Post by Kaarme Medusa on Feb 1, 2013 4:43:19 GMT -5
The music was all that could be heard, the hotel sweet he was in was packed full of people, mostly women. Kaarme had found his way into a private party by drinking with the owners at a bar just hours ago. So many beautiful women to choose.. Their eyes, beautiful and seductive. He needed to pick one and he knew just which girl he wanted. The tall brunette was laughing and drinking caribou lou she was so far gone this wouldn't even be hard to do. In fact so simple it bored him to the point he only did this because her eyes were so beautiful.
Standing up he slipped his arm from the woman's waist and fixed his hair before pushing through the crowd to the girl. Putting his hands on her hips he leaned in and licked her neck sending a shiver down her spine. The woman turned around and clinged to him, he guessed mainly for balance but she walked with him as he lead her down the hallway and into the bedroom. Closing and locking the door behind him he turned around and stared into the woman's eyes, she froze in place when she looked back in his. Pushing her over onto the bed he pulled the long needle out of his belt and ripped her shirt off. Pressing it tip of the needle to her skin he shoved it down into her heart, the venom on it killing her almost instantly as it shut down her heart.
Quickly plucking out her eyes he swallowed them, pulling out the needle and putting it back into his belt he brushed the hair out of his face and licked his lips. Turning around he unlocked the door, opened it stepped out, closing it behind him he slipped out of the sweet and into the elevator. The quick ride down the 50 floors couldn't go by any faster.
Leaving the hotel he quickly made his was down the road and wandered down the streets. Passing high traffic areas he found his way to the woods, deciding to take a late night stroll he walked down a small animal trail that lead into the thick of the woods. Tying his hair up as he walked into a long pony tail, it took a couple minutes but was worth it, he looked great and it kept it neat and not chaotic.
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 1, 2013 16:44:11 GMT -5
Tyr whistled merrily to himself as he walked through the woods, shovel in his right hand. Just a few paces behind him, was a burly human holding a body, wrapped in tarp of course. The man grunted from his burden; the two had been walking for quite some time, looking for a place to bury the damned thing.
"How much further?" the wheezing human asked, regretting that he had volunteered for this job, knowing that he would also be the one who ended up having to dig the hole. "Shush, Ah heard somethin." The hybrid hissed at the human in a thick southern accent, coming to a stop and looking around.
The hybrid just shrugged and continued walking. Moments later, they came to a stream. "Okay, Ahm sick uh lookin fo a good place." Tyr whined. "Ahm bored, jus bury him there, 'kay?" The hybrid said, pointing at a damp patch of earth not too far away. Tossing the shovel to the human, Tyr looked around, not wishing to be disturbed, as the human began to dig, having dropped the body at his feet.
Post by Kaarme Medusa on Feb 2, 2013 2:03:12 GMT -5
Pushing the bushes away he walked along the creek bank and hummed to his self quietly as he walked along aimlessly. He was content with such a quick job he did earlier, they usually struggle and mess his hair up or scratch him which pisses him off more then the wind.
The sound of a man complaining caught his attention, a second voice was heard telling him to bury someone. Soon after the smell of blood, death and demons entered his nose, cringing he pulled the handkerchief out of his pocket and put it to his nose, the faint smell of lilies was more then enough to cover the smell of death and demons. Curious as to who it was he quickly changed back to his serpent body, sighing happily with loosing the legs and gaining his tail he quickly climbed up a tall tree and glanced to where the voice was coming from.
Biting the handkerchief he held onto the tree with both hands when he spotted movement. Focusing in on the movement he saw it was two males, one leading and one carrying the body. It wasn't long before a third voice was heard echoing through the valley. Trying to pinpoint where the sound came from he knew it wasn't far from the other men but just out of sight.
Kaarme caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye. Watching the men he was curious as to how the new man entering the party will go over. Kaarme pretty much let go of the tree, mainly leaning on it now his tail wrapped around it kept him held onto it well enough.
