Aksha, the demon runt, was currently hiding from a group of angry villagers in a barn.
"Where did it go!?" she heard one of them cry. She relaxed and slumped down, startling a pig and giving away her position. "There it is!" Oh crap.
She bolted out of the barn like a (ha ha) bat out of hell, pushing past and jumping over the few villagers brave enough to try and grab her.
"Go home, you stupid peasants!"she yelled behind her. Someone responded by chucking a pitchfork at her like a javelin, which she narrowly avoided.
No no no no no! Why did bad things keep happening! First a big demon calls a blood hunt on her, then she gets banished by her human master and now this! She didn't want to die like this, it was embarrassing, and she was only 75.
She hopped over a scared cow, and then over a fence, and then she was in a forest. A forest! She had never seen a tree before and now there were hundreds of the buggers flying at her.
She ran faster than she had before, the forest had other ideas and put a branch in her path. She tripped and fell to the ground with a thud.
"No!" she cried. The humans were nearly at her. Already she heard whoops of delight and a "Die, demon!"
"Help!"
The forests of Connlaoth, bordering the lush Sirantil Valley. There was plenty of wild game, shelter, and territory to be had, enough to content any wolf. Of course, there was only one problem: Gavin was not just a wolf and he was not contented. Maybe that was two problems.
The crunch of bones filled the hollow he rested in, as the remains of a very unfortunate squirrel were ground up and disappeared. Black ears flickered as a commotion approached the forest. What was that? Didn't they know better than to annoy him? Despite his discontent he had claimed this area as his for the time being.
Paws treaded swiftly and silently on the forest floor as he stalked towards shouting voices. As a feminine voice cried out for help he put on a burst of speed. He leaped over Aksha where she was sprawled on the ground, landing by her feet and facing the mob that had been chasing her.
Fangs dripping with blood were exposed as he snarled angrily. Filthy villagers, disturbing him and hunting on his land. His fur bristled, making him appear even larger than he already was, which was quite large to begin with. That squirrel hadn't been much of a snack, he wondered if the villagers tasted good.
OOC: Sorry for how bad this turned out.
[[It's not that bad :D ]]
Just when things couldn't get any worse, a huge black wolf flies over her head. Wait.. it was growling at the townspeople!
"Good doggie!" she cried, and jumped to her feet. "Kill!" she pointed at the villagers who were frankly wetting themselves. The wolf would probably turn on her when it got bored of chasing/eating peasants, but she could always frighten it away with some fire.
And if that didn't work it'd be a much better death.
The villagers began to run away, but some were tantalizingly slow.
Aksha laughed. It was supposed to be evil, but it always came out rather...unhinged. She wanted to chase them, but the wolf might target her if she was in front of it, so she laughed more. She was told that most mortals found it haunting.
Gavin bristled as he was referred to as a 'good doggie' and ordered to kill. The arrogance of the demon only fueled his rage. A bloodlust had settled upon him, the thrill of the chase had his limbs quivering in anticipation.
The villagers turned there backs on him to flee. Mistake. It took only a single bound and he was upon the first man. His jaws clamped around the back of the terrified peasant's neck, there was only time for a strangled scream before a loud cracking and crunching of bone heard. Even as the body fell to the ground he leaped off and made for the next one.
A slightly pudgy man turned and threw up his arms to try to protect his face. Gavin struck him with his front paws, sending him sprawling to the ground. Ignoring the neck, so feebly protected, he instead began to eviscerate the man. Alive.
The bloodcurling screams of the dying man only served to make the other peasants run harder, crying out to their god for mercy. He ignored them, they were beyond the trees now.
When the screams turned to gurgling groans, Gavin stepped off the man and turned back to where he had left the demon. Blood dripped from his fur, his head, neck, and paws were drenched in it. Amber eyes assessed the damage he had caused as he sat down and, almost like a cat, lifted one front leg and began licking the blood from his paw. The burning rage was quenched. For now.
[[Ugh, Homestuck is taking over my free time. Thanks, Rhi-Rhi! XD]]
Aksha cocked her head at the wolf. Had it seen her, or was it really not hostile?
