International Demon Wrangling Company

[Ibi Tanvaal]

There was a nagging feeling in Ibi's mind that suggested he had invaded Maylien's personal space. Blushing, he climbed off of her and out of the bath. "Sorry, I fell." He muttered. His voice was slightly different from earlier, it sounded a little like a more masculine version of Maylien's. He was taken aback by it, but he remained outwardly calm.


He paused for a while, before bending down and kissing Maylien's cheek. "Thank you... for bringing me back."

[Tina]

Maylien smiled and closed her eyes to focus on her telepathy.
"I...love...you..." was all Maylien could manage and even over telepathy it was barely a whisper.

[Ibi Tanvaal]

Ibi froze upon hearing Maylien's words. His mind wandered to all of his deceased friends, and the grieving process. He didn't want to go through with it again, but there was another nagging feeling that drew him closer to Maylien again.


She had brought him back from the dead.

He leaned down again, closing his eyes, and planted his muzzle on hers.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yes... just got the last thing set up," Zephyr said, suddenly appearing beside them. "Sorry that it took so long... This place is full of minions..."




(... I wasn't really sure what to do here since we went full anime mode. o-o)

[Rayleonarde]

Ray executed the final demon, and pounded it's head flat for good measure. He turned to Maylein and Ibi, and shook his head. "Our work has no place for this." Ray walked back to the club, and kicked the door in, effortlessly smearing a patron across the adjacent wall, a smirk on his face. When he entered, however, he collapsed onto his knees, and simply curled up.

[Razuel]

Raz followed in after Ray into the club and knelt down to Ray when he fell onto the ground, "Ray, are you alright?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray, after a few minutes, sat up slowly, and looked around as if he had been sleeping. "W-What? W-Where are we?"

The club interior was much larger than the exterior, a real TARDIS situation. Heavy bass tones carried through the corridors, and music could be heard from the main floor.

[Razuel]

Raz helped him up, "I followed you here, Ray. And from what I can tell, we're in a club. You collapsed and...", Raz looked to see a bit of blood dripping from Ray, "... we should probably get that looked at, but I'll patch it up now.", Raz looked quickly around and found a first aid cabinet and got some anti-sceptic cloths and cleaned the wound then patched him up, "Alright, you're done. C'mon, lets get you back.", Raz began to try and help Ray up.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stood up, shakily at first, but quickly recovered his composure. "S-So...this i-is the club, huh?" He looked around. "Pretty huge in here, I can't even see the ceiling."

[Razuel]

Raz looked up and saw some metal beams, "I think there is a ceiling, but it's non-existent...?", Raz looked around where he stood and saw a coat rack then gave it to Ray, "Here, use this to ballance yourself... but we should get back to the others."

[Tina]

Ibi froze upon hearing Maylien's words. His mind wandered to all of his deceased friends, and the grieving process. He didn't want to go through with it again, but there was another nagging feeling that drew him closer to Maylien again.


She had brought him back from the dead.

He leaned down again, closing his eyes, and planted his muzzle on hers.

Maylien kissed back and for once in her life felt happy. She may have no home, no money, or anything of value but so long as she could stay here with Ibi, she knew she needed nothing else.

[Ibi Tanvaal]

There was a new energy flowing through Ibi. He knew all too well that this was what he was missing last time - the determination to protect someone.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr strode into the room, looking around. "Get him out of here quickly, then come back," he said. "Preferably with Ibi and Maylien. I'll see if I can't stall him a little." Suddenly, Zephyr seemed to disappear.

[Tina]

There was a new energy flowing through Ibi. He knew all too well that this was what he was missing last time - the determination to protect someone.

We kiss for a very long time and when we finish I look tenderly into your eyes, which too me looked a lot better with quilpoth influence.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray refused the help, and smiled. "We've a mission to finish, right?"