Mina growled and glanced at Jerus, before looking Zaen straight in the eye when he returned from her punch. She glared at him, her ferocious eyes meeting his as she tried to keep herself from crushing this human's skull between her hands and tossing him into another plane.
'You'll do as you please, huh?' she hissed, her eyes not leaving his a second. 'You do as you please and I'll blow your fucking head off.' she hissed as her gun had been positioned below his chin. 'Let's see how well you can giggle without it, shall we?' she spat softly.
As he walked off she lowered her gun, but kept it in her hand in case he tried anything again. She was about a hair away of killing this annoying little pest, even if it would blow her cover.

Seth watched the people had he walked over to and was beginning to regret the decision. He could tell at least some of them were mentally unstable, others seemed to be more sane,though he could not tell if he should trust them or not as this being Hell they had to of done something sinful to get here. Deciding it was too late to leave the group and it would be safer then walking around the plane of Hell alone as long as he kept his eyes on the more insane ones Seth choose to introduce himself "My names Seth in case anyone cares, mind if I tag along with you for a while? Safety in numbers and all." Though he could tell his introduction came at a bad time due to the tension from Mina and Zaen.

Dash375 said
Seth watched the people had he walked over to and was beginning to regret the decision. He could tell at least some of them were mentally unstable, others seemed to be more sane,though he could not tell if he should trust them or not as this being Hell they had to of done something sinful to get here. Deciding it was too late to leave the group and it would be safer then walking around the plane of Hell alone as long as he kept his eyes on the more insane ones Seth choose to introduce himself "My names Seth incase anyone cares, mind if I tag along with you for a while? Safety in numbers and all."

Mason quickly turned his attention to the new arrival and by the looks of it, he was a new pair of boots. A soldier just like him, with a small smile he walked up to the unknown man and held out a hand to shake his. "I'm Sergeant Hale, it's nice to see another pair of boots here.." He said to him, both revealing his rank and his last name. "So who are you and what got you sent here?" He asked.

Zaen laughed at Mina's response, and pushed away the gun with the back of his hand. "You can't die in Hell, bitch!" he shouted, laughing. "And yes, I will do as I please, and you won't do anything about he." he said with a sly smile. "I plan on escaping Hell, wether that means all of you help me or die." he said, more seriously, this time. "I have many things to do back up on Earth." he muttered as he looked upwards, then returned his attention back to Mina.

(Considering Mina showing her true colors xD It's hard to stay in character like this... hmm, what to do..?)

'Then you won't mind if I shoot you.' she hissed and pressed the gun against his temple. 'Actually a good thing that you can't die, that way I can just keep shooting you over and over again for all eternity.' she said.
Her eyes burned a bit at his way of speaking to her, a wave of power rushing through her body, dying to get out and tear the soul's face into little pieces. 'Try me, boy. Just make me pull this trigger. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit.' she spat. She figured she was getting a bit out of her act, but she didn't particularly care at this moment. Her hands were aching to grab her scythe and slash this boy in half.
'Escape hell? Really?' she said in a mocking tone. 'What could an ingrate like yourself do? You don't even take the effort to take up a weapon and fight when we are attacked. There's nothing on earth for you. Just death again. People like you deserve death, that's why you were send here in the first place.' she growled.

(I can't remember if auto-kills were in some case allowed or not :S I remember faintly talking about it in the old rp, but not sure if the same thing counts here.)

(Time for a Mason save)
Mason turned his attention away from the mystery soldier, raising an eyebrow had Mina's strange outbursts, his blade seemed to react violently to it. The intensity of its glow and power started fluctuating rapidly like a power outage. He quickly linked that to Mina, quickly walking over to the female,placing a gentle hand on her wrist, he asn't trying to provoke her and it seemed like his emotions transmitted through that touch. "Calm down, please..." He said to her, actually pleading with her, his eyes weren't a indication of sarcasm but serious worry.

