Your wish is my command, Ojou-sama. (Kuroshitsuji spinoff RP)

[Gaia]

Yay, we can finally begin our Roleplay here! I suggest we start at the moment the contract is formed between Demon (Butler/Maiden) and Master. From there on, you decide which direction our RP will take^^ Hope you have much fun and enjoy yourself. Note: please post whenever you got some free time, because we really need one another to interact to ensure this will be even more interesting/exciting. Try not only to RP with your own Master or Butler, but at some time interact with the others as well


So let's start! (I will already post below, oh, and please don't mind my English grammar mistakes; I try to do my best!)


I copied and paste our RP info, just in case we might need the summary of the storyline:


In the modern times, 21th century, demons still haunt the world seeking souls to devour, but they act in a completely new way and approach their victims differently to form a contract. These days, they blackmail their victims and upcoming masters, because they ensure them their lifes will be taken by Death (the Reaper) very soon, unless they form a pact or contract and bound themselves to that demon, who would become their "butler".


The late teens just turned into young Masters, when they tie the pieces together and realise they have been tricked by their own Servants/Butlers: why you ask? Because their lives would either way be taken! Because only one master will be granted to live as a gift from the Reaper. And that master is...... the last man ( or in other words master ) standing! So the Masters understand they have to fight so the Reaper won't snatch their lives away, but if the last Master has survived this battleground, he has to furfill his contract and give his soul to his Butler.....


So the Butlers are only in one thing interested; protecting their Masters as much as they can, and fight for them against the other Butlers & Masters, because they want their own Master to win, so they can devour his or her soul instead of seeing the Reaper take what's rightfully theirs; their Master


Summary of our RP:


- You can join being a Young Master ór being a (Black) Demonic Butler


- The Butlers fight with each other but they cannot kill other butlers. So: Demons can't be killed!


- Masters are vulnerable, that's why they are being protected. Masters can be killed and when that happens, they really die; you could join the RP again with another character. (that's realistic, I'm sorry, it keeps the RP exciting and thrilling)


- Masters "control" their Butlers. They can forbid them to do things, or order them to act. Keep in mind Masters are no superhumans or whatever; it depends on their Butler if he follows his Masters order or not. Butlers are demons and demons can never be really controlled, only advised by their Master.


- Masters can get hurt and have no magic or something to help themselves; Butlers however, do.


- Butlers are devoted to their Masters, and some Butlers might not only be interested in their Masters soul, but also in their personality and grow affection of any kind (friendship, family bond, or romantic, whatever you wish to!)


- RP will be "located" in London, in our modern time, 2014.


THE PAIRS:


= Ashley (played by Unholy Redemption) and her butler Nate (played by Kain).


= Lysa (Horinde) and her maiden Lilin (Mori)


= Vivien (Kumori) and her butler Kinjuugi Haruto (Saga).


Our characters:


Name: (my lady) Lysa - although her original name is; Louise, but she thinks it's too gentle.


Master or Butler: Mistress (Master)


If Master, choosing Mistress or Master: a Mistress, duh


Age: 19


Character: Regarding everything that happened in her youth and uptill now, Lysa has stayed most true to her gently heart, however. In fact, she is a gentle girl, sensitive and she only intends bad things to happen to others if she can't help herself and has to fight in order to live, like what happened in the Mansion (see below). But because of the treatment her Landlord gave her, she has become very aware and suspicious of anyone, and she doesn't trust others easily. Lysa is always on full alert, has trouble sleeping (nightmares) and it's just sad she has to be on edge very time. The girl however grew strength and developed a headstrong personality because of the horrors she went through; she has to be tough and independent, and overall ensuring no one will ever take advantage of her again.


Only for Master; big turning points or events in his/her youth which resulted in your Master's soul to touch darkness: Lysa has had a rough childhood, starting at the age of 8, when she got taken from her biological parents - later she realised kidnapped - by a Landlord named Rivaille. This cruel man has tormented her life up till now for more than ten years, first using her as a servant to work in his mansion, and lately trying to molest her. Lysa however, when he began touching her inappropiately, striked back at him, hatred and revenge taking over the night he had grabbed her to his bedroom. She had prepared her escape, sensing and following her gut feelings that tonight was her only chance to free herself before bad things would happen, and to escape she took a meat knife from the kitchen, hidden under her night gown. When Rivaille did grab her and she had no other choice, she slashed him repeatedly with the sharp knive, stabbing him several times more out of hatred and fear for that man, ensuring his death would be full of agony and it did turn out to be a bloodbath. Although she could feel relieve the man would never be able to lay his hands on her again, she understood the gravity of the situation and the fact she had murdered him. Lysa fled the mansion, drops of blood in her hair, not knowing what to do next, because she had always depended on that vile man, and never seen much of the true world. That's the moment she gets noticed by a Demon, who approaches her because of Lysa's soul which has turned from gentle to black and at a point of no return because of her past. They form the contract.


Strong points: Intelligence, strategic, able to run fast, stealth, independent, stubborn and setting on achieving her goals (headstrong).


Weak points: Too headstrong sometimes, she might get herself in trouble. Overworking herself to the point of collapse and not really caring enough for her body; she has trouble sleeping because of her nightmares and overall trouble trusting others or confiding in them.


If Master, what kind of weapon do you carry with you around to defend yourself? The sharp, meat knive. Now you know why. Although she hates using it because it reminds her of her past, and she would rather not fight at all if she had that choice.


New (better) Picture:

Lysa's POV


A girl took off in the woods with the highest speed possible, her dark hair tangled up and her torn dress could be noticed because of the moonshine. Her breath just stopped when she thought she saw some figure in this abandoned forest, but when she turned her bright saphire eyes to scan the place strangely enough no one was to be seen.


Her hands, stained with blood and one of them holding a knife, trembled after running for quite a long time, and she reluctantly slowed her pace. Almost casually leaning against a tree, she slid down and could júst supress herself breaking down right there and right now.


'What have I done....' she whispered, throat hoarse, shaking her head not able to take hold of the situation again. Normally she didn't lose her cool easily like that, normally she remained rational at all times. But not this evening; this horrific night her feelings wouldn't succumb, no, her pained soul that had endured torture, abuse and almost rape, slashed out on the man who almost succeeded in destroying her integrity just one hour ago. Her submissive and scared attitude was no more; she couldn't handle living her life like that, for 19 years already, and finally the girl striked back. With that bloody knife she held in her left hand'; drops of blood threatening to stain her dress everywhere; well, she didn't care. From now on, the girl realised her future didn't seem bright. The path she had taken tonight consisted of violence and destruction. She might rather choose death instead of craving to live a worthy life, when the latter option would never turn out the way she would want it to be.


Well, nice to meet you. This is my unfortunate existence, my name is Lysa and I have just murdered my landlord stabbing him 30 times without a shred of remorse. Could you please tell me how to start my life all over again, shall we just forget this minor ordeal?


