Post by dudedude2211 on Aug 21, 2013 20:28:32 GMT -5
Finally, he had gone a day without being attacked by a hunter. That was rare, and he'd had to use the power of Illusion to do it. Speaking of Illusion, the young(a human would say he looks fourteen) daemon had to use that power to even get to where he was now. He had rent a car, using illusion to appear old enough to drive. He payed the dealership $500 up front, and didn't pay him again. He wouldn't need to, after all. He could make people see things that weren't really there, like an extra $2500 that he didn't actually pay. When he looked away, the money dissapeared. He was gone before anyone noticed. And now, here he was, where he had intended to go. He walked into a forest, and climbed up a tree. If anything or anyone of any signafigance passed by, he would climb down, and quietly follow. He wasn't the stealthiest of them all, but he was decent at staying hidden. He would continue to follow and watch, hopefully not being seen.
Last Edit: Aug 21, 2013 20:55:16 GMT -5 by dudedude2211
"I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes... But I refuse to let anyone use me against my will." --Eragon, by Christopher Paolini
"That's the spirit—one parts brave, three parts fool." --Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 21, 2013 21:42:00 GMT -5
Ciel chewed a piece of jerky, as she walked through the forest, she'd been bored after her last mission, wasn't really sure what she was still doing in this damned city, in this damned country. She thought of Greece her home. It was beautiful and she loved it. Much better than this place, but what could she do? She thought to where she had just been, Flagstaff Arizona, it was one of the most beautiful mountain forests she'd ever seen. Her fingers grazed across the trees. She stopped for a moment and listened. Shaking her head she continued on. If she felt anything she didn't let it be known, after all she looked like a normal human. Though anything that tried to attack her, well... she didn't have a conscious so, it was their loss. Her fingers brushed brown locks out of her face, hazel eyes looked out at the forest ahead of her. She wore a pair of denim shorts, a tank top, and hiking boots. Even if she were in a bad part of a bad city she would not have worried about anyone coming after her though.
Post by dudedude2211 on Aug 21, 2013 21:54:57 GMT -5
He watched someone walk past his perch; he assumed it just a human girl. Nothing out of the ordinary there, but he dropped silently to the ground anyways. Not used to the feeling of hard impact, he still didn't make any audible sound besides a dull thud. He had almost never not had at least enough use of his wings to slow a descent. He walked among the trees, never in between the same two trees as the girl. If she saw him, he would act like he was just walking through the forest. He would then either walk away or question her depending on how she reacted to this. Eventually, if she didn't see him, he would walk up beside her and ask questions. Not many people went in to this forest, and seeing this girl walking through it was strange. The last human that had gone through here wasn't a hunter, but was searching for him. The human had found him, and he had shown no signs of hatred, making sure to meet on good terms.
Meanwhile, back in the present, he didn't have his daggers on him, meaning a fight would be bad. Hopefully, he didn't get into a fight at the present time.
"I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes... But I refuse to let anyone use me against my will." --Eragon, by Christopher Paolini
"That's the spirit—one parts brave, three parts fool." --Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 22, 2013 14:16:41 GMT -5
Ciel kept walking a little bit quicker, her phone rang, she answered it and a moment later she was off. She had a target, she had to get away from the person she felt watching her. There was one easy way to do that. She turned around with a fierce speed. She glared at him, "Why are you following me?" Her hand was on one of the knives hidden in her pocket. She needed to know why so that she could get on with what she had to do. She wondered if he was one of those hunters she'd heard about. Did they kill Shifters now that she thought about it she didn't know. Her finger trailed her blade as she stared at him. She use to have guns but they got to messy, and she'd left her bow at home. All she had was the walking stick in her left hand and the blade in her right, but at least the blade was poisoned tipped.
Post by dudedude2211 on Aug 22, 2013 20:27:57 GMT -5
Someone always managed to find him when he tried to sneak around and follow them, without even seeing (or hearing) him. "I'm going to answer your question with another question. What are you doing in this forest?" he replied. He recognized the movement of a hand preparing to pull a dagger out of a pocket. He had done that for a while, but had found a better place to keep them. If she pulled out a knife, he burn her hand. If she didn't, he would continue and say "The last time a person came through here, they were looking for me. I can tell you're not exactly human, so I might as well do this." He removed the blue contacts from his blackish-red eyes(not orbs) to reveal the aforementioned color. It surprised some, but others didn't react as such. Some, such as the last person besides him who had come through here, were seeking to see exactly that.
