whether to have Aeyra perform whatever she was excited to show or to heed Miss Von Dyle's words and let the girl out before something... or someone gets paired once again. "What do you want to do?" she finally asked softly. It would not be a good idea to scold a child in front of so many witnesses. Not only would it destroy the fragile confidence of the child but it also make her fear the others.

Interaction: @Abroxis
Inside the room: @ArgonianScum @happydeath @Lish @Mai_able @TMITM
 
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NELYVIA PELLERE
@Lish & @ArgonianScum ​
Surprisingly, the Leaders had accepted the sudden appearance quite fine. Well, save a few exceptions.

With her eyes settled on her Elf, she simply answered Lysandra. “Adopted, she is adopted.” Well, now it was official. Still, the girl had not noticed her. A shame, to be honest.

Nelyvia then listened to Dyle, almost ripped her head off as she began to yell at the child. But at the mention of Aeyra’s parents— the Tiefling growled, “She is not going back to be locked in.” Before that happens… O, Nelyvia Pellere was going to visit a few elves and just one would survive this encounter.

And that was it. Because after the damned hall went silent as she crawled to Avaddon. With a stiffened body, she focused on each breath, each movement. But as he had padded her… Nelyvia relaxed once again.
To her own surprise… the kid had ignored them all, even Glumisun.
Magic. And she had not known how.

Gods, maybe a “How-to-raise-a-fucking-child” book would be the next one to buy.

Aeyra Pellere
@happydeath
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For once she had just ignored the others. At the question about her own magic— magic she had just discovered— her heart thundered wilder than a storm. Though, she hadn’t known if she could stay, if she could-

“Slowly,” a known voice suddenly boomed. Nelyvia. Wide eyes flashed to the entrance. With crossed arms and an unreadable face, her Guardian stood there.
“As if you are craving at it with a knife. You do not want to hurt someone. You do not fear what’s inside you.” Because you haven’t a while ago.

Swallowing, Aeyra just stared at the Tiefling for more moments.
Craving at her magic with a knife— or rather with a spoon? A small one!

“Just show them what you got. Shut them up with that magic of yours.”

She tried! Squeezing her eyes, clenching her fist and biting her tongue— she wanted it to come now. Her arms shook. A click of a tongue then interrupted her.
Suddenly her shadow growled, and as Aeyra turned around she found pitch-black flames emerging from it.
She flinched at the sight of them.

“I don’t want them to hurt you, I want them like this, I accept them.”

They were Nelyvia’s flames—

“You don’t summon it. It lives with you. Open the doors for it.”

This time, her eyes slightly closed. Aeyra tried to feel it, tried to brush her invisible hand against it once again. Just once— Please.

Without realizing it, the dirt underneath her shoes and a little seat of what she stood in on the boat, began to grow around her. Roses and their thorns— again.

“See? Wasn’t that hard.”

Slowly, so damned slowly Aeyra had looked at her creation this time. Not the unyielding, feared roses… but halfway precise ones. And only a small circle around her— just like she demanded it, like she wished them to go.
A gesture to the male from Nelyvia turned her attention back to him. With a beaming smile she sang, “I call it ‘Mothernature-is-on-my-side’!” And that was, what she could do. And that was her magic.
 
Glumisun Palma Cristi​

The red-head clapped herself in delight. The roses were beautiful. Everything before that was now disregarded. Walking back to the girl, she buried her face within Aeyra's hair and lifted her up easily. "You have such a beautiful ability, Aeyra," she announced, letting her pheromones come out in waved. "A strong one at that." Her eyes unconsciously landed on the other person who could manipulate and summon flora at anywhere. "As much as I want to see your full potential right now, we need to finish up this meeting," she announced.

With Aeyra still in her arms, she bowed to the other leaders before walking out of the room. "You were so cute!" She squeeled once the door closed and nobody except those outside could see her.

Yew, who was leaning next to one of the guards smirked, moving close to the two females. "I will assume the meeting was just finished?" He took the excited girl from his leader as if they were exchanging a giant teddy bear.

"The meeting was about to close, yes," Glumisun nodded. "Until then, please keep an eye on our little match-maker." With that, she got up and turned to the people who are waiting outside.

"Hello there," she chirped. "I do apologize for you waiting for the leaders and the second-in-commands." She bowed deeply to them then, a gesture of apology in the territory. "Give them a few more minutes and they will be out."
With her pheromones, there were only a few to resist her charms. Some gave a nod of understanding. She had noticed a person who looked like Lysandra and two beings with the same skin as Nelyvia.