Lysa chuckled aloud, when thinking about what to do next. She had no f*king idea, the trees couldn't help her and she resembled the most lonely person in the world right now. The girls' laughter could be heard from several feet away, haunting the place. Well yeah, could you blame her she was laughing right now?


Lysa looked at the knife again, bit her lip and made a decision. She had no future, so she might as well take her own life. She brought the sharp side to her artery beneath her chin, ready to slid her own throat.


'Goodbye, "beautiful" world.'

 

[Kain]

Name: Nate.


Master or Butler: Butler.


If Master, choosing Mistress or Master: -


If Butler, choosing male/female: Male.


Age: 21 (Or is he?)


Character: While he might seem like a normal butler, who looks calm and serious, he is pretty much your own sarcastic, cruel demon. His nature commands him to eat souls, and so, he doesn't really care about human life, except for his Master's, which he will be loyal to for the time being. Nate is rather childish sometimes, and stubborn, which will make him disobey orders for his own selfish desires (or for his Master's own good, though he'll never admit it). This demon likes to muse about his days in Hell, and all the souls he had eaten since then, thus making most of the people who know that he is a demon uncomfortable. Even if he has a capricious streak, he will try to live up to the contract. (And he is a bit of a tsundere.)


Only for Master; big turning points or events in his/her youth which resulted in your Master's soul to touch darkness:-


Strong points:


-Good at household chores.


-Dotes on his Master.


- Stubborn.


-All around fighter.


Weak points:


-Likes to tease. (Everyone)


-Has a destructive nature.


-Reckless.


-Hates humans.


-Uses brute force when he doesn't get what he wants.


If Butler, what kind of "magic" or abilities do you possess? (please refrain from "superhumans" and keep it a bit realistic): He can transform into his demon form (Of course) which is stronger than most demons, thought it lends him the minimum of the demon form's powers in his human form. This includes: Enhanced Strength, Senses and Combat. While he can use fire, he can only make a small bonfire, which kinda irritates him when people talk about it.


Picture:

(His hair is actually gray, like his eyes, but his skin is beige.)


HUNGRY DEMON P.O.V. BEGIN!


He fluttered through the sky, his jacket flapping against his torso, the wind remorselessly whipping his face. His lips were turned up by the exhilaration he was feeling, soaring through the blue sky. He crashed onto bare land, the earth concaving under the force of the impact. He jumped again, launching himself upwards into the clouds. Steam was running from his body as he finally descended onto a branch of a tree, shaking violently at that impromptu landing. Nate barely flinched when the branch broke, making a horrible sound, similar to ripping paper, but with violence and intensity. He landed on a bench and he broke that too, splinters flying everywhere, along with leaves and what not. The demon cursed under his breath, flicking the pieces of wood away from his shoulders, as his master did say not to jump in public areas. He looked around him, and got sad. There were no humans in his vicinity. If they were, he would kill them all, because he could (and because they saw him like that). With a sliding motion on his stomach (to get rids of any imperfections) and a stride of his feet, he left the site of woody carnage. Let the city pay for it, he says! They don't need no benches, let them walk or sit on the grass like the dogs they are!


Nate buttoned his jacket and straightened his tie. Fixing his cuffs, he fidgeted shortly before his expression became solemn and serious. People liked to see that serious butler façade, for some odd reason. Well, he saw some real humans butlers in his life time, but they were seriously boring. He just wanted to kill them for the heck of it. Sigh. If only his Master would let him, he'd be free in his murdering rampage, eating souls right and left.....He sighed again.


As he strolled down the road, not paying attention to any cars crashing around him and hurried to join his Master again; or should he say Mistress? Really, she acted more like a man than most were. But how the hell would he, a weird ass demon (In her words as she tried to explain), know how to act. Hell, if he knew, he'd be seamlessly fitted in the human community (Though one or two of them would disappear once in a while). Nate knew how a guy acted, therefore, treated his Mistress as so. He took out his cellphone and proceeded to call her, waiting patiently for the click.

 

[Saga]

Name: Jinguuji Haruto


Master or Butler: Butler


If Butler, choosing male/female: Male


Age: 24


Character: You could say that he is an A-rank butler, being always very polite towards his mistress and everyone who is close to her. He treats his mistress with care and will obey her orders with the loyalty of 99%. Of course there is that 1% as a but. He's a demon, so of course he's unpredictable and you never know what he'll do next. Out of his "duty" as a butler, he's actually a huge flirt and likes to tease people. He flirts with anyone who's just good looking enough to get his attention. BUT. He's rarely serious about his flirting because he finds it hard to love people. He's a demon and demons shouldn't have that kind of feelings. So that's why there are so many people in this world who have gotten their hearts broken by Haruto. He enjoys hunting souls greatly, and chooses his targets by the "beauty" of the soul.


Strong points:


Skilled at martial arts.


Good at serving and other butler duties.


Responsible: Once he makes a promise, he keeps it.


Respects/obeys his masters orders no matter what.


Weak points:


Aggressive and critical when he's offended.


Doesn't know when to stop playing around with blood once he has started it.


Teases people/plays with the feelings of others.


If Butler, what kind of "magic" or abilities do you possess? Body-reading. He can predict his opponent's movements by the way their eyes move and the way their muscles tense. This gives him a higher change of dodging and hitting his target when he's in a battle. He has also got heightened senses, strength and speed. About his speed, he has spent years training it to become greater and greater. He can highly exceed the normal speed of a demon, meaning that it would be hard even for a fellow demon to see him when he moves. To have this speed, however, he needs to transform into his demon-form, and it exhausts him after a while.


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Stars shone bright in the black sky, casting a white glow over the city as the last rays of evening light disappeared over the horizon. High in the center of the pitch black tapestry, a bright white moon hovered, throwing beams of silver light down onto the darkened world. Street lamps stood tall in the darkness, casting eerie shadows and dingy fluorescent light on the pavement. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the moon’s light as they passed. Cool winds wafted through the city, the chilly gusts of air heavy with the crisp scent of rain. Shadows blurred vision to anything outside a ten foot radius, seeming to make the night darker. On a far wall, a clock ticked, counting the long and agonizing seconds that all seemed to blur together. Red eyes flashed on top of one building, giving a ghostly aura to the night.


It was still dark when the ringing pierced his ears, a regular occurrence and one he welcomed. With one swift movement, he was standing and after a few seconds, his figure was nowhere to be found. The streets were alone again, this caused by the ringing of a demon's inner bell.


Haruto had been now standing about ten minutes in front of the mirror and spent that whole time plaiting his hair, the single shock of light in the otherwise pure black making him seem a couple of years older than the rest of his features. With his hair neatly tied back and clothes all tidy, he made his way out of his room, to the corridors of the mansion where he lived. "Young lady?" He spoke in a very controlled manner, one which would have never indicated of his ruthless evilness. Even still, his voice was somehow left echoing through the whole mansion, reaching even the outer parts of area. It reached the woods, lakes and buildings in the radius of 10 kilometers. It didn't shoo away any little birds or animals which had crawled (unfortunately) out of their hides during this night. It didn't even reach their ears, because only one person would hear his voice. That one person was his mistress.