"Not one of my greatest moments, I assure you." she chuckled, stalking over to him slowly. "But thanks I guess, Rover." she smiled. Good thing wolves can't understand Common, her dog puns were probably getting offensive.
She looked at the body and the blood. "You lucky sod." she said, and crouched opposite the wolf, tail flicking from side to side - a sign of anxiety. She was ready to start running again.
OOC: S'all good. What's Homestuck? lol
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Gavin watched Aksha as she stalked over, his fur bristled as he snarled silently at being called Rover. He stopped cleaning himself, stood, and shook vigorously, splattering blood everywhere, including all over Aksha.
The snarl had gone, he wasn't really planning on anymore slaughter, the impromtu bit just now had been enough. This disrespectfulness from the demon was going to stop, though.
His transformation was simple and quick. One might miss it if they blinked. The black wolf merely reared up on it's hind legs and the wolfy visage seemed to melt away, as if the man simple rose from his crouch from beneath the animal.
Clothes of unrelieved black, including a long coat of wool. Gavin's eyes glared at the demon now, they might as well have been molten gold. "Call me Rover again, you demon whore, and I'll drag you kicking and screaming to the next village and give you to them."
[[ It's a bit like like an interactive-fiction-game-comic multimedia thing that's over 5000 pages long.
This is the best comparison to a trailer :3
http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6&p=003049
and here's the first page:
http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6
Rhi-Rhi's avatar is one of the characters, I recognized it and got hooked :3
And without further ado~!]]
Aksha didn't mind having blood splattered all over her. In fact she smiled. The smile got off and ran for its life when the wolf was not a wolf but a human with amber eyes.
A werewolf! One of the voices yelled: "STRONGER HUMAN!" and ran away, but she let it. That one was annoying anyway.
Whore?
"Well that was rude. Besides," she began with a curt smile, matching his golden eyes with her burning ones, "I was going to call you "Spot" afterwards." she winked and backpedaled away.
She didn't know why she had the compulsion to provoke dangerous things, but she did. In fact it was a bad habit that often gotten her into trouble. She thought about Baal, and how to hide from him again after being sent back to Hell by this wolfie.
Fuuu....
Gavin snorted, but his lips twitched up into a twisted smirk. "Oh no, no, no. This is not me being rude, trust me, you don't want to see me being rude. Besides, who's the rude one? Quite an ungrateful one, aren't we? Here I am, saving you from slimey peasants and you thank me with insults."
He began moving, not quickly, and not towards her. It was more of a slow, subtle move of circling. He clasped his hands behind his back, tilting his head so that he could gaze up at the branches above them. "That reminds me, what kind of demon can't handle a handful of farmers with pitchforks?"
She narrowed her eyes and circled too, ignoring the question of her competence, and changed the subject.
"Aha!" she exclaimed, pointing at him. "I did say "thanks"!" she lowered the finger. "And damn it. I suppose I owe you a favour. I hear a demon's favour is somewhat valuable up here...?"
While she waited for his response, she couldn't help but ponder. She was a bit of a...lesser demon, and while she did enjoy ripping up people, it must of been the crowd and the commotion. Yes, it had to be! Years of running from- no wait, "running". She wasn't used to hostile groups, she decided, and hoped he wouldn't press the matter further.
That twisted smirk didn't leave his lips. The taste of blood was still fresh on his tongue as he listened idly to her. A brief flash of teeth at the mention of being owed a favor, but he didn't stop trying to circle her.
"Is it? I don't have a habit of earning the favour of demons."
He stopped moving, tilting his head slightly and fixing his eyes on her once again. A low chuckle was given as he shook his head. "You say you owe me a favour, and yet, what kind of favour could a pathetic weakling of a demon like you give me?"
Now he was just heckling her for the fun of it.
She scowled at him and crossed her arms. This was not how it was supposed to be! The only things that had been afraid of her in this place had been some indoctrinated teenagers and a goddamn rabbit.
