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The World That Never Was [High-Casual]

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I know Kelvin in real life > >

I never called him Onii-Chan though, at least not that I can remember.

I'm Aniki-Sama!
BIG BRO-BOSS

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"Whoever you heard from was telling you the god-forsaken truth." said aloud staring into her eyes. Still waiting for the sign of a weapon being pulled forth, Constantine was surprised we he didn't see any. He still couldn't make out any sign of Essence, or Radiance as Anelle made a barrier.
What the fuck. Constantine thought to himself, he never thought about a barrier. That definitely would have been helpful on some of nastier dinner's he had consumed. If Constantine had a choice he'd probably make his last name Carnage.

The crackling of his flame seemed to be the only noise in the room. It became deathly quiet as Constantine concentrated. Now that there was a barrier he might as well push it a bit.

Constantine let out a deep breath from his nostrils flame coming out from them, but instead of his normal red he flames came out a light blue. Constantine planned on straining himself and going for a heatwave. His body's flame turned from bright orange to a deep blue.

Constantine felt a slight strain on his soul as he held this form, but he knew he could probably go farther. He let go of his weapon his flames holding it steady in air, as he rolled up his sleeves. As his tattoos hit the light, they began to burn and glow quickly matching the color of his fire. "I probably won't have enough time to concentrate and make sense of this crap, so I'll just stick to what I know best." Constantine said as he grabbed his weapon from the sky.

As he grabbed his weapon he noticed his sweater becoming a little singed he could control the intensity of his flames, but not what they could and couldn't burn. She could probably kill me anyway who cares Constantine thought to himself as he turned his deep blue into that of a white flame. His flames had a hint of yellow as his sweater began to burn. Only half aware of his sweater burning Constantine threw his backpack behind him, it would really suck if that got burned.

As he felt his soul beginning to really stretch he also felt the blood lust grow stronger, he's never felt the need to maim someone as much as he's feeling it now. Maybe it's because he hasn't had a good chance to feed recently. Regardless he started to feel a bit dizzy. Constantine tried to think of something cool to say and his lips tried forming words, but only pale white fire came out his eyes turned a deep red, and his skin began to turn burn a little black.

He rushed at the woman, his only game plan to slice her open. With no formal training in the way of blades he relied heavily on being quicker and stronger than his opponents, He began slicing madly yet precisely at his intended target. Only slightly focusing he flames started spreading outward from his body hitting the edges of the barrier.

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Watching Anelle move her smile slowly forming Constantine started to feel a little excited with what could be his first engagement since joining. He tried to make out some sort of Essence, but he was unable to feel anything. He felt a little fear building up but all he could do was smile at the thought of it. Constantine started laughing maniacally, "Fuck it, test or not might as well show you what I got."

And with that Constantine inhaled deeply on his cigarette the ashes quickly swirling around him magnificently as his body was engulfed in flames. He let out a deep breath fire dragons swirling around and dissipating quickly as he decided concentration over showing off. He just couldn't help himself though, he loved violence. His laughter filling up the room. He looked at his clothes none of them seemed to be burning off, so far so good.

"This is where it gets really good." He said laughing even harder at what he was about to do. He grew his horns out protruding out from his forehead, and curving backwards. He smiled showing off his perfect teeth, only then did he notice Anelle's hand quickly moving behind her back.

Shit, I'm fucking careless. Constantine followed suit and called forth his cursed weapon. Fire burning from his hand he winced as he called forth his blade. He formed it into that of a styled Katana, his weapon taking cue from his body was inflamed. He made a fire dragon wrap around his sword. He was ready, and he was excited he felt an odd blood lust filling him up.

Something is a little off but, oh so right. I could probably take it a step farther. Just you fucking push me." Constantine kept laughing breathing heavily and waiting for her to make the next move.

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Still sitting in his chair smoking Constantine listens intently to what his new boss is saying. Never taking his eyes off her except for when he needed to blow smoke in the opposite direction.

"Goody I love missions." Constantine says somewhat sarcastically, but really he was getting kinda restless and was in the mood to get the show on the road.

"Who could be causing the trouble if not demons?" Constantine asks, hoping the answer to his question isn't him. He can't help but tense his body up, getting ready for a surprise attack. Leaking out just a bit of his Essence, spending a lot of time in survival mode he still doesn't have much of a reason to trust his new boss, even if she was kind enough to give him a drink. Feeling as though a half-finished cigarette wouldn't be enough to possibly fight someone good enough to be his boss, he casually, but swiftly pulls out a new one and lights it with his mind, before extinguishing the old one.