(sorry, it's very shitty since I'm doing this in a hurry because I don't want to let you guys waiting, so don't mind it too much.)

 

[Gaia]

(I like it! Yay! ^^ I'm sorry I can't reply with you; because my Lysa first needs to form the contract with her Maid I'm excited where this story is going, haha ) 
(Mori? Kumori? HolyRedemption? Girls, dont leave me alone )

 

[Mori]

Name: Lilin Harper


Master or Butler: Butler (more of a maid....but you know xD )


If Butler, choosing male/female: Female


Age: 23 [1200+ actual]


Character: Lilin is like most demons in the fact that she has a calm demeanor. She isn't angered very easily, and the few people that push her that far couldn't tell you about it. She sees humans as incredibly interesting creatures, though, she can not fully understand them. She sees humans as equals, in a different way than demons, as opposed to simply vessels for the souls she feasts upon. When she's not acting sweet and nonthreatening, she has a pretty dark sense of humor, and is sly and cunning. She welcomes competition, especially where her mistress is concerned, mostly though because she just likes seeing their reactions when she wins...if she is in a generous mood and decides to let them up and walk away.


Strong points:


- determination [mistress and her soul = don't touch]


- actually cares for humans compared to most demons [not the tree-hugger of Hell or anything, but genuinely thinks humans are interesting and not just food for demons]


- puts on a nice façade of being sweet and not much of a threat to the other demons


- obeys her mistress's orders to the full extent and then some (99% of the time anyways....)


Quote: "You humans are very amusing creatures, you know. I could never figure out how you think."


Weak points:


- In battle, she prefers to "play with her food before she eats it".


- when she gets the upper hand, she seems to think of herself as invincible


- can get crazy with her fighting, reckless, and overall hell-bent on destruction.


- doesn't like transforming unless she absolutely has to


If Butler, what kind of "magic" or abilities do you possess? She has the power of chronokinesis, which is manipulation of time. This takes energy to do though, so she can't just stop time every time someone attacks her, because she would run out of stamina quickly. Also, it takes more energy to stop time for longer. Therefore, she uses it sparingly, and quite frankly finds it boring if she simply stops time, kills someone, and that's it. She also has speed/strength reasonably more than a human, but she doesn't take time to hone these skills and is at most average for a demon, focusing more on her chronokinesis and agility, added with improved stamina, though to a much lesser extent/improvement than the other two.


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A white haired demon hummed an unknown tune to herself as she walked through the forest. She had sensed a very peculiar soul, one that had a different aura than most humans, and decided to follow the trail. Unlike other demons, she frequently came to the human world from Hell not to contract, but to simply observe humans. The souls all gave off some insignificant aura about them–until now that is– and she had no interest in devouring them, since she thought that would be a waste of both a human and time.


She stopped along the path and his behind a tree, as the young lady she was watching had stopped as well and for a moment had maybe even seen her. And so ensued the laughter, laughter that was full of irony and hid shame. Yes, she thought, I believe I definetly made a good choice in following this one. When she saw the girl raise the knife to her throat, she decided she ought to act now.


She laughed happily and revealed herself from her cover of the trees. "You humans are so....interesting! I don't think I could ever understand what goes on in your heads." She tilted her head to the side to see that the young girl whom she had spoken to had stopped what she was about to do. "Oh, please, don't stop on my account. Or better yet, do. I think I could be of assistance. You see, your soul has touched darkness, a special kind of darkness, and I have since followed you to here. If you want, then I can help you with anything you like.....of course, for a price."

 

[Gaia]

Lysa was just about to cut her own throat, when the sound of movng leaves grabbed her attention; she took a sharp intake of breath, dropping her arm with knife and pointing the weapon at the revelation of the unwelcome guest. That voice belonged to a girl, Lysa realised, frowning. She hadn't seen any other person in her years of captivity, and felt suprised finally meeting one, although at the worst time possible. The lady in front of her seemed to be...... Amused? Lysa gritted her teeth, not knowing what to expect. Her hair glowed in the weak light of the moon, as white as fresh snow, and somehow those eyes seemed to glow - a bit macabre - as well. Lysa may not have seen many persones in her life, but her gut feeling instantly told her this was no ordinary girl and something was odd.


"Assistance?" Lysa almost spat back. Being on edge all the time made her feeling suspicious of that girls arrival. Instead of revealing the real mess she resembled herself and asking help to get out of this situation, she demanded: "Are you one of Landlord Rivaille's watchdogs, did you come to avenge your lord?" The bloody knife still pointed at the White-haired girl, she stood with newly found strength and added: "No need for that so-called assistance of yours! I'm completely fine on my own and finally able to die in peace, with that vile creature rotting in Hell where he belongs. I will probably go there too, anyways, but on my own accord." She tried her best not to break down to the very end, her stubborn attitude ordering her not to trust anyone in her life again, and to finally rest in peace was something she longed for right now - that girl wasnt going to change any of that. Just as Lysa lifted the knife for the last time, she spoke more gently - like the Lysa from the old days - to the queer appearance some feet away: "Please go so you wont have to see this. You shouldnt see this....."


(sorry, had to type on Ipod so its a bit short!)

 

[Mori]

Lilin stared at the knife pointed at her, which, considering it was just a human blade, couldn't kill her anyway, with an eyebrow raised. If only the girl knew how little good that knife would do against a demon such as herself...


She listened to each word carefully, analyzing them. This girl was an odd character, a very odd one indeed, and the bloody knife in her hand suggesting a psychotic person, yet the real nature, or at least, what Lilin assumed was somewhat close to her real nature, wasn't so. The last words resulted in an especially questionable look on her face.


Lilin could hardly contain her awe, and a small smirk managed to twitch across her face. She spoke unfazed, in a voice that could not hide her curiosity. "Landlord Rivialle? I see, the man whom you killed back there, was that him? I work for no such man. Allow me to introduce myself. I, am Lilin Harper and I am actually from the very place you wish to send yourself to. I am a demon." She looked at the young lady, and for a second, her eyes turned a glowing pink, her pupils contracted into slits. Yet, just as quickly, they returned to their normal amber-gold color. She curtsied in the black and white Gothic Lolita-esque dress she was wearing.


"If you would like, you can form a contract with me, and you can wish for any near-impossible to obtain thing...for a price..." She chuckles darkly.

