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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 16:57:27 GMT -5
Celeste watched the man unwrap his larger arm, displaying a flawed, red demonic limb. She seemed unfazed by this, as if this was normal for her, but the truth was it wasn't. The girl believed in spirits and demons and even angels; this didn't unerve the girl one bit. Tilting her head, dull purple eyes looked at the arm and then him. "Monsieur, my butlers will make sure these bad people do not get to you again....Are you willing to let the demon drive you insane? Are you willing to let it control you? Is that what you want?"
Shaking her head, already answering her own question. She hardly got like this, but when she was dead set on something she followed though to the end. "You are not insane now, this isnRoger, not a demon. You are afraid and that an feeding the demon...I can find a way to help you..."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 17:13:40 GMT -5
"Oh, she's a tough one. I like this one!" the demon chimed, which was something Roger never thought it say.
"I don't let him, but he gets out eventually." Roger answered as he grabbed the bandages and started to rewrap his arm, starting with the hand. "If I could have it my way, I would've never had gotten stuck with him. No one though can rewind time besides, the price of ruining so many other lives wouldn't be the price I'd want to pay."
"I like this girl, tell her. Course, just because I'm a demon doesn't mean I'm that kind of demon. Stereotype much?"
Oh just hush. Roger thought.
True, he wasn't insane at the moment. But what was to say he wouldn't suddenly snap? It could happen at any time and he had every right to be afraid. It didn't seem like there was gonna be a way out of this and he couldn't leave Hamlet out on the streets.
"One condition, I have a friend a Imp who has helped me ever since I got away from those people. Can he come as well? He's got life hard enough on the streets." Rodger asked.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 17:59:50 GMT -5
Celeste nodded, listening intently. Smiling, she was happy he was trying to stop the demon from taking over. But because he was alone, because he hardly had any one who was willing to deal with the other side of him, he couldn't control it completely. But she wanted to help. And this was how she was going to help.
But there was one condition. Blinking, she tilted her head as she listened to the request. He wanted his friend, an imp named Hamlet. Perhaps after Shakespeare character? She had no problem. HDD mansion was big enough. "He is welcomed as well, since he has no home and since he is your friend.....there is one rule from me however....none of my stuffed animals musten come to harm."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 18:13:10 GMT -5
A smile came to his face as Celeste agreed and he nodded his head.
"I've never seen him do harm to stuff animals before so I don't think he will. But I shall tell him the conditions." Roger answered.
Continuing to wrap up his arm, he was soon finished within a few minutes. Moving his hand about, he was making sure that he could move it without the bandages being damaged. Ah good, he still had movement.
"Side note and I'm not really sure why this is. But the demon seems to like you, said your tough." Roger added. "Course, he claims to not be like what every has been lead to believe of demons but...I don't really think I can vouche for that."
"HEY!" the demon hissed.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 21:02:28 GMT -5
Smiling, the silver haired girl felt accomplished and something seemed different within her. She couldn't put a finger on it. Shrugging it off she tilted her head as he began to speak of the demon. Her, tough? A shy smile showed on her face and her voice was once again soft. "I-i am afraid he is confused.... I-i can never be tough...."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 21:07:41 GMT -5
"HA! She don't get it." the demon laughed in Roger's head.
"Well, I think what he means is, you aren't scared of him." Roger tried to explain. "You see, the arm is his and whenever people see it. They get scared or freak out. You're the first person that hasn't really done anything like that."
"There we go. Now can we go and get the imp? I wanna see this place."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 21:21:04 GMT -5
A light red color appeared on her cheeks. Shaking her head she smiled st him. So where is your friend? We should get home before nightfalls so we can make it home before dark. Sebastian will never leave me be of o get home late with out telling him..."[/color]
She looked around, wondering if people saw the a, or rather of they over heard their conversation. Probably not. They were regulate people and were often bornkng, even to them selves.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 12:01:05 GMT -5
"Hm....well he could be in the old city quarter where we're currently staying. Or he could just be out and about trying to find good." Roger answered. "I probably won't find him until tonight, so it would be best for you to go back home. If you tell me the address I'll bring Hamlet the following morning. Okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 21:48:08 GMT -5
Celeste had a thoughtful look on her face. How was her butlers and maids going to know that two people who probably looked homeless and one that may not even look human were ones she had befriended? An idea came to her mind and looking though her orcal cards and she pulled out the one that Roger had picked up. Taking a piece of paper and writing he address down. Giving him the paper and card, again making sure their fingers did not touch, she gave a small smile. "Give this to whoever answers the door when you two do come by. They will know that tj card belongs to me."
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