Gordon watched his wife tired of all the thing going around. "i think i have found a place, we can rest" Gordon went down the subway stairs. He had to walk with his neck against the roof. Looking out the in the tunnels, "No sound" Gordon went on and walked further inside the tunnels. Gordon looked at a smaller tunnel going downwards direction. "Eva, you have to wake up. Gordon shacked a little on her so she would wake up. You have to yourself into a snake, so we can get down this hole" Gordon felt her weakness, but there was either becoming a snake or be swallowed by Gordon and reappear from his stomach. "Concentrate on the from of a snake and i will help you with the rest" Gordon held her while looking in her face, to see if she was strong enough.
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Eva's eyes flickered open and she looked around them, seeing that they were in the subway system tunnels. She looked back to Gordon's eyes and frowned heavily. "No! I'm not a snake!" she said, flinging her hands up and pushing away from him. Her head was throbbing though she was starting to feel a bit better. "Why can't we just rest here?" she asked meekly, glancing around them and seeing no threats nearby.
Gordon didn't want to set Eva down at the cold steel rails. He changed form, with snake form he formed a little bed for Eva to rest in. He laid some of the body under as a mattress under her and made some parts of himself to be a sheet. "Sssssleep well", he said laying his snake head under Eva's head so she could use his it like a pillow.
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Wolf grunted finding himself on his back with the air knocked out of him. He looked over at the woman who he assumed was thrown at him with a slight confusion before noticing her wounds. "You alright?" He asked in his professional tone getting up and (If she's on the ground) offering her a hand looking over at the demon. "Who's that? It looks different from the things I'm dealing with down there."
The demon watched the two laughing "Good both of you are here now I can kill you all more quickly!" it said glaring at them and showing a grin for once before straightening up pointing the edge of it's sword at the two. "Get ready to die." Were his words and in a flash he was at them again.
"Those who make a peaceful resolution impossible will make a violent resolution inevitable." ( President John F. Kennedy)
“A man can only be beaten in two ways, if he gives up or he dies.” -Richard Machowicz
Eva curled up on top of Gordon, finding his smooth scaled skin a little cold at first. She snuggled under the parts of hiimself he laid over her and rested her head on top of his, her brown curled hair sprayed out under her. She began to drift off, but before she did she gave the top of Gordon's head a gentle kiss, and then rested her head back down and drifted off to sleep.
"Ugh.." Presea looked at the soldier that came to help her. "I'm fine, get out of here.." she sighed with the last bit of strength she had to talk. She heard the demon talk and accepted his hand, pulled herself up to, once again, only defend herself from the upcoming blow. "Fuck." is all she said and was send flying again, this time against a tree. The tree shook and dropped leaves from the impact. "Can't you just go back to where you belong?!" she yelled and stood up with all her might. Her blood dripped down her arm, and she probably had some terrible bruises. "If you guys never came here we wouldn't have had to fight! You'd be safe and not wounded!" Presea was angry and took out 4 sharp needles from her pocket throwing it towards the demon, straight for his neck. "Just get the fuck out of here. This world belongs to us, you have enough space down there.." She said and wobbly walked infront of the man to protect him. She held her sword on the ground, not enough power to pick it up. "The signs gotten from the angels aren't just for nothing. Get out." she was close to crying when she said get out, which was hearable in her voice. Still she didn't drop a tear nor flinched as she just stared at the injured demon.
The demon staggered back with three needles in it's arm in which it used to block but the fourth one made it into the creature's neck. It reached up and pulled the needle falling to it's knees. "I come from hell for one reason. To let you know we have room for more!" the demon replied trying to get onto it's feet gripping it's bleeding neck muttering a silent curse.
"You've done enough." Wolf muttered as he walked past the girl to place himself between her and the demon. "Let me take some of the burden it's the least I cam do for what you did for my guy." He said looking over his shoulder at the girl with a smirk while flicking off the flashlight mounted on his rifle.
"Those who make a peaceful resolution impossible will make a violent resolution inevitable." ( President John F. Kennedy)
“A man can only be beaten in two ways, if he gives up or he dies.” -Richard Machowicz
Teres' map started to go off with a ding when Azazel had stopped talking. He escused himself and looked at the map with a tad bit of an annoyance. That demon that had visited him had betrayed him. "Hmm... Yes, I am human," he said to Azazel still looking at his map, "Though, I was turned by Satan himself and was ordered to oversee this operating by him. Anyway, how would you feel about a mission? Are you willing?"
If I am randomly MIA, it usually means I'm far too busy with medical school. I'll try and make a notice before any one of my leave of absences.
Presea looked at the man now smirking and wanted to object but he did seem tough and the demon was already injured. "You're still not supposed to fight stronger demons than you already are." she said sighing. Presea was exhausted, by the constant fighting, and so much strength she had to give in order to even keep herself alive. Presea winced and held on to her sword. "I-is it over?" She asked. Presea took out a bandagw from her pocket and put it around her arm. Bloodlines were down her arm to her hand and even blooddrops had fallen on the floor. How is it still bleeding? she wondered. It must have been quite deep to still bleed, and her hand was feeling numb. She was feeling a bit lightheaded but took out a bottle with white liquid in it and drank some. She saw the man looking at the bottle wondering what it was. "Water with Glucose." she said, without him even asking. "You should get out of here or help your buds."
Azazel grins, quick, easy, before schooling his features and nodding sagely. "Sure, I've got nothing better to do anyway."
"Right," Azazel, claps his hands together as he pushes himself off the wall he had been leaning against, fluid and graceful. There used to be a time when the fallen angel held himself like a board, all movements stiff and mildly awkward. They was too sharp and unnatural to anyone who cared to look close enough."Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"
And of course, Azazel had no intention of actually helping the demons in the long-term. But it would help stave away boredom for at least a little while so he wasn't about to refuse the offer. "So..." he started, attempting to make small talk, "You ever been to Hell?"
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