 

[UnholyRedemption]

Name:


Ashley Nolen


Master or Butler:


Master


If Master, choosing Mistress or Master:


Mistress


Age:


18


Character:


Ashley appears in public as an intelligent, positive and enthusiastic young girl. Having to play the role as an innocent eighteen year old, she is seen doing things one would call good. From charity events to going to orphanages, she is nearly always followed by people for information. The media loves to crush people after all. Having to play that careful facade, Ashley can become quite paranoid sometimes. In reality, she is quite different. Her personality would be called much colder and fierce, but more scared. She is terrified of the sins coming out to the public, more than that she is terrified of the part of her that enjoy taking a persons life. The part of her that was intoxicated by it. However, none has seen this part of her but the demon who made a contract with her. When alone, or not being the heiress she is a lot quieter, enjoying music and drawing above all else.


Dark point/History:


Ashley was born eighteen years to Gabriel and Bell Nolen. The Nolen family had been around since long ago, in the Victorian era gaining large properties and companies from the one and only Cynthia Nolen who later on was said to become insane. Although that wasn't the case. Anyway, The Nolen family of this time was at first what one would call normal, ignoring the fact they lived in quite well for all that Gabriel himself had inherited from his father. For years they lived peacefully, content with their lives. However, when it was discovered that Bell could no longer have children after both Ashley and Harriet(who will not appear) they decided to adopt. They adopted a young child named Darius. Of course, both daughters instantly believed they were related by blood and at first, so did Darius. For years this display fooled all but the two parents. However, all good things come to an end and soon Darius discovered the secret. While most do not feel such a way as he did, Darius became vindictive and cruel after the discovery. When Ashley was sixteen, he finally began to show his true colours. By Ashley's own words, the boy was 'Evil' above all else. Knowing all about the Nolen families secrets, he easily became able to shame them and that was something they did not wish for. For a whole year they were unable to do anything as he slowly took more and more control and eventually it reached a point that Harriet and Ashley were involved. Their parents, who had raised Darius and themselves were shot when they refused, for once standing up to the insane child. Then, the plotting began. Having assisted in hiding her own parents bodies, Ashley now had to begin appearing in public, using the false lie that her parents had grown ill and so her succession for the businesses was growing closer. It took a week or two before Harriet and Ashley had crept into the boys room, weapons in hand before they murdered him. Brutally. To say that Ashley did not enjoy it, even slightly would be a lie. Once they had completed their task of destroying the soul and body of the person who put them through pain, the sisters hid his body before announcing that their parents had died and had placed in the Nolen cemetery. Both girls lived with this guilt until Harriet snapped and escaped to their Aunts home in France while Ashley remained to control everything Nolen owned and to continue to act like the prim and proper heiress. Hiding her sins behind a mask. She never believed her crime would be discovered as she covered it so perfectly but a demon approached her, spilling the story in such detail that she broke down, unable to comprehend why. This was when she was dragged into the contract.


Strong points:


-Confidence


-Creativity


-Good Communication skills


Weak points:


-Fear of being alone


-Vicious anger(hard to cause)


-Occasional destructive streak.


Weapon:


Poison Darts


Picture:

Ashley Nolen





Tears fell from the light blue orbs as she stared at the vicar. A funeral. Ashley was sat within the church as she listened to the man of God go on about how one of her companies workers was such a great guy. She could easily prove it wrong though. James Mclaine was a dirty man, debts, gambling and lies were all left with his now grieving family and sadly, most of the debts were to her. While she acted like the grieving boss she was not going to let them off after all! They were boring to be honest and so being here was only appear generous to the public.


When they began to take the coffin away she stood to her feet, giving them a few more minutes of silent tears before she walked out, seeming to be in distress. Once she was out she leaned against the wall, groaning as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "How useless. He is dead!" She hissed, rolling her eyes as she began to do the buttons up on her jacket before she stepped into her limo. To be honest, Ashley was only regretting that she didn't see the moment when he died. "It would have been gloriou-" She stated before pausing, eyes wide. "No no no...Can't think about it" She murmured, hands rubbing furiously at her eyes.


She had to forget and destroy that part of her.


Once the car was moving she heard her phone go, causing her to raise a brow. "Gotta be Nate." She stated, rolling her eyes as she answered the call, bringing it to her ear. Stopping herself from saying the usual 'Yo Demon' or any other thing she could think of she simple answered with a "Hello Nate." Ashley always fell into a darker mood when trying to repress those memories, trying to stop the part of her that enjoyed when she killed Da-. When she killed. Now that Harriet was gone, it often left the heir in tears because now...she was left alone to suffer the torment of their sin.

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[Gaia]

A demon?!


She almost dropped the knife, no she really did, and took a step backwards. Lysa's lightblue eyes locked on ambergolden ones, she didn't move an inch and was really not expecting such an answer coming from this tiny girl. Well, Lysa felt suprised, to say the least.


'You are claiming not being a human, a demon resembling a human nontheless. Why do you wish to intervene right now, and what do you mean with forming this contract, Miss Harper?' Lysa asked, her voice trembling a bit; not because she feared - no, that emotion she endured for far too long to really "fear" again - she trembled, the appearance and story of that girl sending shivers down her spine because Lysa didn't know what to expect; hence the girl succeeded in gaining her full attention very easily.


The wind was blowing, adding more drama to the scene. Lysa's dark hair cut of her vision of that interesting girl, so she stepped towards the demon, not feeling as warned and alarmed as she should be; instead some urge to cross those few feet towards the golden eyes compelled her to do just that. The wind in her back giving her that last push so she could look the demon girl right in the eyes. Holding her breath, she waited - full of expectations strangely enough - to hear what the demon had to offer, and what she, herself, would have to sacrifice for their contract.


Her breathing quickened, she didn't care she looked like a mess with all the blood everywhere. And she knéw the Demon didn't care either, she might even enjoy what she saw, what kind of prey she could lure in her web.


"The price I have to pay,' Lysa began, her mouth forming words before she would change her mind and back off, 'won't discourage me from obtaining what I réálly crave for. As you - most likely as a Demon - crave for my body or soul, I crave for a joyful life, the life I've never had as I've never been given that chance to fufill my dreams and wishes.' She bowed her head slightly, showing respect to the Demon, and also being able to hide her tears from getting noticed by Lilin. 'So I don't care about the cost or price. As I would have been dead right now, if you hadn't showed up, granting me this choice. So I would gladly give away my soul, if it's to your liking, Miss Harper.' She lifted her head again, her eyes the most determined they've ever been, although some tears threatened to fall. That pair of golden eyes might lure her into forming a dark contract, but to Lysa, those eyes had saved her at that very moment, and she almost cried because she felt truly thankful and couldn't process her emotions anymore. Someone seemed to "care" , if you could call it like that, and wanted to give her a chance.

 

[Kain]

"Hello Nate?" The demon chuckled, mimicking her words and swinging an object in his hand back and forth before throwing it on the ground, making a crater in the cement. "C'mon, you have to be more exciting than that, Master." He smiled, emphasizing on the word Master. Though his words may seem a bit (A bit?) sarcastic, his voice was actually uncharacteristically smooth. She was one of the most interesting characters he had seen in his life time and had just some affection for her.