Again, entering the meetin room, she raised her brow in challenge to comment on whatbhas happened. "Continue?"

@Abroxis @ArgonianScum @happydeath @Lish @Mai_able @TMITM
 
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♛ Fuctner Von Dyle ♛
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"That's some gay shit," Dyle said before grabbing Melvin, and spinning his cylinder. The gun hummed as he glowed a bright red. "Roses are lame. If I want something red, it needs to be.. genuine." Her painted lips curled into a smile as she aimed the gun at Revan. Of course, she wasn't going to shoot him. It was just a show, and nothing more, but the man that was to burst through the doors would not see it as so.

❀Ames Philli❀
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"Fuctner!!"
Getting inside Haven had been tougher, and stricter than Ames was used to.
When he'd usually come inside the city, they'd ask for his ID, and his reason of entering, but that day, they had pulled him over to search him, and his car, only to find a trunk full of giant gears, and copper pipes. When he had asked what the fuse was about, they told hin about attack that happened the previous morning.

Dyle, or Fuctner as he called her, never mentioned anything about any attack. She had told him she had work to do, and that was it. The sweat that rolled down his back was chilling. If there was an attack, then she would he documenting it, and if she would be documenting it then she would be home. Right? No. She wasn't there when he had rushed over. The interior was a mess with broken furniture, and bits of house all over the place. Something must have caused her to scream, but what?? He searched about desperately to find some clue that told him where she was. Luckily, message from the shattered bird was still lying on her window sill. She was in the Neutral Zone! That was all he needed to know.

"Fuctner!"
Ames was exhausted. Those people in the lobby. So scared, so scarred. There were more bodies than Ames had ever seen in his long life. It made him sick, and he nearly fainted before he could get to the stop floor, but he needed to fight his daughter to make sure she was alright. He was happy that she was fine, but to see her pointing a gun at one of the leaders. She was going to get a scolding for sure.
 
Aeyra
@Vague o3
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Adult stuff— all of them were talking about a theme she wasn’t supposed to hear or know of. Fine then. Willingly she let herself being escorted out. At the compliment, Aeyra hummed, “Thank you! I will make you a rose!”
Though it pained her. The roses, her ability, somehow took over her own energy. She probably still had to learn how to separate power and her own health. But they didn’t had to know that yet.

Seeing that actual people waited outside, she frowned. Two… looked completely like Nelyvia. Completely. Were they her… family?

She shook her head as Glumisun went back inside. “You! Answer!” Switching in a playful-demanding posture, she challenged him with her eyes. “Are Glumisun and Avaddon sharing a bed?”

NELYVIA PELLERE
@ArgonianScum
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She hadn’t cared about Aeyra being transferred outside by Glumi. That was fine. That could happen.
But as the door opened, as the woman stepped outside… this odd scent of familiars flooded her nostrils. This couldn’t be. Never— this— Gods.

Her breath shuddered until Glumisun stepped inside again and the door— hopefully— was closed forever.
But it wasn’t. Mere seconds later a man busted in.

“Fuctner!”

An exhausted man stepped inside. The today’s meeting was full of surprises, it seemed.
Meeting a tiny stare of Dyle herself, the Tiefling chuckled. Family, perhaps, or a close friend.
Just now Nelyvia noted the gun being angled at Revan. She wasn’t going to say anything, though. Dyle would have never shot… Not with everyone around and watching.

The Twins​
How long was this little bitch taking? What was she doing with… well, the Leaders, Syken supposed. She couldn’t be possible one of them, nor one of the Seconds, could she? That were just empty rumors. Filthy, empty rumors.
He had witnessed an elf strolling in. Though the Tiefling was certain that this was not allowed.

Sora seemingly too. Her crossed arms and frowned facials were talking for themselves. Because there was not a single hint of Mevas. Not a single one. Not alive, neither dead. As if their sister was a phantom, only existing in their memories.

The sister’s beast laid to her feet, ears twitching to whatever sound emerged.
Then the door gaped once again. And there she was— Nelyvia, in flesh and blood and alive. While Syken clenched his jaw, Sora relaxed a bit.
She found at least one sister of hers.

But the woman stepping out had the Elf carried and escorted to one they new. A strange looking figure. Actually. Everyone in here looked strange.
The woman then told them to wait a few more minutes. What were they debating about that it took them so damned long?!