"Give me a task or something." she growled. She hoped he wanted something cut to ribbons, because she was in the mood for it. Maybe he'd word it badly... Or maybe he'd just hold her to it while they galivanted around the countryside.
She huffed. Bloody mortals.
Gavin pretended to think about it. He really didn't have any intention of asking for something. What could he possibly need from her? Not to mention the fact that he couldn't even begin to trust her.
"A task." He shook his head. "No, no, I can't think of anything. Also you didn't really answer my question, but that's okay, I got another. What are you doing here? Picked a hell of a place to hang out."
Oh. Oh please no. He's gonna make her follow him around help him eat...
She sniffed.
Small woodland creatures, until he wants someone dead.
She shuddered before she answered.
"My ex-master banished me. Either he thought I was boring, which I highly doubt! Or he was bored, or something like that. After he said it I kind of leapt at him, and he was trying to tell me, but I wasn't listening and he teleported me here." she said, and then added as an afterthought: "Outside a village chapel."
The poor vicar. He was the first to leave and the first thing to cheer her up with his rambling. But it was he who incited the crowd.
"Why are you here? Apart from murdering peasants."
His hands were still firmly clasped behind her back, mostly for a loss as to what to do with his hands. A devilish grin crossed his lips as she shuddered, but he listened to her little story. Laughing silently at the last bit about the church. Now that was a story!
"Mmm, well to be fair, murdering peasants actually wasn't on my list of things I was planning to do today. Ah well, that's just the way it goes, I suppose."
He made a dismissive gesture. "Truthfully, there's no reason I'm here. I just wander about where the mood strikes me to go. Did you say your ex-master banished you here? How interesting."
She hissed, her tail whipping left and right.
"I told you. I was not listening." she said, emphasizing every word. "I was too busy trying to gut him to listen to his excuses." Yes, the memory of leaving a nice gaping wound that scarred him forever cheered her up. But not much. Why couldn't her saviour be an impressionable adventurer instead? Her hands clenched into fists. Why was she getting that angry? She was trying to keep calm. Oh wait. He's a mortal! He wasn't even technically her master!
"Look, there must be something you want, just tell me, and I can get it over with." she spat.
Oh but he was enjoying this far more than he should have! Playing with demons, aggravating them, it was generally a really bad idea. However, this one couldn't handle peasants, he was fairly certain he wasn't in immediate danger of disembowlment.
"Testy aren't we? If I didn't know better I'd say you didn't enjoy my company. That could hurt my feelings, you know. We wouldn't want to do that, now would we?"
Ignoring her again he turned his back on her and slowly started walking away. It wasn't particularly difficult to feign a complete disinterest in her. Frankly, saving her really hadn't been his intention. That had just been a sort of bonus to unleashing his frustration upon the farmers that had been after her.
Still, this was more entertainment than he'd had in days. All he could do was hunt and sleep most of the time. That's all there seemed to be to do around here. How dull. He'd been in his wolf form too long. He should head back into town. Ah, but which town?
HE JUST DID WHAT!?
Aksha was so ticked off she forgot her "Always quiet" rule, and charged at him.
"Never turn your back on an enemy, PUP!" she roared, her powers of influence giving it that extra kick.
She flew(not literally, she didn't have wings yet) at him, landed on his back and tried to bite his neck, but she ended up biting his shoulder and digging her claws in him.
Now when he'd turned his back on her, Gavin really hadn't been sure what to be expecting. For her to huff and go her merry way, follow him to try to pester him, maybe, but this? No, this was a bit unexpected.
As her added weight came onto his back, he staggered forward slightly. His ears were still ringing slightly from the sound of her yelling at him about enemies or something.
The feel of teeth and claws digging into him produced an outraged roar as he threw himself backwards into a tree, hoping to crush her between him and the trunk. "Crazy, ungrateful bitch! What is the matter with you?!"
She grunted as she was pinned between him and the tree. Now she was basically stuck until he decided to let her go. She wasn't hurt that much, but she couldn't move.