Some. Not a lot.


Walking a few more meters before picking up another rock, he spoke again. "So, is the human toilet in the ground already? " He referred to almost everybody as human toilets, since they seemed to absorb all the shit that would befall on them. The gray haired man wondered nowadays why humans wanted to trap their decomposing vessels in the ground. Seemed pointless. "Geez, I wish I could've killed 'im myself." Nate added, crushing the smooth rock between his palm and his index, crumbling it into sand. With another pause, he controlled his laughter once more, avoiding touching people in his wake. They stared at him as they probably wondered if his hair colour was real (Yes it was.). "So, Ash, whaddaya want for dinner?" The refrigerator in the mansion was already filled to the brim, it didn't hurt to ask. She usually didn't feel hungry after assisting funerals. He could- kind of- understand, since a human couldn't feel well after what she had gone through before. Including her psychopath tendencies.

 

[UnholyRedemption]

The girl was forced to roll her eyes at the reply of her demon butler, fingers tapping upon her thigh as she huffed. "Nate, my existance is not to amuse and entertain you~" She cooed, smiling slyly, her eyes glimmering with amusement and irritation at the call. Being as cold as she was, outside of work her communication was minimum. However, Nate, that annoying demon, seemed to push all her buttons but at the same time she was comfortable around him. "Last time I observed our situation I'm the master. So, demon, shouldn't you be entertaining me?~" She retorted, glancing to the driver behind the screen as the limo stopped. "Yes, he is buried." She stated, a slight smirk to her lips. "And tomorrow I will probably have the eight year old brat and old woman in my office begging me to remove his debts." Pausing. "You are coming to work with me tomorrow."


Annoyed already, it was a possibility she would snap and want them dead.


Ashley stepped out carefully, grasping her bag as she slipped out of the vehicle as she kept the phone to her ear. Turning to the driver she dismissed him before she began to walk towards the doors to her home. "Dinner?" Mumbling she paused, glancing over towards the large trees surrounding her estate. "The body..." She paused, eyes wide before she shook her head, walking inside. "I guess I'll just eat light Nate, my mood has been ruined." She pointed out, placing her bag on the table as she collapsed onto the sofa. "Where are you anyway?" She asked, raising a brow as he switched the tv on.


Her eyes stared at the light coming from the screen, light blue taking on a hue as it reflected the light. The TV being turned down she noticed one important fact that caused her to sit up instantly. She was alone. Since Harriet left she had grown to a point where being alone left her to think and it scared her because she would remember it and it would not go away. Gritting her teeth she leaned back, bringing her arm over her eyes as leaned back. "Hurry up and get back here Demon." She stated, ending the call quickly

 

[Kain]

"Everyone's here to amuse me." He stated, a smile drawing itself on his lips. Flicking the pieces of rock resting on his hand, he shoved it in his pocket, his steps growing faster. It was funny how she seemed to draw comfort from him, not that she blamed her, of course. "I can entertain you all night long, Ashley." ((STOP RIGHT THERE YOU FLIRTY DEMON)) Nate mused, knowing the his Master could be or would be disgusted in that statement. It would be truly weird if she wasn't. The woman had a job, or was she just lazy and didn't want to pay the debts that her now-dead husband left for her. That was so nice was it? "I have the possibility to kill them, do I?" He cocked his head sideways with a lazy grin. "How nice of you, Master."


Well, it did entertain him so who was he to judge? Albeit, he was concerned about his Master, as she sounded quite tired. He didn't voice his opinions about her state often, not including the few jabby remarks he did to her. He learned to not do it again, since he didn't like when she looked sad, for some unknown reason.


He was two blocks from the mansion, the odour of car gas and dirt (And fire and crashes) replaced by the smell of clean cut grass. Even though he preferred the car carnage to the peace in the estate, the smell was welcome to stay. The city smelled horrible. Nate could've dumped a whole ton of Febreze and deodorant on the city just because of that. Let the city finance it! They have enough bribe money to accept his request anyway. He nodded and sighed, as he was right about her appetite. "I'm right next to a tree." He said, making the description of his environment as vague as possible, simply to annoy his Master. "Oh, and there's ground under me, so you shan't be mad about me sailing through the air and breaking benches. Not that I did. Obviously."


As she finished those words of hers, the cellphone call abruptly cut. He whispered "Roger that, miss." and he ran, putting the cellphone in a pocket, next to his chest. He could see the tip of the house from his point of view, his eyes quickly glancing at the house when he finally jumped. It took away his breath for a instant but then, he felt himself being pulled in by gravity and plunged down, trying to cause less damage to her property as possible, since she would probably order him to fix it (Not that he would). So he crashed in a neighbouring bush, one of her rich neighbours. They wouldn't notice, as he already stole a ten feet tree to make a large bonfire. He got out of the bush, patting his vest again, getting rid of any sediments and leaves from his coat. Nate walked up to the front doors and opened one of them, without any noise, then closed it behind him, locking it. He wanted to get to home as fast as possible......The demon slipped across, looking inside the main room, were the T.V. was. He saw her blond hair, her head resting against the sofa. Nate sneaked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Boo." He uttered, going for the surprise effect.

 

[UnholyRedemption]

Ashley sighed, eyes opening for a moment as she flicked on the sound for the TV, Listening to the reporter go on about something meaningless. She never understood why the public mass was so intrigued by the lives of the rich and famous. Then again, she was practically stalked so she doubted she would ever understand. For a moment the girl sat up, eyes staring at the screen as she sighed. "Lies." The word easily passed her lips as she watched. "For amusement for yourself and the public mass you lie. How lovely~" She muttered, reaching out for a moment before she groaned. "At least a small minority of you all will go to heaven. The rest will rot in hell ya'know." Seriously, they would probably deem her insane for the fact she continued to talk to herself.


Hands settled on her shoulders and a whisper of 'boo' causing her to flinch, lips parting as the girl suddenly screamed. Frantically she turned to Nate, with a dart settled between her fingers as she raised it to face him. She got scared by his sudden arrival and now sat breathing heavily, a dart facing him as it rest between her fingers. "Nate..." She huffed, closing her eyes as she leaned over to put one of her darts on the table before she sat up properly. "Damnit Nate! What the hell was that for!" She hissed.


She stood up, brushing the messy blond locks from her face as she groaned. "Remind me why I have a contract with you?" She asked, rolling her eyes before she started to head towards the kitchen. Reaching the kitchen she reached up, grasping a porcelain plate and some bread before setting it down on the island while she stepped over towards the refrigerator to grab some cheese, tomato, cucumber, ham and lettuce. Knowing Ashley and her unhealthy schedule this would probably be all she would eat until tomorrow night and that was hoping she didn't loose her appetite again. "Although, welcome back." She stated quietly. After all, the girl was strangely comfortable when the demon was present despite her denial of it.

 

[Mori]

Lilin grinned, her face full of a kind of glee only a demon could have. She had done it, captured the girl's full attention, and the human's unrelenting focus ensured that she would be heard in full.