He inhales deeply looking at the two cigarette butts on the floor next to his feet, if he could die from lung cancer he's sure he would, quickly purging the thought he goes back to staring at his boss, hoping she doesn't take his slight hostility in the wrong way. A fight with a coworker, well boss on the first day will surely send them all after me, fuck it if I'm going to have to die I'm dying on my terms. Constantine thinks to himself letting out just enough Essence so that he could pull his weapon if necessary. Sorry I couldn't cut it the first day mom. Constantine thinks to himself while staring at his boss expecting the worse. Maybe there's another place after this one and we'll see each other, but I doubt it.

Constantine casually stands up, and rolls his sleeves back. If he's going to die here he's going to be goddamn ready for it.

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"Yep flame is the name of the game" He says while exhaling the smoke from his lungs out through his nostrils floating. He stares at her hand noticing the callous, and wonder what her weapon could be to form so many. He tries not to stare too much and shakes hands with his new boss. That's when it hits him.

"fucking demons that want nothing more than to see you ripped limb from limb"

His mind becomes bombarded with his mother's memories burning behind his eyelids. Until he realizes that it's actually happening, his dark sunken eyes turn ember, fires dancing in them. He began hearing screams and laughter.
He takes a long drag of his cigarette until it's almost finished and blows the smoke heavily from his nostrils. He hopes to control these trigger words better in time. Nobody needs to see him in a rage, at least not yet.

He pulls out a lighter and another cigarette quickly lighting the new one before stomping out the old one. He can't help but feel his eyes burning. Better my eyes than my whole body. He thinks to himself. "Well it was definitely a weird way to be found agreed, but I've never done anything horrible. Well at least not to humans, or anybody worth mentioning. I haven't had to talk about all the things I've done much, some people would probably have a problem with what I've done, maybe I should lie. He thinks to himself.

He feels as if her final remark was her way of saying she's got her eye on him. Regardless he was expecting something like this, at least she was nice enough to sort of dance around the subject. Realizing it's grown rather quiet as he's been lost in his own thoughts he follows up with another question, "So is it just going to be you and I, or is there an office party I'm missing?"

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"Would you like a drink?" She asks him.
Listening to her voice ring through his ears, the first voice he's heard that wasn't in his head in some time. Smelling the alcohol and his cigarette smoke filling the room Is this a hospital or a bar? Constantine thought to himself.

Despite being twenty-one the only habit he's really picked up was smoking, and even then only for the convenience of it being a great muse for his nature. He takes a long drag of his cigarette and blows the smoke away from her face. He tries to form a smiling realizing he's probably looking rather unfriendly.

He grabs the bottle and takes a swig, before handing it back to her. He can't really taste anything besides the burn as it goes down. He doesn't need to drink he just didn't want to seem like a complete ass. He goes back to smoking, and while exhaling the next smoke cloud he asks, "So what's your name I only read enough to know that I should probably come here first, are you part of my new squad?" As he blows out the smoke he makes smoke rings and has little fire dragons jump through them before turning back to his default frown.

Before she's able to ask her next question he blurts out, "Drinking on the job, I guess I'm not the only screwed up reject this place has to offer." He laughs at his own joke realizing it could be interpreted as an insult. If she doesn't end up on my squad why even pretend to be nice, when I know I'm not.

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I didn't read anyone's character information because I don't feel like it at this time soo.. I'll learn everything I need to know as I go along. The ignorance to your characters that my character may show is not faked.

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Constantine walks up the steps to the hospital tapping the bottom of his cigarette carton, after finally reading his mission orders he found out he was supposed to meet some people here. Before dropping and stomping out the dying cigarette in his mouth he uses its sparks to make a flame from his fingertip to light the new one. He stomps out his old one and walks through the open door. He looks around the white room, his dark eyes looking for anything out of the ordinary. He spots a chair directly under a no-smoking sign. He laughs to himself and puffs out flames along with his smoke. I would have preferred being in my own squad, I can kill things no problem. He sits there by the door figuring, either his new squad will leave through the door or come back through it at this point. He looks through his backpack and notices he has enough cigarettes to keep him happy for now.