Post by VINCENT PRICE on Jul 13, 2015 17:06:53 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ HE WAS GETTING CHEEKY AGAIN, and the demon couldn't say he appreciated it too much, returning the sly gaze with an unamused glare. Honestly though, at this point the demon was more bark than bite. If he had wanted to hurt the bird, you'd be damn well sure he'd have already done so. The fact is, part of him probably actually found his company, dare he say... tolerable. Better than humans at least, but that wasn't really saying too much. Perhaps he found his strange behavior and eerie blankness to be rather enticing, if not completely fucking weird. He'd like to think he could read people quite well but this one he couldn't exactly peg. It amused and infuriated him all the same. But, of course, it was best to not expect him to say anything of the sort anytime soon. Asshat would certainly live up to his new name. He was going to get hammered. Unfortunately that'd probably mean he'd spend almost all his money in one sitting but fuck it, he was going to get so drunk that he might actually end up forgetting this night. And regret it later when the killer hangover came to. He was such the masochist. "You already know me so well, Bitchcakes." he smirked, flashing off those sharp teeth of his. But then he said something that would catch him off guard, that devilish smirk faltering as he quirked a questioning brow instead. "Huh?"Well apparently 11th Street had a bad spot and his dear friend was wanting him to stay safe. How cute. "Trust me, kid." he began, deciding to completely ignore the little warning. "I'm sure I've done far worse than... tables and bottles." he muttered. What the fuck was that even supposed to mean anyway? Ah, just thinking about it gave him a headache so he wasn't even going to try that. "It's kind of cute seeing you so concerned over little old me though." he smirked wide, finding the idea alone to be very funny. Demons usually got complete opposite responses. Had the bird known any better, he might have suggested he go to a dangerous place, not warn him against it! Iriel Parker | we'll definitely have to have them catch up again after this thread ;] MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 20, 2015 22:18:26 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ NOTES: - We do. Im going to be making a lovely underaged drinking thread for Iriel soon. Drink away his problems XD | The school was no more then a fifty feet away by now. Iriel could clearly see the gates of the school and where his dorm room would rest not to far from there. He came to a stop, yawned, and looked at his paid guardian. He shrugged lightly at him with a small smile. "More like reading you like a coloring book gone wrong." His statement might be all kinds of werid but he was making a point, right? Oh well, it was Iriel afterall. But Iriel shared the same feelings of Vincent, he found the demon tolerable at best. He didnt like him or dislike him, he was just well--Asshat.
Once again, the boy just looked blankly at the demon with a tilted head. It seemed like the information give to him was either being slowly processed or Iriel was not letting the demon on to anything he knew about the bar. Slowly, he shrugged for a second time. If Vincent wanted to go there, then by all means he could. It just wasn't his fault if the demon ended up with a questionable bottle of something. "Perhaps." he stated flatly. "But, I do wish you the best then." Concerned or not, he didn't let that show on his face. He just turned on his heels and offered the demon a small wave. "Yes, let's all it that." Chuckled the bird. "Thank you for seeing me home and taking care of the creeper. Maybe, we'll run into each other again." He came to a stop by the gate, adjusted his dress and smiled again.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on Jul 22, 2015 22:48:31 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE BOTHERED. Trying to understand the kid just gave him more of a headache, so that metaphor, if that was even what it was supposed to be, was lost to the demon who simply offered a nonchalant shrug of his own as they stopped. "Whatever you say kid." he snorted in wry amusement, apparently giving up for tonight. Or perhaps he was just in a slightly better mood knowing that this little field trip to hell was almost over. Or even more of a possibility was the potential head trauma making him a tad loopy. Either way, he seemed to be done sulking now over not being able to kill a very easy target. But he did find himself somewhat annoyed when Bitchcakes hadn't even bothered to explain. Sure, he wasn't hesitant about going or anything, but why start if you weren't going to elaborate! It was just an awful tease, really. Well now he was just going to have to visit sometime to see what all the fuss was about, being the curious demon he was. But that could wait. He was hardly in the mood for any more fun tonight. All he wanted was enough alcohol to knock him and this headache the fuck out and he'd be happy. Maybe if he was conscious enough he'd find himself someone to fuck with too. He'd figure that out when he found himself a bar. With that the bird had already started off, the demon remaining where he stood and simply watching him approach the gates, rolling his eyes again as he'd adjusted his dress. He was never going to get over that. He'd gotten a thanks, and even a hope to see each other again? "It'd be more pleasant if I didn't see your mug again." he laughed. If only, but even as large as New York was, he had a feeling he'd unfortunately have the displeasure of meeting him again. "Catch you around, Bitchcakes." he'd state with a sigh, almost dreading the inevitable. "Hopefully not too soon!" he'd continue as he turned on his heels and started off. His job was done, no need to stick around any longer. Now he just had to figure out how much alcohol this stupid feather could end up buying him. Iriel Parker | i'll be sure to check it out if it's still available~ also end thread? or we can do it on your next post. either way, vincent is out! MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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