"I am sick to death of mortals treating me like crap! First those damn cultists, then Master, those stupid peasants, and now you!" she raved. She struggled in frustration, trying to claw the tree and him to get out. She eventually gave up.
"Let me go." she said in defeat.
Now that he had her pinned, he put a little force into leaning back, keeping her firmly in place. After that little stunt he wasn't even about to let her go unpunished. As she ranted at him he couldn't help but sneer at her struggles. Let her scratch and bite him, let her hit him. He'd had worse.
"Have you ever thought that you've been treated like crap because you're unpleasant? Not that it would matter in my case, because this is just my cheery disposition."
He could hear the defeat in her voice when her struggling stopped. It was certainly something to think about. Then again, it would be fairly moronic to let her loose. "Let me get this straight. You want me to let you go, when you just attacked me - for no good reason, I might add - so you can attack me again? Yeah, I don't think so."
Aksha said nothing for awhile.
"Fine. What do you want me to say? I won't attack you. You have my word. Now let me go, I always keep my promises." she spoke quickly. She was beginning to get claustrophobic, ironic, considering Hell isn't known for it's skies.
"Look, demons have short fuses and I'm not having the best day." she said, and started struggling lightly, avoiding using her claws.
Gavin continued to pin her for several long moments, mulling it over in his head. Pinning her there forever wasn't an option, and he was already getting bored of it. She was struggling again, although this time at least she wasn't trying to claw him to death. He wondered if he was bleeding.
With a grunt he stepped forward, to let her stand on her own feet or fall to the ground, he didn't really care which. Maybe he should have let the farmer's have her if she was going to give him so much trouble. Or he could have eaten her. Still could, but he doubted demon flesh was that great of a meal anyway.
"You should learn to control that temper, especially around people that can destroy you." Like he was one to talk.
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She dropped to the ground and decided to put a little space between them, about six feet away.
She scoffed. "By demon standerds my temper isn't that bad." she said as she tried to brush the debris from the tree off her back. "I'm just angry at Ma- my former master." she dusted herself, but all that did was smear the blood.
"Besides, I don't really have anyone I care about."
She breathed in and out to try to calm herself down.
"So... are we going anywhere?"
OOC: So are mine. It's fine. I will accept as long or as short of posts as need be! Sometimes there just doesn't need to be a lot of words. Quality, not quantity?
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"Heh."
Taking out your rage on someone else wasn't a good excuse. Gavin knew this, but he also had a bad habit of taking out his own rage on whatever was close enough at hand to sink his fangs into.
His back was still turned to her as he shook his head. Who had said anything about anyone caring about her or her caring about anyone? It really wasn't any of his business and he didn't feel the need to know.
Irritation was gnawing at him, mainly because he couldn't remember what he had been doing before he killed the villagers. Suddenly he jerked around, looking at the demon skeptically.
"What do you mean are we going anywhere?"
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"I thought the meaning of that would be obvious." she said, frowning. "I still owe you, and you don't look like the type that can summon demons. So I have to follow you around," she paused in thought. "discreetly, if you want, until you think it's been paid back." she crossed her arms as she waited for him to answer.
He was lucky, even if he didn't realize it. It was rare for such a deal to be made, even more so by accident, where the demon helps on their own terms. This is why demons rarely help each other, because they'd all be in debt. Although might be honest, they have an uncanny ability to find loopholes. How did go?
"A dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid."
Mages summon a demon, bind it and force it to help them in return to be freed.
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"Of course it was obvious, I was trying to give you a chance to take it back!"
Okay, maybe he was snapping at her again. Still, this was an annoyance he didn't really need. There were things he needed to get done. Having a tag-a-long would not make them easier, and might complicate his plans unnecessarily.
"Okay, okay...let's think about this rationally. You say you owe me one, and you want to follow me around. Do you realize that sounds insanely stupid? Unless you can grant me some kind of miracle, there isn't much you could actually do to help me. The last thing I need is someone getting in my way."
He had been ranting and begun pacing furiously as he did so. Hadn't he just gotten rid of an annoying burden a few months ago? He felt a bit of a stab of guilt at that thought. Burden or not, Nisha was his sister. He scrubbed his face with his hands. Wasn't it just the luck? Serves him right for helping someone.