"You are an odd human indeed..very odd, but then again, normal humans are no amusement, are they?" She spoke a little quieter than she had thus far, laughing to herself. "Very well. You can make any request of me, whether it be something trivial or otherwise, and I will serve you as your maid unquestionably. When that request you ask is fulfilled, then I shall get my payment...in form of devouring your soul. I do suggest you think on this, as so many before you have not, and they paid their price for it. If, however, you still desire to make this contract, then the simple question is where the contract seal will go. The contract seal ensures that the contracted human doesn't try to "pull the slip" on the demon, and I can track where you are. I hope that answered any concerns you have." She answered, believing she had explained mostly everything that the other girl would need to know. She wasn't unwilling to contract a human, it was simply that she didn't feel the need. Until now. This human was special. The red liquid that stained her dress and the knife marked her as such. Her attitude when she confronted Lilin marked her as such. The golden-eyed young lady played with the fabric of her left glove, debating whether or not this one would say yes. Such complex beings... I envy their sophistication... She thought.

 

[Kain]

He picked up the poisoned dart, and handled it between his palms. Demon poison. She was well prepared. A bit proud, he encircled her neck with his arm, kissed her cheek and detached himself from her and turning upon his heels."Awww, C'mon, you know you love me." Nate said, strolling against the wall, his sharp tooth glinting in the dark. "Remember when you wanted me to sleep with you?" He remembered, tapping his chin with his slim finger, looking sideways onto his Master, who looked much more disgruntled now. Well, she needed to loosen up anyway. "You almost cried, eh?" He added, with a slight nod of the head.


As he followed her to the kitchen, the floor sleek and clean, as he cleaned it today. Nate thought it had looked dirty, so he mopped it, made it so clean it sparkled like the ones in an animated film. Although when she ordered him to clean it a week ago, he didn't comply and went to play with the cats who resided in a street corner. She got mad at him at that time, but what the hell. It's not like he went to eat human souls again. The demon skidded on the floor and rested his chin onto his hand, his elbow on the counter. Ahh.... She's so tsundere, it's refreshing. His startling gray eyes gazed the sandwich she was building. "Do y' want me to do the sandwich for you?" The butler proposed, tapping the vinyl counter with his fingertips.

 

[Gaia]

Saphire eyes hadn't blinked even once when the demon girl was talking. Lysa already had made her decision, a very sharp and unwavering one indeed. Most humans would deny such a "request", because they would crave for their lives more than for some opportunity to fufill their wishes. But Lysa didn't belong to that group of ordinary humans; she didn't even need one second thought as the girl Lilin had advised. Showing a rather wry and unhappy smile, she nodded and spoke with her unrelenting voice; 'I, Louise Vandelwood, hereby declare and solemly swear to pledge my soul to Lilin Harper, from now on calling her my Maiden, who will serve me with pure loyalty and stands up for my goals, for the good or the worse.'


Lysa stretched her arm so she could take Lilins hand in hers, squeezing it softly and nervously waiting for some event to unfold, not knowing what was about to happen. She tried swallowing a lump in her throat, her heart almost beating out of her chest, and her eyes not once leaving the mesmerizing golden ones of her just "reborn" Maid. For several tensious seconds nothing happened at all, and Lysa became afraid she couldn't form a contract or this was all supposed to be some sick joke. Her insecure thoughts quickly dissapeared with a strange kind of light illuminating both of the girls, enclosing and surrounding their forms. All kinds of colours encircled Lysa, and probably Lilin as well, and she stopped breathing completely being in awe. Forming such a contract with grave consequences was a tedious thing to do, but a wonderful and beautiful experiene as well. When the light diminished and her eyes became used to the darkness of the woods again, she could not only feel some hot sensation, but also séé the mark on her skin: the seal which Lilin had been talking about appeared on her left wrist and some inches towards her elbow. Exhaling a breath Lysa hadn't been conscious about, she touched the skin of her wrist very carefully, and finally uttered; 'This connection between us...... it's trademark is truly looking like art, the seal feels weird on my skin. Did you also receive one?' She tried glancing in Lilins way, feeling very curious about what the demon, hér demon had experienced with the sealing of their contract. Although she had agreed on many contracts with humans before, she seemed not reacting like she had anticipated and forseen this kind of....sensation between them.


A cold shiver ran down Lysa's spine. From this day till her last day she had traded her soul to gain another opportunity in life, but she had no idea what to expect and didn't know anything of the girl in front of her. She felt curious and wary at the same time, her heart beating 100 miles an hour although she tried calming down, which was far from easy! Hopefully this Lilin didn't just obey her "orders" as in Lysa hoping her Maid would be able to strategize on her own as well, being independent which would make this situation even more interesting.


She waited for the girl to continue her explanation as why she had made a "move" on her, and Lysa was even more curious about who this demon really was. Unbeknownst to her, she didn't let go of her Maids hand, her eyes still "caught" in the "golden gaze".

 

[UnholyRedemption]

The girl sighed softly, pausing in her actions as she was suddenly dragged into her thoughts, eyes stuck upon the island. "I cannot deny the fact that I do not dislike you" She stated in returned, head tilted as she raised a brow to the demon. "And nor can I that I have a habit of keeping you close." She finished, standing up properly as she brushed a golden strand from her face. "However, You are the only thing ale to cease my annoying thoughts about what I did and the fact I would oh so easily do it again." Pause. "And probably enjoy it." she huffed, shaking her head before muttering a quiet 'Sure' as she pushed the food to im as she took a seat, slumping into it.


Resting her head against the cool surface the heiress relaxed. To be honest she hated people, something which made her job a lot harder than it needed to be. Playing the kind and soft hearted boss was tiring since most of the time she wanted to mercilessly destroy their hope and condemn them to whatever sad fate they were left with. Gently plucking one of her golden strands from the table she raised it to appear within her line of sight, her eyes curious. "Nate, what is hell like?" Asked the girl who was completely bored at this current moment. Sitting up she stared at him, eyes seeming more alive than they were before.

 

[Mori]

Lilin looked into those eyes so full of determination, and could have sworn sparks of fire had illuminated her eyes. And sure enough, in much less time than someone would have needed to think over things and thus signalling that this young lady already had her mindset predetermined, she heard a firm voice speak, "I, Louise Vandelwood, hereby declare and solemly swear to pledge my soul to Lilin Harper, from now on calling her my Maiden, who will serve me with pure loyalty and stands up for my goals, for the good or the worse."


As the human's hand raised to meet hers, she followed suit, her steady and indifferent hand in stark contrast with the one that gripped it. After a few moments to gain composure, Lilin initiated the contract bond. One who watched from afar might mistake the bright light illuminating them for some kind of beacon. And the colors, which caught Lilin off guard, as she had never made a contract before, where every shade of every possible color. It was both all colors and colorless, and the "human" looking demon's shadow briefly, just briefly turned into a rabbit's shadow, but Lilin had not and had no intention of unveiling her true form. At least not anytime soon. Her eyes changed from gold to pink, pupils contracting into inhuman slits.