"Well, then." he said, chuckling, and moved his arm quicker than it should've, and in an instant had his knife up to her throat. "You pull that trigger, and before my death I will not waste timeto cut your throat." he said, giggling. He put his knife down and pushed away the gun when Mason interuppted. He narrowed his eyes at Mina's words, though. "I'll attack when necesarry. And also..." he said, having a bit of a theory. "You don't seem so worried about leaving Hell. Why is that? It's eternaly painful torture, yet the idea of that doesn't even seem to make you flinch." he said, not laughing or chuckling or giggling anymore, just seriousness. He chuckled. "And yes, I deserve death. I feel the blood and detah of the innocent souls and it pleases me, but I do not care, escaping Hell means I get to rid the world of innocence even more." he said, smiling mischeviously.

'Let's see if your knife is faster than my gun then.' she hissed, her eyes blazing. She was about to pull the trigger when Mason suddenly stood next to her and placed his hand on her wrist, causing her to glance at him from the corner of her eyes. She shot another glare at Zaen when he pushed her hand away from his head, but Mason's interference seemed to have cooled her rage a bit. She kept her gun in a tight grip, glancing back at Mason before looking at Zaen again at his "theory". His words caused her to smirk internally, but she showed him nothing on the outside. 'My life already is Hell, there's nothing they can throw at me that's worse than that.' she replied coldly.
'If you like to do things like that you belong here.' she stated coldly again. 'Perhaps become a demon like that one and go torture others. It seems you're not able to do anything else besides show the world your idiocy and stand around doing nothing.' she lowered her gun and slipped it into her holster below her coat.
'Just stay away from him, or I'll make sure my bullet will find it's way to your head.' she said as she turned around and walked towards the half-demon that had joined them.

Zaen put his knife in his pocket, and smirked. "Become a demon? Did you not hear what I said? I kill the innocent, not the ones sent to Hell." he said. He narrowed his eyes at her excuse. "Alrighty, then." he said after a moment. "And yes, my knife is faster than your gun." he said before giggling, then turning to the others, and waiting.

Mason walked with Mina, still holding her by the wrist, he felt odd after that, he actually held some form of emotion, enough to care so that she didn't endanger herself anyway. "What was that all about?" He asked her, he sharply glanced down when he realized he was still holding her, Mason quickly moved his hand away, stifling his blush, his cheeks had a small hint of red to them though.

Jerus had watched the entirety of the exchange with a terse look on his face, his hand resting on the hilt of his weapon the moment the now confirmed insane person had pushed him out of the way and approached Mina again. Then she'd drawn her gun and put it to his jaw, making him regard the situation with sudden worry and tension. Should either party move to do harm, he doubted he could intervene in time, but he could most certainly take the opportunity to kill the insane one. It made their trip considerably less dangerous for all it concerned in the matter.

Jerus had heard the new arrival, who'd introduced himself as Seth, come up behind him, but he would rather deal with the situation at hand and defuse it before he talked to anyone else. He could sense that something was very different about Mina and Mason's sword, but he had no means of ascertaining what it was, and he sighed in relief on the inside when Mason convinced Mina, who had placed her gun barrel against mister insane-o's forehead, to let it lie, although mister insane-o had put his knife to her throat in response. Turning to Seth, though he didn't let go of his katana's hilt, he smiled. "I am Jerus. Pleasure to meet you, Seth."

Mina waited for them both to be out of hearing range before she shot a glare at Zaen and growled. 'That little shit is acting like he owns the place, towards the demon that actually owns the place.' she snarled softly. 'He's an annoying little prick, I was this close to ripping his head off and crushing it.' she hissed and kicked a rock annoyed.
She took a moment to try and calm herself before sitting down with a huff. 'That half-demon belongs to the Lord of Pain, Asmodai, or Asmodan as most humans know him. He recognized me in this form and yielded, bowing before me. In general that means he'll become my tool in my little game.' she said as she neared Mithias.
'That little punk touched my property, the moment he forced him to get up. I don't do well with insubordinate little ingrates.' she spat. 'He'll know who I really am if he provokes me again, my pride goes above a little game like this.' she hissed lowly.