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She noticed his face changed to what looked like guilt, although that was probably her imagination.
"If there's one thing I can do, it's being discreet! If my moron of a master hadn't zapped me to the bloody priest, none of this would have happened!" Getting in the way, tch! "I can stay out of sight." she said firmly.
She knew most people wouldn't be too happy with the idea of a demon following them around, but he was being strangely insistent.
"Unless you have another reason for not wanting me around?"
Gavin was still pacing, throwing her a few scowls just for good measure. He ignored the part about having another reason not to want her along. Was not wanting someone to babysit not enough of a reason?
He stopped pacing and fixed her with a piercing gaze. "Tell me something, what exactly do you hope to accomplish by following me around and pestering me? To payoff some debt you think you owe me? I saved you on accident. I just wanted to kill those peasants. It had nothing to do with you. I don't owe you nothing and you don't owe me nothing."
Maybe if he couldn't talk her away he could scare her away? It might come to that, he thought wearily.
"Ahaha! Double negatives! You just admitted you owe me!" she laughed, triumphant in her own little way. She grinned and strode towards him. She contemplated skipping in circles around him, but felt that would be too much.
"And now, even though I have quite obviously won this argument, I was going to say that accident or not, you still saved me."
A big stupid grin grew on her face.
Gavin gave the demon a blank look. What was she babbling about? "Double what? I just said that you didn't owe me."
He threw his hands up. This was pointless and wasting time. It was going to be a very long day. Maybe, if he was lucky, she would get bored and just go away on her own. In disgust her turned on his heel and started walking. Instinct told him he was going in the right direction.
"You know what? I give up. Follow if you want, but if you get in my way or make a nuisence of yourself I swear I will rip out your heart."
"You said I did not owe you nothing, which means I owe you something." she explained as she scampered after him. "You cancelled out the "nothing"."
Ooh, death threats already?
"You're welcome to try if you can find it." she giggled.
Now she had a way to learn more about Earth from her new, if volatile guide. She hadn't met a werewolf before, but she had read about them in stolen books from her master.
"So what's your name?"
As far as Gavin was concerned, nothing meant nothing, no matter what else he said with it. Whatever, he didn't need grammar lessons from a demon. Her laughter caused him to bristle slightly.
"If I can't find your heart, I'll just have to take your head instead, now won't I?"
His long legs could carry him quickly at even a walking pace, and he wasn't inclined to wait up for anyone. Sure, he didn't have a solid plan, but that wasn't going to stop him from getting to wherever it was he was going. The sinking thought occurred to him that she might talk the entire way.
"Gavin. Gavin Ulrich." He didn't ask for her name. Getting to know the demon wasn't exactly the top of his priority list. Just her presence put him on edge. She'd attacked him once already, and he figured as a demon she wouldn't have many qualms about trying to kill him if she had the opportunity and if it would gain her something.
She ignored his other threat and hopped to keep up with him. He did walk fast, and being short, especially for a demon, she had to work nearly twice as hard to keep up. It hardly fazed her though.
"I am Aksha." she said. Gavin. That was a funny name. Oh, the questions she could ask! Where to start? More about him? What about the area? Where were they going? She cracked her knuckles before getting started.
"I get the feeling you're broody even without me." she commented. Good choice? Bad choice?
There was the tempting thought to transform and take off running. Surely she wouldn't keep up with the wolf. Somehow he doubted it would really be that easy to get rid of her. Then again, maybe if he transformed she would at least shut up. Again he figured that really wouldn't help.
He laughed at her mention of his broodiness. The sound was slightly...off. Manic? Psychotic? Maybe a bit of both. It took him a few moments to regain control.
"Just all part of my charming personality. There's a difference when I'm by myself though." He wasn't going to ask her any questions, he didn't want to know more about her. Besides, she was obviously pretty new to the surface. An account of hell wasn't exactly something he wanted to hear. He was probably going there one day.