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 2, 2013 2:38:26 GMT -5
At the sound of a voice, both Tyr and his goon began looking around almost instantly. "Keep working." The hybrid ordered, keeping his voice level and calm as he continued his search for where the voice was coming from.
Clearing his throat, the hybrid spoke "Don't worry about it, mysterious friend," Tyr spoke reassuringly "It is nothing one such as yourself need be concerned about." The more he looked, the more he realized that he wouldn't be able to find the other with simple vision.
In a small radius, Tyr sent out a wave of his power, imperceptible to any it touched. Everything his power touched upon, he gave a quick cursory examination in his mind, and, if it fit what he was looking for, he did a more detailed examination to confirm.
Long story short, the hybrid located at least two life forms beside himself and his goon. One was shaped like a person, the other like a gorgon. Interesting. Assuming the more human seeming one was the one who had spoken, Tyr looked in his exact direction, not seeing him, but knowing he was there.
"What would a pretty thing such as yourself be doing out here so late?" The hybrid grinned, brushing brambles from his armani jacket.
Post by Kaarme Medusa on Feb 12, 2013 15:00:09 GMT -5
Laying on the branch he watched the men talk, listening to them he knew they knew he was there. Not much caring to encounter them in this tree he quickly slides his way down the tree and changes in to his human form. Getting dressed quickly he grabs his pack and walks towards the men, pushing the bushes out of the way with his pack. Stopping just on the other side of the bush he slings the pack onto one strap around his shoulder and looks at them before speaking. "Interesting seeing two demons out here, rare to even see one now a days."
Leaving his hand by his side he smiles and shifts his weight to one leg as he watches the men and wonders what they will do.
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 18, 2013 0:09:05 GMT -5
Tyr tapped his chin, thinking. The hybrid glanced back to see the progress of the grave digging, just once. Almost done. Then he turned his attention back to the daemon.
At the suggestion that they were bretheren in some way, Tyr nearly laughed. "I think you are confused," he began, adjusting his tie "Obviously, we are here to bury a body. You are a random person who looks as if he could be living here, and I am a man of great power, wealth, etc."
"You see, I am a professional. You kill your employees for finishing a simple chore, no one wants to work with you." The hybrid explained. "Don here, will live a long and prosperous life, so long as he continues to be successful at his job. So, only one grave for today."
Sighing, Tyr waved in the general direction of the other creature, unseen as of yet. "To be honest, I'm feeling peckish. Imagine me in a gorgon skin jacket." The hybrid turned around once, holding open his armani jacket.
Eying the obviously transformed creature, Tyr asked the daemon. "Think I could pull it off?"
Post by Kaarme Medusa on Feb 21, 2013 5:30:45 GMT -5
A smile grew on his face and a small laugh passed his lips as he listened to them speak, the more arrogant demon speaking of wearing him as a jacket. Such a foolish being he was, the thought of taking a limb off of them or even killing them crossed his mind. As vain as Kaarme is he didn't want to take the chance on getting blood on him or getting cut. Running his hand over his forehead and onto his hair he brushed back the few strands that were not tied up out of his face. Shaking his head Kaarme looked at both of them before smirking and turning around and speaking as he starts walking away. "I just wanted to see what the party was going on down here, but you two are not even worth my time, see you boys around."
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 22, 2013 2:01:34 GMT -5
"Wow, wow, wow," Tyr began, chuckling, holding his hands up as if to stave off some incoming assault. "I never said you mean nothing to me. Quite the opposite, in fact. You, as a daemon male, are worth more to me than fifty humans."
The hybrid chuckled, glancing at the gorgon and hardly acknowledging that he had spoken. "And a thousand gorgonskin jackets."
Tyr bent over, whistling, and quickly tossed a twig at the retreating gorgon. "Hey, don't go anywhere," the hybrid called out "I was seriously considering that jacket idea."
After a short walk and nearly getting his hands dirty, the arrogant male was really not in the mood to be ignored by a creature he considered inferior to himself. And so, the hybrid readied to loose a small burst of power that would incapacitate the gorgon long enough for Tyr to get him to the skinning rack back at his apartment.