Mithias was grabbed by the chain on his collar and jerked into the group. He kept his head down, his stance cowering and meek, so as to not appear threatening and be attacked. Zaen's mockery meant nothing to the hlaf-demon slave. The only words that mattered were those of his master, and now the words of Mina.

In the realm of Hell, Mina was well known, and quite sexy. Asmodai enjoyed spoiling her, intent on the chance to win her favor, and possibly create a spawn with her. It only made sense that he would share his toys with her, although he was sure to maintain the rights of posession. Once broken, his servents were fiercly loyal. Mina would be reminded of that if she came to enjoy the demonized vampire too much.

The group seemed to accept him, still clinging to their mortal sympathies for what appeared to be a pathetic fallen, but moreover, Mina accepted him. She had claimed him. Even the weakest servents could be quite useful, for many dealings in hell were carried out by subterfuge and manipulation. Mithias was very capable of that. Asmodai was lawful, as well as evil, and it could be expected his minions were trustworthy. Afterall, this was certainly some form of bribery.

As the argument became more physical and heated between Mina and Zaen, Mithias consciously stilled himself. As much as he wanted to snatch the wrist that held a blade to Mina's neck and dig the points of his claws into it, he knew he was green. Mina was practically a goddess among the denizens of this realm. Keeping his head down, Mithias watched her to learn from her.

Seth appeared and asked to join as well. Mithias was clearly a demonic looking form, but must have appeared tame enough for Seth not to run screaming. Mason began talking to the new soul.

Mithias listened to the verbal warfare, his red eyes glowing coldly.

"...people like you deserve death, that's why you were send here in the first place." Mina growled, about to lose her patience. Oh Mithias knew about the torture of repeated deaths in hell. Asmodai had taught him well, and he knew he deserved it, all of it. Yet, his suffering and undoing had not been without purpose. What Mithias was now was of far greater value, far more disciplined and honorable than the failure that was sent to hell so long ago. All of his weakness and pride had been brutally cut out by the flames and the lash. This was his destiny.

Alas, Mithias did not need to kill anyone, torture any soul, or send any deserving spirit to his master. Mason intervened and took Mina's hand. Mithias followed behind them, smokey shadows wafting off his skin.

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Mina waited for them both to be out of hearing range before she shot a glare at Zaen and growled. 'That little shit is acting like he owns the place, towards the demon that actually owns the place.' she snarled softly. 'He's an annoying little prick, I was this close to ripping his head off and crushing it.' she hissed and kicked a rock annoyed. She took a moment to try and calm herself before sitting down with a huff. 'That half-demon belongs to the Lord of Pain, Asmodai, or Asmodan as most humans know him. He recognized me in this form and yielded, bowing before me. In general that means he'll become my tool in my little game.' she said as she neared Mithias.'That little punk touched my property, the moment he forced him to get up. I don't do well with insubordinate little ingrates.' she spat. 'He'll know who I really am if he provokes me again, my pride goes above a little game like this.' she hissed lowly.

"So why didn't you? I honestly thought you'd have just went ahead, what stopped you?" He asked curiously, crossing his arms, Mason tilted his head to look at the half-demon she spoke about. "Oh, I hope your tool understands the pecking order here..." He huffed, a small smirk on his face though. "Hmmph, that's funny..." He smirked, chuckling to himself as he thought, a determined expression was made by him briefly before he just smirked. glancing over to the new arrival and saluting nonchalantly. "I just want to get out of here...this area in general I mean.." He sighed.

Koran watched as the situation unfolded, and felt mina's emotion, her hatred towards the boy, and he became furious when zaen threatened to harm her. as soon as mina left, he spoke to zaen.,
"listen here you little sack of shit, your in my group now, you disobey me, or mina, or harm anyone in any sort of way.." his voice gave off a demonic sound as he spoke the next few words," i will break you and make you my personal slave, meer soul." his personality was rappidly changing, for a darker sode, he felt the demonic energy flowing through him, he felt himself slipping away, his energy gave off a sort of scream for help, before he harmed zaen.

