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Antonnius felt the pure pressure of being put under Naberius' gaze. He had worked with demons in the past, yes, but they were relatively young and considerably more energetic with their profession. None compared to the dead, lifeless stare of this demon who oozed experience and calculated...

War tended to the situation with brutal efficiency. There was no grace, no precision and no patience. Everything moved with the force of a thousand soldiers, burning with the hatred buried deep within each and every human's essence. Though he seemed mostly idle, those with a keen eye could see...

A doe raced through the domains of nature, its trotting all but rendered mute by the thick grass dotting the surface. It dodged, danced and weaved a graceful path betwixt trees, sauntered over rocks and splashed through shallow streams. It had only the faint glow of moonlight to guide it, the...

Hans spots 'his' car in the distance, parked into a small and somewhat dark alleyway, which was rare due to Myriad's more than common neon lights. Just as he nears the vehicle, the man starts to take off his business suit, untying the tie as quick as his hands allowed. No need to keep a facade...

Hans was on his way to reply to her chain of statements when she simply downed her drink and bid him a goodbye. Dropping the glass carefully on the counter, he spins on the stool in an attempt to try and keep her a bit longer. "Hey--" Before he can even say anything else, the agent realizes he...

Hans follows her by too spinning on the stool to examine the rest of the bar, finally taking in the sounds of laughter and clanking glasses reigning over the building. He could relate: All that was going on didn't seem like fun, at least for him and her. Not depressing, but not fun, either. It...

He couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow at her new silly comment, even rewarding her with a a light chuckle. "I guess that such knowledge is available to all those who have been in a bar more than once, you know." Hans adds, sipping a lot less than usual. It was already obvious that befriending...

Way to go... Hans thinks as he mentally slaps himself for the weak response. He should have really trained his people skills before going out on this, but it's not like HQ would allow it. They sent him on this quite hurriedly, after all. Noticing her taking a seat by his side, he already...

Hans grunts in frustration as the bar becomes more and more filled with people. For all that he knew, his target could be blended in around somewhere, and telling from the reports he had read, finding a considerably short person in a heavily populated bar wouldn't be an easy task. His eyes...

Hans grunts as his hand tries to adjust the rather tight business suit the police department had given him to carry out this little undercover mission. They could have at least gotten him a looser fit, or maybe baggy fancy clothes, if there existed any kind of baggy fancy clothes. Upon having no...

Allen was starting to feel deeply frustrated. It didn't even matter anymore if he was patient with any kind of situation. This search operation commanded by the King himself was nearing the boundaries of becoming impossible. He still remembered the whole scene. The King suddenly entered the...