Just as the door shut again, a man dashed pass them. Syken already grasped on the pommel of his sword. Only the low growl of Sora made him realize his overreacting and his arms sacked to his side again.

No Mevas. Not here, not there. Nowhere. Their only chance was Nelyvia and her mount. Her mount… Where was it?
 
Revan looked cooly at the Demon (@ArgonianScum ) who pointed a gun at him, his ravens' heads snapping to her with hard glares.
The voice, the monster that was within him stirred, swirling the black mist at his feet slightly.
Oh, good, it said. This'll be fun!
No. Stop it, he said to the monster, pulling it back just in time. Wait.
He looked directly at the woman, preparing to summon protection. He was stone-cold inside, but his body remained completely relaxed, knowing that he was in control. He had mastered his instincts long ago.
He breathed, forcefully relaxed breaths, rattling throughout the chamber.
in.
out.
He heard Glumisun (@Vague o3 ) come in, his senses having extended while his vision was occupied. He drifted a relaxed hand over to her direction, signaling her to wait. Stay where she was. If this woman attacked, the child (@Abroxis ), that beautiful, wonderful child was the first priority. Always. His body thrummed with oncoming adrenaline, ready to act at a moment's notice, the monster ready to attack without mercy, and he would let it, if it meant protecting the child.
"You do not want this, Freohr Agaeti."
 
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Yew Evergreen​

The summoner was quick to get out of the way as a large man came barreling towards the door with two stunned guards standing there stupidly. He clicked his tongue in distaste before his eyes widened in realization.

“Are Glumisun and Avaddon sharing a bed?”

Yew almost dropped the kid upon the mention of their leader and the giant Ice Prick actually fucking. Did... did he hear that right? And when did this happen? Black energy shot through his body. "When the fu~fadoodle did this happen?" he demanded. Oh dear, oh spirits. He prayed to everything that he believed in that that would not be the case. "What did you do to them, Aeyra?" he asked, turning the child so that she was looking at him.

Glumisun Palma Cristi​

The red-head was only out for a few seconds and when she gets back in, she finds Miss Von Dyle aiming her weapon at the cloaked being. She was crossed that not a single one of the people inside tried to stop these two. "Both of~!"

The sudden opening of the door had thrown the Serpent's Kiss' leader out of the way. She flew towards the round table but was quick enough to use her hands to push her up on the table and somersault only to land on the said object. She slowly stood from where she landed, weary of the person who was panting and whizzing upon his entrance. If this was another attack, he would most likely be dead within a snap of a finger.

“Fuctner!”

That had Glumisun turn to the said beauty to blink her unanswered question. 'You know him?' Jumping off the table, she was immediately next to the exhausted beast of a man. "Sir, are you alright? Do you want some medical help?"

@Abroxis @ArgonianScum @happydeath @Lish @Mai_able @TMITM
 
♛ Fuctner Von Dyle ♛
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❀Ames Philli❀
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"Holy shit-!" Dyle jumped at the sudden slam of the door, and was shocked that her father was standing in the door way. Melvin was startled as well, his cylinder spinning wildly as he charged a shot.
"M-melvin! No!"
She grabbed at the gun, holding its barrel towards the floor to either calm him, or direct his line of fire elsewhere. Hearing her call out to the gun, giving it a name had the giant man clutching at his chest.

"Melvin?! This iz Melvin?! I-I-I-I thought he wassa man orra-a-a NOT-gun?!"
He looked towards the young demon she was pointing it towards before he arrived, and his face reddened with anger. "You were going to shoot a CHILD," he bellowed in anger. "I thought I tot you betther than this!! Puth the gun dhownnn!"

"But-"

"Right now!"

Melvin was quickly dropped onto the table, but he did not remain there as the large man held up his hand. The gun shuddered before flying from the table, and into her father's grasp. He looked at the weapon in discuss before noticing the leader by his side.
"O-oh! Hello Miss," he said sheepishly. "I dho apologize for my dhaughter's behavior. Sh-she will noth be hearing the last of this." After saying that, he flashed her glare which had her taking her seat quickly. He looked towards Revan. "Are you alrighth? She dhidhn't fire previous to my enthry, righth??"

@Vague o3 @TMITM
 
Revan shook his head.
"She had not."
This certainly was an eventful meeting.
Children, guns aiming at people, all sorts of shennanagins happening here.
Revan sighed and relaxed inwardly.
Why had Avaddon not stopped them? Wierd.
 
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