Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Kromas Ndorai]

From the corner of his eye, Kro caught something down an alley. He stopped, and shifted his vision down the alley. While remaining silent, he watched whatever the guy was doing to his cat. There was no limit to some peoples weirdness, he thought. He spoke quietly to himself.


"They're all around me, circling like vultures...."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *Victor slowly put down the cat. He looked to Kro and gave a small growl be for turning his attention back to his cat* good boy!

[Kromas Ndorai]

Beneath his mask, Kro's faced cracked into a wicked grin. This one seemed quite defensive, but quick to aggravate. Possibly sentimental, the cat maybe? Nah, probably not. Looked like a stray. Kro kept watching him, hidden behind his facade.


"They wanna break me and wash away my colours... "

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor : *he stroked his cat* hmm. Imma call you papyrus! How do you link that Papyrus? *the cat seemed happy. Victor looked at Kro* you want something?

[Kromas Ndorai]

Papyrus. Wow.
Kro stood still, looking at the person in the alley.


"I wish for what you make of this encounter."


Kro stepped back, enveloping himself in smoke. It moved along the ground, and trickled up a nearby wall, heading for a rooftop. Once up there, he reformed, and began walking along the roofline. The wind was crisp, and as bitter as the concrete below his feet. 

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *Victor blinked a few times* I can do that to you know! *he shouts not mentioning he needs to be completely enveloped by shadows* It's okay papyrus. I won't any dirty cat killer hurt you. *he strokes him* what a weirdo.

[Kromas Ndorai]

"Hmmm...."


Kro turned, and made his way back to the ledge that overlooked the alley. He wished to see how this one fought. Primary weakness was the cat so...


He took out his pistol, aimed towards the cat, and pulled the trigger.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor : *blood sprayed on victors face* Pa-Papy? *he looks up with anger in ships eyes &₩* You son of a b $#@& ! *he shouts as he rises up a black shadow lifting him up* Why? *he throws balls of shadow which, if connected would momentarily paralyze thay part for a few seconds.*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro withdrew his pistol, placing it back into his jacket, and stepped away from the ledge. One of the shadow orbs hit his left arm, causing him to grunt and hold it with his other hand.


"Projectiles, paralyzing. Synapse overload... Huh, interesting."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *he jumped onto the roof and his arm blades manifested onto his arms, he lunged forward at kro* what did he do to you!

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro sighed, and his body dissipating into smoke. He looked at the attacker, somewhat surprised.


"Arm blades, huh? Looks somewhat like a pair of tonfa... Good taste."


He stepped back over another small step, re-formed and pulled his sickle out from his jacket.


"So, what are you then? Angel, demon, normal? You're interesting, to say the least."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *He kept striking but quite sloppily as his emotions were running high* I'm a demon so you better run! *he shouts.*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro parried a few strikes, but a couple manged to cut his right hip, somewhat nastily.


"Arh, that hurts. But good, that makes two demons then. Now, get yourself together and fight properly, please."


Kro brought up his sickle, and swung the bottom of the handle for the side of his attacker's head.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: wh-what? *he gets knocked to the side by the sickle* D $#@ *he walks backwards a bit as five balls of shadow appear in front of him. * Fire! *he shouts as they shoot towards Kro*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Quickly sheathing his sickle, Kro put his arm out ahead, blocking three of the projectiles, but had two his his arm. He recoiled, grunting.


"Good, better. Now, try using both of your attacks in unison."


He held his arm, and looked at his attacker.