Zaen smirked at Koran's threats. "You can't die in Hell, I'll be reborn and I'll be right back, here for your pleasure." he said with a chuckle at the end. He kept his knife sheathedand his hands in his pockets, not giving a single solitary fuck. "Also, you can't break what's already broken." he said, much more serious than before. It was true, he knew he was broken, and he knew she couldn't break him any more than he already was. "And I don't follow orders very well."

Boboclown89 said
Zaen smirked at Koran's threats. "You can't die in Hell, I'll be reborn and I'll be right back, here for your pleasure." he said with a chuckle at the end. He kept his knife sheathedand his hands in his pockets, not giving a single solitary fuck. "Also, you can't break what's already broken." he said, much more serious than before. It was true, he knew he was broken, and he knew she couldn't break him any more than he already was. "And I don't follow orders very well."

koran, closes his eyes, grins, and opens them, one eye glowing blue, the other red.
"you arent broken, your spirit is free,and you still have free will.. perhaps your a little insane, but that wont hinder the process, ill cleanse you of sin by torturing you till you succumb to me."
he put his tanto to zaen's throat. " im going to enjoy this, hmhmhm."
his eyes were crazed, as half his face changed to look more demonic in appearance.

Stryder said
"So why didn't you? I honestly thought you'd have just went ahead, what stopped you?" He asked curiously, crossing his arms, Mason tilted his head to look at the half-demon she spoke about. "Oh, I hope your tool understands the pecking order here..." He huffed, a small smirk on his face though. "Hmmph, that's funny..." He smirked, chuckling to himself as he thought, a determined expression was made by him briefly before he just smirked. glancing over to the new arrival and saluting nonchalantly. "I just want to get out of here...this area in general I mean.." He sighed.

'The fun of the game, for now, is above my annoyance for the boy. Had he insulted me truly, it would have been another case entirely...' she grumbled lightly. 'Next time I'll send some hellhounds on him, let's see how hard he laughs when his limbs get torn off....' she murmured, more or less plotting her response next time Zaen decided to oppose her.
She looked at the half-demon behind them and looked at him. 'What is your name and what is the reason your master allowed you to roam?' she asked him,
She was sure Asmodai had allowed this slave to listen to her as they encountered each other, most likely as a little prize to get her to like him more. Asmodai wanted her for many years now, taking every chance he got to try and please her with gifts and compliments. She didn't like the archdemon at all, though she stayed in his favor. His power was greater than hers, only slightly lower than her fathers power. If not for her father, Asmodai would have forcefully taken her by now, she was certain of that.

She turned back to see Koran losing his temper again, this time towards Zaen. That boy seemed to piss everybody off around here. At one side she wanted to let Koran rip that soul apart, on the other side; he would most likely get some kind of bad reaction to actually killing somebody.
With a sigh she glanced at Mason and Mithias. 'Should I go stop the nephilim, or let him rip the little prick apart first?' she asked with a huff.

"If I do, I'll have to kill them both, so if you did it, we won't lose people...besides, I think I hear something calling my name i that direction." He said, pointing way out in the middle of nowhere, going out there was likely dangerous but the soldier picked up his sword and walked over, he just wanted to explore mostly, with there being nothing to do, killing and getting better at it was the best thing to do.

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koran, closes his eyes, grins, and opens them, one eye glowing blue, the other red."you arent broken, your spirit is free,and you still have free will.. perhaps your a little insane, but that wont hinder the process, ill cleanse you of sin by torturing you till you succumb to me."he put his tanto to zaen's throat. " im going to enjoy this, hmhmhm."his eyes were crazed, as half his face changed to look more demonic in appearance.

"I'd like to see you try." he said, narrowing his eyes. "Pain and suffering are nothing. They are the past and the forgotten, and my spirit is binded to the death of the innocent, you can't make a slave out of me." he responded. "Nice eye trick, as well, but nothing more than asthetics." he commented, just on the side.