The light show was over as soon as it had started, and the first thing she noticed that was different was the seal on her left arm. The second thing she noticed was an unfamiliar tingling sensation on her neck Surely enough, the very same contract seal was on her right side of her neck. This would take some getting used to. She ran a finger over it.


She almost didn't notice that their hands were still grasped, and still they maintained eye contact. She let go a bit unwillingly, and smiled.


"Very well. The contract has been made. I think this little adventure seems quite promising, don't you think? Madam Louise Vandelwood." She looks down at her dress, and taking the amount of blood into account for matters at hand, starts again. "Tonight was quite unusual for the both of us, don't you think? I followed you a little after you killed that landlord of yours...suppose you can't go back there can you?" She laughs, taking a light note of the situation, quite ludicrous some people would think...

 

[Kain]

"Geez, cease your moody thoughts already." The demon said, with a cock to the eyebrow, his grey hair slipping to his face. "Aren't humans supposed to be all optimistic and crazy? You ain't got both." Though there was no wonder in how his Master liked killing her adopted brother. He was a human toilet of the human toilets. Nothing wrong about killin' 'im. Even he wouldn't have ate his soul, which was even filthy to look at. He glimpsed outside, to the window of the kitchen, looking at the few rays of sun illuminating the table in front off him, flicking sunlight off his fingertips. Nate looked at the food on the table with specialized eyes, immediately knowing what to do with it. His master could be really picky with food. And bossy. Which was kinda annoying sometimes. Therefore, he had learnt not to put this and that in the food, except for that one time.... Well, three times. But one of them didn't count. He had put a cockroach in it by accident, he swears. He took away the plate of bread away from her, putting the bread on the plate first, dressing it with ham, lettuce, and whatever that was available on the table, putting it in methodically, trying to not put too much, not too light, as her tastes dictated him.


Food was one of the things he didn't want to mess up, as it was one of the only things he was a bit OCD about. It buggered him when it didn't taste right. Sigh. Human souls are much more easy than this. There's no ingredients, no special way of preparing it. Rolling up his sleeves higher, he continued preparing the food, absorbed in his task, his fingers stained with a bit of mayonnaise.


His grey eyes scrunched in concentration as he sliced off the brown edges of the sandwiches with delicate hands. As he heard the interesting question that Ashley asked him, he looked up, into his Master's bored eyes. That word, Hell, reminded him of home. It was such a warm word to use to him. Well, it didn't hurt to tell her, as she would never see in that magnificent place. "Hell is awesome!" He stated, his eyes sparkling, waving his arm around. "Though it's not all flamey and shitty like you think it is, it's actually freaking cold. There's ice everywhere! That's pretty good, considering it's a wasteland but..." The demon paused, a bit in his emotional moment. Oh, the times he spent there flying over the ice columns, dodging the ice pelts rocking his skin, barely seeing in front of him because of a huge storm. "Though that's only the first level. The souls there are really refreshing."

 

[UnholyRedemption]

Ashley raised a brow, leaning forwards on the island with a dark smirk upon her lips. "Oh my dear~" She purred, eyes shifting in amusement as a bright and happy smile came to her lips, the mask she wore outside to the public as her expression hid all her sins. "Would you prefer me to be all happy and goody goody?~" She stretched the sentence, reaching over to poke his cheek before she returned to her seat, smiling brightly still. "Fine, I promise to be happy~" Really, she was only doing this to wind him up since she certainly could be annoying.


She reached over, pulling her sandwich to her as she picked it up, taking a bite from it. Knowing about Nate's OCD about anything food related, she never really mentioned anything. However, being in a better mood due to the demon she simply mumbled quietly. "Thank you." She returned back to eating her snack as she listened to him describe hell. Pausing when he finished she glanced over at him. "...For the first time since I got a contract and a stupid mark to go with it, I am happy knowing that my soul is going to be consumed by you." She stated, blinking before she returned to her food. "No hell or heaven."


When she was done she stood up, rubbing at her eyes as she stretched her arms. "Well, you've cheered me up." She turned to look around the kitchen before shrugging. "Lets go take a walk or something. " She suggested. Although it was more like ignore his opinion and just go ahead and do it. Thinking that he may not want to go she paused, concern flooding her system as she bit her lip harshly, teeth drawing blood. Something few people knew was that Ashley was absolutely terrified of being alone and so Nate was more often than not with her. "You can go do whatever you want. Kill, eat souls, whatever demons bloody do in their spare time." She wasn't fond of trying to make him and current her thoughts were jumbled so this become one of the rare times she would allow the demon such a thing. "As long as you dont get caught of course."

 

[Gaia]

Their hands released, Louise could finally break her gaze and escape those enchanted eyes of her Maiden. Did they just turn pink and back again to golden? Lillin however inspected her own seal as well, and remarked on their current situation; well yeah, Louise agreed on what she had said, about this weird... impasse.


I have to come up with something.... this is my chance given by this twisted world. I'm not about to turn on my heels and walk away.


'You got a point there and guessed well. The body of my landlord couldn't move of it's own accord, so it will be found within a couple of days. With all stabbing signs and the fact I had been his only servant girl since the other one comitted suicide three years ago, everyone will point their finger at me as the killer.' Louise sighed, shivering with a another blowing wind and for the first time this evening feeling real concern; she hadn't thought about the consequences of murdering and taking revenge, because she would take her own life as her only friend had done to escape their prison and Hellhole. But with the interlude - a.k.a Lillins interference by offering this contract - she had signed another fate, and one much more difficult to bring to a conclusive end.


'We could dispose and hide the mutilated corpse, and clean the mess as to trick anyone by claiming he left the place on his own accord? Like he went on a holiday or a business trip or whatever, and didn't want to be disturbed for a uncertain amount of time?' Louise pondered, her mind racing with ideas and turned to "survival" modesetting: she didn't want to go to jail for the rest of her life, or to get anymore trouble while the creature in front of her would make her wishes come true..... She could finally experience happiness, and was willing to do anything for that single objective.


'Oh!'she exclaimed suddenly. 'You could persuade his friends as "Rivailles maitresse or lover" and could serve as a "living proof" he just had to leave to get some fresh air because of your relationship issues or anything else. And he left the Mansion in your care, for that time being. That would be the only solution and grant us"permission" or an exuse to live there.' Louise clapped her hands, a dry smile lifting the corners of her mouth, almost smirking whilethinking about the outcome. No one would be able to disagree or prove that weren't the case; because Rivaille was known for being a impulsive and unpredictable man.


