Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Myself," the figure replied. "But also not myself..." The figure, who sounded male, looked up slightly, fixing Alka with slightly luminescent blue eyes. "...And believe me, I'm not here of my own accord."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Yeah. Right. Sure." Al pulled the knife from the bird and sheathed it in his belt. "If you don't want to be here then do the world a favour and f**k off." He turned back to the window of his apartment, his guard still up.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yeah. Right. Sure." Al pulled the knife from the bird and sheathed it in his belt. "If you don't want to be here then do the world a favour and f**k off." He turned back to the window of his apartment, his guard still up.

The figure was leaning against the wall of the building, near the window. "She's safe, right?" he asked. "Answer me that. Please."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al stopped in his tracks. "She...?" They mean Clare... They know Clare. I have some more questioning to do, it seems... "I've given her food to eat, water to drink and a place to stay that only me and her know about. Well, and some asshole who I threw the knife at. But they don't know she's here."

[Cifero Windtail]

Al stopped in his tracks. "She...?" They mean Clare... They know Clare. I have some more questioning to do, it seems... "I've given her food to eat, water to drink and a place to stay that only me and her know about. Well, and some asshole who I threw the knife at. But they don't know she's here."

The hat continued to obscure the figure's face. "...Good," the female voice said from behind Al. "Keep her safe, okay?"


"Yes, yes, well and good. Now let's giddout of here so that the poor man can get back inside," the Scottish voice said. Beneath the had, there seemed to be orange and red flashes...


Clare tensed. Wait a second... They're all coming from that one guy, she thought, since she was just able to see him from her position at the window.


Sighing, the figure pushed away from the wall and walked up to Alka. "Sorry about them," he said. "They have minds of their own, after all... Do you have a method of contact?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al gave an unimpressed look and crossed his arms coldly. "Yes, but I'd hardly consider giving it out to whatever could be considered a 'friend', much less some random three minded freak I met while searching for a weapon I threw at someone."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray, after a time, stood up, and whipped his head from side to side in an effort to dislodge the voices, but to no avail. He sighed, and wandered around aimlessly. He stopped in front of a small bank, and stared blankly at the door. After a few moments, he began to slowly reload his revolver, the cursed screaming bullets seemed to writhe and twist as they slid into their chambers.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Hey Ray. Did razuel take you to town without your consent before?))

[Rayleonarde]

((Yeah, but it wasn't too big a deal. I wasn't upset.))

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Hmm okay. Sorry for messing that. I'm going to have to have a small word with him. Nothing major but a just to make sure.))

[Rayleonarde]

((Do as you will, friend. And it wasn't that big of an issue.))

[Farewell]

Zaida had a lust for blood, it was confusing why but often got the hold of her, sometimes she would somtimes snap. "I said I would change to the gods" she drooled the black goo from her mouth. "But oh blood, sweet blood." she snarled slightly her eyes flashing back everyone now and then, she murred. "Enough to make a man sick~" she said softly walking to her house which was fairly hidden, and just outside of the city. Zaida held her head and dragged her feet trying to ignore the whispers "I'm in control" she growled to herself.
(I'll try to post her story on my ref why she's a fallen God.)

[Folic Acid]

'Jack had been watching her most of the time but now he was really starting to like this part he could see that she was whispering but too who? He didn't know so he walked up behind her first keeping a five yard distance but then he got right behind her and said.' "Drooling, bloodlust, and whispering to yourself wither its me or you've always been this way and I'm just helping this episode of voices... All I know is your walking around aimlessly and I want to know... Are you going crazy?" 'Jack smiles then wipes a small bit off go off of her lip and stops walking with Her.'

[Cifero Windtail]

Al gave an unimpressed look and crossed his arms coldly. "Yes, but I'd hardly consider giving it out to whatever could be considered a 'friend', much less some random three minded freak I met while searching for a weapon I threw at someone."

Clare tensed up, widening her eyes. ...Wait... that female voice...

"Okay," the figure said, rubbing his chin. "I see your point. Frankly, I was just going to approach you normally... but they wanted to make sure you weren't a demon or an angel first. Sorry about all the weirdness." The figure extended a gauntleted hand.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al stared at the hand before laughing madly. After a minute of him cracking up he left eye and gazed at the figure. "First off, I don't do handshakes. Tried to at one point, ended up with broken wrists. Second off, Demon? Angel? Hah! Oh, believe me..." His right eye turned black, "I'm much worse." It returned to red after he blinked a couple of times. "Mostly because I don't need fancy magic, or invincibility to get my work done. Would like to see any of those muppets handle a good ol' fashion fist fight." Al continued to chuckle softly to himself as he continued his approach back to the window