[[Tardy Lorcain is tardy >.< ]]
"Aha, you laugh like I do." she noted, chuckling.
"I see." she said, taking mental notes.
Another thought popped into her head.
"Are you able to walk freely in towns? Or do have to be in this form? Or can they smell the wolf? I can.." she couldn't hold it. She didn't like him, and while she couldn't attack him anymore, he could. But she was so curious.
[[Tardy? How can you be tardy? Don't ever worry about taking your time to post. I'm patient. ^_^]]
"Hm, I suppose we do." Gavin hadn't thought about them laughing in a similar manner.
He looked back over his shoulder at her, frowning. "I go into towns in this form. Wolves aren't exactly welcome inside the town limits, or prowling around farms. Livestock and all. Humans can't smell hardly anything, let alone a werewolf. Non-humans...some of them will know what I am, others won't."
He shrugged his shoulders. "Generally speaking my experience so far has been we non-humans will either seek each other out, or avoid each other. Me, I tend to avoid. You apparently seek and cling..."
"At least we have something in common." she chuckled.
"Bah. I've had a master for a year, but it felt like two. Old habits die hard?" Even though the name was fitting, she hated the mages' nickname for demons: "Servants".
"Strange. In Hell you're supposed to look up to the vicious and feral and all that. Humans are really easy to scare, arn't they?"
She jogged a little faster until she was beside him, so he wouldn't have to hurt his neck why is she thinking like this?
Uh-oh. This was an Alpha\Beta thing, wasn't it.
He didn't comment on their similar laughter. Having something silly like a way of laughing in common didn't change anything.
"So what? Having a master for a while make you clingy? Don't like to be alone?" There had to be some reason for her to be following him other than just thinking she owed him one. Gavin was well aware he wasn't exactly the most welcoming person, so there had to be something as far as he was concerned. Maybe being a weaker demon she just wanted his strength, like a bodyguard of sorts. Heh.
"Mm, isn't that nice? Good policy. Suck up to the stronger beings, leech off them and hope they keep all the other big nasties away. Humans should really think about that, or I guess in there own way they do follow that. It's complicated. Less brute strength and more about money."
She frowned at him.
"I am not clingy. As a matter of fact I do like "My Time" just as much. I just need a...."guide" for the surface for a bit. This is all new to me." She looked away from him. The sky was really bright. All these damn trees. She looked at the soil she was walking on. It was...soft. She thought that in its own way, it was rather beautiful, and made a change to the rock and fire. Fire was all well and good, but she needed a little variety, and it turned out the polar opposite wasn't half bad.
"I can see why some demons want to be summoned though."
He couldn't help himself. That insane laughter bubbled up inside him again. Everything was absurd. The situation he found himself in was something he couldn't have imagined in even his twisted mind.
"So you want me to be your "guide". Wow, you really know how to pick 'em. What am I to do, then? Teach you all about this little slice of paradise and keep you from getting yourself killed until you think you got the hang of life on the surface?"
All trace of laughter died in his throat as he stopped and turned on her again. "So I saved you, and now you want to use me some more. What, exactly, am I getting out of this deal?"
She frowned. "Basically."
His tone changed.
"You get shut up!" she snapped, although she couldn't decide to be playful or not at his seriousness. "My charming personality." she echoed. She was also hoping that he'd ask her to kill something soon as well.
She crossed her arms for a bit and was silent.
She wanted to know a bit more, but she figured it could wait until he wasn't antagonizing her so much. She started sulking.
Well at least he knew where he stood and what she really wanted. Just his luck to get stuck with something like this. Maybe he was being punished for abandoning his sister. Did he believe in Karma?
He glared at her, eyes burning with resentment. "Your charming personality. Well aren't we just a match made in Hell?"
Gavin wasn't sure he liked his own line being thrown back at him, but he probably deserved it. Growling he turned away from her again and started walking once more. Maybe if he just got this over with he would be left alone. If there was some higher being up there, they couldn't punish him forever.
"Whatever. Let's just get this over with."
She was feeling a little sour at him, but she couldn't help but give a small chuckle.