Last Edit: Aug 22, 2013 20:30:28 GMT -5 by dudedude2211
"I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes... But I refuse to let anyone use me against my will." --Eragon, by Christopher Paolini
"That's the spirit—one parts brave, three parts fool." --Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 22, 2013 21:00:51 GMT -5
Ciel watched and listened to him, "Lets see..." She leaned back against the tree didn't react when he took out his contacts, "Well I'm not a daemon like you." she replied brushing her hair back again. "What I'm doing here is my own business." She'd been able to feel him the way she did anyone who watched her, she just had that sense. She continued to watch him, "I'm not looking for you, or anyone else for that matter." She clicked her tongue and kept her hand on her knife. She knew from experience that Daemon's were tricky and she wasn't going to be taken by surprise again. She watched his eyes, his movements everything. Ciel brushed her hair back once more trying to think.
Post by dudedude2211 on Aug 22, 2013 21:30:12 GMT -5
He was starting to stop attacking people randomly; that always caused trouble. He implanted a vision in her head, maintaining direct eye contact the whole time.
A human... walking through the forest. The man looked up, and noticed Nakashi. He jumped out of the humans sight, and the human dissmissed it as nothing. But the human knew more than he was letting on. He had a gun in one pocket; a silver dagger in the other. The daemon could immediately tell this human was a hunter. The hunter then ran at Nakashi, his screams as his leg burned silenced by the fact that Nakashi hadn't gotten that good with his abilities yet... but he might be able to add the other senses to his illusions soon. The man, just before fire spread up to his chest, cut Nakashi's (who appeared as a child, at the time humans would age him at about eight years) leg. Even when he appeared so young, he was so demented at times. He was so far gone at times that he could completely stop thinking. He would just act at these times. Now was one of those times. With a demented look in his eye, the 'young boy' spread the fire up to the humans heart, then stopped it and watched the human suffer as blood ran down the 'young' daemon's leg. He then killed the human quickly, by-- the daemon's illusion had broken when he heard twigs snapping and instinctively turned around. It was just a rodent. "That was the first person who came into this forest..." he said. "And the reason every time I see a person come through here I follow them." He wasn't sure what to make of this person. He was being blatantly honest, with the illusion, and the words.
"I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes... But I refuse to let anyone use me against my will." --Eragon, by Christopher Paolini
"That's the spirit—one parts brave, three parts fool." --Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 23, 2013 1:29:54 GMT -5
Ciel watched the vision play out, her fingers tapping on her leg, she'd seen people do this before first him then Ren. She nodded once and looked at him, "Well you have no reason to stalk me, I'm not a hunter." The girl said once more brushing her hair out of her face. He didn't need to know that she'd just gotten a call that offered to pay her to kill one. She'd need to call Thanatos, see what he thought of it first. Her eyes stayed on the boy in front of her. Her fingers once more traveling their way through her hair. He looked different from Ren by a lot but then, he was the only other deamon beside her that she's met. Maybe they came in short too. She leaned back against a tree. Her other hand playing at her knife, "Is there anything you need kid?" She asked, not letting on that she was only nineteen herself. There was no need for him to know anything about her if she could get away with it.
Post by dudedude2211 on Aug 23, 2013 17:08:05 GMT -5
The daemon wasn't sure if he believed her, but he still decided that she didn't seem like she was just going to attack him. So instead, he jump/climbed up a tree. He would just stay there, waiting to see how she reacted to that. But it was an illusion, and he made the sound of leaves rustling by throwing a branch covered in leaves up the tree. In reality, he was still standing in front of this person, not even knowing what she was, not knowing anything about her, and waited to see what she would do.
If she ran up after 'Nakashi', the illusion would promptly dissapear, leaving him visible. After that, or not after that, but if she did something else, if she attacked him, he would self defenseively fight back. A small circle of flames around him, no higher than an inch, would form, and if she tried to hit him with something, anything, the flames directly under the weapon would burn higher and he would jump back.
If she showed no signs of attack and if she somehow saw through or broke the illusion then he would continue as before.
If she just walked away, he would do the same.
"I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes... But I refuse to let anyone use me against my will." --Eragon, by Christopher Paolini
"That's the spirit—one parts brave, three parts fool." --Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 24, 2013 22:23:58 GMT -5
Ciel watched him carefully before closing her eyes and leaning against a tree. She let out a sigh, putting her hands behind her head, just watching him climb the tree, "So then I take it we are done here? Is there any reason you're out here following people, or..." She left the question open. Then she remembered where she was headed, she had been on her way to Alaska and she really needed to finish that trip. She had to move before any of the people on her mind found her. She started to walk away and unless stopped she would keep going in her quiet almost silent way. Brushing her hair out of her face before waving to the man, it was up to him whether or not he followed her, that was none of her business. Her heels made no sound on the ground. Her body showed no anger as she walked away, in fact she seemed completely at ease.