'What do you think? Are you okay with this, although I "use" your persona and appearance for this goal? Anyway, my soul would still be pledged to yours.' The girl with the light blue eyes seemed to lighten up a little bit with their possibilities. Although anyone might frown and question her about her being willing to live in that hated place, the Mansion where she had been beaten and suffered, Louise was glad to return and own the place; so she would "gain" even more revenge and could operate from the Mansion. And her landlord was a rich man; she would have acces to all of his property and money, which could be of good use when she would take first steps towards building her own life.


Louise already walked up towards the Mansion, back the way she just had away from in panic only minutes ago. This time she entered the Mansion, fate was placed in her own hands and she would create this games'rules.


'The tables have turned, don't you think, Lillin?'

 

[Kain]

Nate pouted when she poked his cheek, a bit annoyed. "Stop that." He flinched a bit and, with a odd wide smile, he grinded his scarred fist against his Master's head, in sign of love and compassion, a violent sort of love. The worst was when she started to act like how she did in front of others. It annoyed him, for some unknown reason. But when he looked down on the empty dish; She had practically taken the beautiful sandwich out and off his hands and just ate it right on the spot. A smirk fell upon his lips, feeling proud and mighty again, as he branded himself with a new name: Master Sandwich Maker. Yes, that was perfect.


Continuing to explain the virtues about the demon world, he barely noticed her noting that she was glad to get her soul eaten. When he did hear her response, he stopped slowly, trying to stop the words from flooding out. Ahhh, if only he could explain in fervour the cause he was fighting for. He cringed at the mention of Heaven. That place were for assholes who didn't do anything but sucking up to the big boss up there, trying to climb up the ranks. Nate was happy that his Master wasn't one of them. He grinned, and patted her head with his clean hand. The rules in Hell were similar, but at least it involved killing and death, a bit more exciting than the weird fluffy things and the weird fluffly things on their back (Nate thought that they were the same thing). "Well, damn. Why don't you want to join Hell, eh? It's a marvelous cause! Well. If I wasn't gonna eat your soul." He tapped her temple and leaned over her shoulder, wiping the crumbs off her shirt.


What? Did she just. He rubbed his eyes twice, his metallic coloured eyes widening in mock shock and horror. Did she- Did she say that he could leave? Leave and eat souls? Nate stared at her for a few seconds. He did remember the numerous times she would have ordered him to stay with her until she wanted to. Those times sometimes lasted more than 10 hours. Flashbacks appeared through his head about moments when she almost burned him with those poison darts of hers because he coincidently killed a patron of her company, just after the man had insulted him. And ate his soul, at that. Some things were worse than Hell in the pit of his stomach. "Really?" He asked her, not believing one ounce that she would not suffer from a anxiety attack while he was gone and beckon his presence near her, which would probably happen. The demon passed his hands through his dishevelled mop of gray hair, closing his eyes momentarily, pondering about if he should leave or not. He glanced at her and poked her on the cheek with his mayonnaise smeared hand. And, tilting over to her, he licked it. Yes. He licked it right off her cheek. (Geez, that pervert.) "Call me if you need some of this demon, a'ight?" Nate put his hand under the sink, before going on a hunting adventure.

 

[UnholyRedemption]

Seeing his annoyed reaction to her mask she laughed, finding it amusing before she leaned against the wall, watching the demon carefully. Observing his actions, movements and words carefully only to quench her current boredom. She knew she was giving the demon a huge break here by allowing him to fulfill his nature but at the same time be released from all the restraints she placed once he was bound to her. In reality she did feel bad for doing that but she did not need to be caught and the public using it to ruin her and the last thing she had of her parents.


He continued on about hell and it caused her to huff lightly, shaking her head. "How about this?" She asked, pushing the hair from her face as she grinned. "I will admit that if I wasn't destined to be eaten by my lovely butler then I would gladly join Hell and its cause." She stated. It was a few seconds later, the disbelief clear on his features before a mayonnaise covered hand poked her cheek, causing her to pout. "He-!" Taking about sixty seconds before her cheeks became a bright red, her eyes wide. "N-nate!" She hissed, pulling out her darts angrily. He licked her cheek! She turned on her heels, only to notice that he was gone.


Sighing, Ashley walked back into the living room, laying herself down on the sofa before she pulled the silk sheets that were draped over the sofa around her, closing her blue eyes. "Stupid demon...enjoy this while it lasts." She murmured. Ashley felt bad at her constant irritation at him for even when he had done nothing. She was still human and still there was some moments of guilt to plague her. With a final sigh she turned on her side, returning her attention back to the TV. Secretly, already she had felt the start of her anxiety build up but her resolve had long since pushed that down, Even Nate deserved a break so she was going to keep herself from her usual reaction for as long as possible.

 

[Britt-21]

Name: (left) Ayame Harako (right) Ayaka Harako


Master or Butler: Master. My sister isnt one but my butler is required to protect her as well. Not only me.


If Master, choosing Mistress or Master: ..Both?


If Butler, choosing male/female: Male thank you. But then again, it doesnt matter.


Age: Im 19 and my sister is- 16 thank you very much.


Character: Ayame is very different from her older sister. Ayame is more bossy and selfish. But if it came to her sister, she had to be fair. Knowing her sister, she would get her butt kicked. Ayame is emotional and quite stupid when it comes to some situations. Plus, she is picky with food and people she is meant to love. Simple enough, she is just a pain in the butt and a weakling, unlike Ayaka. And without her sister, she wouldnt be able to do anything right.


Ayaka is much more composed as if she didnt have emotions. Never/rarely does she let her emotions go out of wack. When she lost her parents, her emotions were all out of order. She didnt want to be bothered or anything. Much more like anger and hate. But, she had gotten over that and met her butler. Who took good care of both her and Ayame. Nothing more she could ask for. This is what made Ayaka today. Now she is here, taking care of paperwork, working out and training with her butler so she could defend herself. Ayaka is much more different then her sister. Thats what she loved much.


Only for Master; big turning points or events in his/her youth which resulted in your Master's soul to touch darkness: Her parents were murdered and this is where revenge comes in.


Strong points: Reading, planning, training, courage and confidence. Going out on walks, painting, and bossing around everyone.


Weak points: (traits, character) Lack of confidence, the loss of Ayame in a horrible death. Being alone, silence, darkness


If Master, what kind of weapon do you carry with you around to defend yourself? (nothing to extreme! You got your Butler, right?) I use my hands and feet, but my butler shows me my ways with a sword.


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Ayaka was sitting at her desk, piles of papers on it. What the annoying part of it was that they were people asking her to help them in their companies, or bribing her to sell her mansion to them so they could make a factory or something out of it. Ayaka wasnt a idiot, she was quite smart. Standing up, she grabbed the letters that bribed her and the help letters and ripped them to shreads, tossing them in the trash "I do not understand why these people are so desprate. Cant they fine someone else to bother!? Its annoying reciving a letter every day from these people." she walked to her window and looked out of it, looking at the outside world and calming herself down as she opened the window to let the fresh air inside the office.


"Another day to look for those murderers."