Post by Nesirae Croíscáth on May 10, 2013 21:07:35 GMT -5
Standing there with his head bowed, hands folded atop a cane, was a man clad in a long black coat. His curly brown hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. His hands were encased in black silk gloves, and his expensive looking shoes could be seen under the bottom hem of his coat. His voice was deep, with a slight rasp to it's otherwise velvety sound. "Good morning, Demetria. I see you've found yet another... playmate." He raised his head and looked at her. His pale brown eyes shining with an inner light.
The lighting in the corridor made it hard to accurately discern any prominent facial features, merely the coloration. His olive skin seemed to shine with sweat, yet still he wore the heavy coat that covered him from throat to ankle. He seemed to favor his right leg heavily.
He looks to Thanatos. "Good morning, sir. I'm sure my dear sister has mentioned me. You may call me Deimos." His smile was at turns wicked, and inviting.
He stood there silently as he noticed she was getting increasingly worried, quick breathing, leaning against the wall, making fists. He tightened the grip of his scythe and looked at her then back to the door as she pushed the button to open it. Seeing the male in front of them he raised an eye brow. Looking over the man he tried to pinpoint what he was. Unable to he pushed the thought away when the man spoke.
"Good morning, Demetria. I see you've found yet another... Playmate."
Keeping quiet he just looked at Ciel before looking back at the man. Seeing him favor his right leg he looked back up at his face as he spoke again. Listening to him he nodded and spoke up. "Good morning. She has and you may call me Thanatos." Changing hands with his scythe he walked out slowly, using it as a walking stick before reaching his hand out to shake his.
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 18, 2013 1:56:42 GMT -5
Ciel follows Thanatos looking the other man in the eye. She shook, her body naturally afraid of him. She shakes her head, "No... my name is Ciel... Ciel D'morte." She says watching Thanatos, then back to her brother. "W-what are you doing here Deimos?" She asks looking around, trying to find an escape route any at all. She stays behind Thanatos. He seemed so calm that it made her heart skip a beat. He should be afraid, shouldn't he? She's terrified, couldn't he feel the danger from Deimos? Ciel shakes her head and bites her lip, she looks at the floor she didn't want to see what would happen when he touched Deimos. She'd grown fond of this man in the short amount of time she'd spent with him. Besides he was giving her another chance wasn't he? Couldn't Deimos understand that, did he care. She scoffs, she couldn't see Deimos caring about what she did. She just knew that he'd been waiting for her to come home, and for some reason... she hadn't wanted to. Something in her wanted to avoid Deimos at all costs.
Post by Nesirae Croíscáth on Aug 21, 2013 22:09:20 GMT -5
Deimos looks to the hand offered, then up to Thanatos' face, his own eyebrow raised. He tilts to one side so he can see Ciel. "Now, dearest sister, is that any way to say hello to your brother after so long? I came to see you. Maybe I should be off, however. I'll be sure to tell Father you have no desire to see him. I'm sure his heart will falter before breaking." He turns to leave, leaning on his cane as he does so.
He pulls an envelope out of his coat and lays it on the ground beside his foot. "Your wages for the week. Thought I'd deliver it in person, possibly over dinner, or lunch, but seeing as my mere presence is met with disdain... Well, I simply wouldn't feel safe. After all it was you who gave me this lovely need for a cane. Fare well, dear sister." He looks over his shoulder, at Thanatos. "Reaper.." He begins to walk toward the stairs. "Just remember, Demetria... No one can stop death."
He lowered his hand as he didn't accept it. He kept watching the man, all of his actions, his stance, every thing he tried to pick apart to gather all the information he could get on him. He knew the easiest way to take this man out would be to simply go for his legs. Lowered reaction time, his reflexes were down. It could be simple but never is.
Turning to face Ciel he looked at her hiding behind him before he heard the man walk off. Watching him set down the envelope he wondered how much was in there exactly but that was a thought for later. As he spoke of not feeling safe at a dinner with her he looked back at Ciel then back to the man when he spoke of his race. Smirking he spoke out to the man. "Shapeshifter.. Those who speak of being death often find their untimely end before they desire too.
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 22, 2013 13:51:29 GMT -5
Ciel held her breath, she felt so bad. Her brother was good at though, always had been. She looked up at Thanatos, he gave her some odd sense of strength. She moved so that she was next to Thanatos. She reached down and picked up the envelope, and stuck it in her pocket. She looked at her brother, "Wait... Deimos... why don't we do diner. Me you and Thanatos." She wasn't comfortable being with Deimos alone though she couldn't quite figure out why.
She looked at Thanatos almost as if asking if it was okay. She held her breath waiting for an answer. Her fingers tapping against her thigh. She brushed her hair out of her face. All the thoughts that went through her mind, and then the thought of Deimos, Deimos telling her that it was okay, she wasn't supposed to fall in love, that he cursed her never to be in love after what she did.
Post by Nesirae Croíscáth on Aug 23, 2013 19:12:06 GMT -5
He stops and without turning to them speaks again. "A reaper would be wise to heed it's own warning." He leans on his cane, his grip upon it's head tight. "I rescind my invitation, Demetria." He turns to look at her, with his pale brown, almost white eyes. They seemed to burn through her flesh, looking into her very soul. "Dear sweet Demetria. Hiding behind yet another misguided fool. Just like Him. I wonder what he would think of this. Seeing you drenched in blood, and walking around with corpses. Then again, he would probably have gotten off of on that." He motions towards the pocket where she put the envelope. "Go treat your bone man." He turns to walk away again, his cane making hard clicks on the tiled floor. "Jake would be so disappointed in you, Demetria. Running away, pretending to be someone you're not. Forgetting that love is anathema to our kind." His voice trailed off as he walked down the hall. "I will be watching, dear Sister."
He looked over at the girl as she moved next to him. Watching her pick up the envelope he listened to her. Speaking out as he declined the invitation. "It would be best if we just left." Putting his arm around her he started to walk but stopped when Deimos spoke of him as a bone man. Looking over to Ciel as he spoke of her. Standing in front of Ciel he smiled and said. "We shall meet again Deimos.. The next time will not be so pleasant."
Turning he put his hand around her again and started walking her out of the hotel away from Deimos. "Come Ciel, we must continue on." Morrigan cooed happily as she settled on Thanatos' shoulder. She lifted her head up and looked around as they left the building and walked outside.