"So what are we going to do?" she asked, beginning to find it difficult to keep up and resorting to walking really quickly.
It would be interesting to find out what he wanted her to do. Kill someone? Get something? Scare the living daylights out of someone? So long as it wasn't something tedious, Aksha was interested.
Already his mind was shifting to other things. Finding himself in the company of a demon didn't really change his goals or needs. Without even thinking about it, he slowed his pace as Aksha struggled to keep up. Gavin wouldn't purposely be considerate, he just reflexively did it. He was used to Nisha being unable to keep up.
"What do you mean what are we going to do? Didn't you say you needed a guide? I thought that was why you were pestering me. Ask questions or something. The sooner you know what you need to know, the sooner you can go away."
"It'll be fun." she suggested. "I just know you want to rip something up or mess with someone." she wasn't lying, but she may have been exaggerating. She could feel his resentment, and maybe a hint of anger, but she didn't know if he'd hold back. Although, looking at the blood that covered her, that seemed unlikely.
She also appreciated his slowing down, but she didn't mention it because she knew he'd speed up again if she thanked him. Plus she wasn't really the thanking type.
"Fun, right. Sure it will. So what do you need a guide for again?" Gavin didn't really want to maim anything else at that moment. Sure, the demon was annoying, but he had other things on his mind besides just destruction.
"I don't suppose you know anything about healing, or anyone that does..." If he could find a truly gifted healer, that would be an excellent start. So far he'd not come across anyone particularly remarkable, though.
"Uh...protection? I dunno, maybe people will think I'm just a crazy person playing dress-up, and you're making sure noone spears me?" she suggested, and laughed a little. Humans would probably buy that wouldn't they? She was sure Azrakael mentioned something about a few humans who liked to dress up. That was one of the few times they had laughed a lot.
"Healing? Really, do I look like I can?" she said, gesturing to her bloodied, red, horned self. "I think I can stop things bleeding, but that's it." she added as an afterthought.
"You don't look sick." she said, though it was spoken as a question.
"Heh. Do I look like a bodyguard? And if I were you I wouldn't go counting on that. You're unmistakably inhuman and you reek of demon. Although with humans you probably don't have to worry about the smell..."
Gavin really didn't think she was going to be fooling anybody. Her answer about healing hadn't surprised him though, he'd not been very hopeful when he'd asked. Her comment about not looking sick was met with a grunt.
"Not for me." He finally conceded, although the words were a bit of a growl.
She shrugged. "I don't know. I thought they believed anything." she said, although bristled on his mentioning her "smell", and tried to ignore it.
Not for him, hm? She was going to remember that little piece of gold, he didn't look like the type who had friends or family. She glanced at him, trying to read him.
"Who for?" she asked, like someone seeing how far they could walk on an ice lake without it cracking, although she could hear him "creaking".
"Some of them do, others are a little more clever than that. I do think I know the perfect place to take you, though." Gavin's mind had traveled to Zantaric, it was a place where people did not ask questions, the inhuman and human lived side by side with everyone minding their own business. A perfect place for a demon to live.
"None of your business." He snapped as she asked who he wanted a healer for. Speaking of Nisha was not something he wished to do. Thinking of her was something he didn't really even like to do. After abandoning her, it was hard to say if she even was still alive. Could she even survive without him?
She gave him a wry smile when he barked at her, but dropped the subject non-the-less.
"Ah, I see. What is this place then?"
She had her doubts, but like her, she guessed werewolves were proud. She started wondering about a place to stay where she wouldn't have pitchforks rammed into her gullet when she came out the woods. It seemed nice.
Dropping the subject was a wise choice. Gavin would not have taken kindly to prodding, certainly not in the mood he was in.
"Zantaric, where all the shady people hang out. Assassins, thieves, tramps, necromancers, inhuman monsters...whatever. They all mind there own and don't ask a lot of stupid questions. My kind of place, actually."
Except he still couldn't shake the nagging obligation to his sister. As much as he'd love to just forget her altogether, he could not help but feel guilty for leaving her behind.