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He smiled at her response before speaking. "Then you won't mind keeping me company." he noticed her rub her cheek. Gently he moved her hand away and looked at it. "What happened?" he asked, his amused tone gone. He knew that she wouldn't be rubbing it without a reason, so why not figure out what it was? Besides, he wouldn't mind getting into another fight at the moment, he was bored. Venic brushed a finger along her cheek before letting go of her hand and letting his own fall back down. He could tell she wasn't herself.. but he had always thought that no one would dare assault angels, except for demons of course. Why couldn't the boys lay off? "You know if you want the boys to leave you alone, why don't you dress differently?" he asked, not mentioning the fact that he would rip them to shreds if they tired touching her again. One had already written his death sentence.

Ah, so it was an angel. He could always get some demons to track it down so he could kill it.. after all he couldn't leave Trista, otherwise he would do it himself. Venic shook his head as she talked about her clothes. "They don't have to be all white, just wear some really black stuff. Be like one of those emo kids or a goth." he said, since that was pretty far from being an angel.. besides it would be interesting how she would pull either one of those off. A depressed angel, ha!

"You'll see." he winked, if she was curious that meant she was at least thinking about coming with him. "It's a surprise." he added as he looked away, the truth was, he still had to come up with something but it shouldn't take too long. It was obvious she wasn't feel comfortable at a bar.. or a really crazy party that involved alcohol but he was sure she could handle something moderate.

He blinked at her request, not really knowing what to think of it. Well she would still have wings if she became a fallen angel.. or even if she became a demon, which is why they were fighting for their right to rule the skies. He looked away and didn't comment on her words for what seemed to be forever. Venic wanted to show her the good life but it seemed like that wasn't going to happen. His eyes were dull and blank. "Fine." he jumped onto the ground before shoving his hands into his pockets and walked away towards the doors that lead outside.

Venic wasn't angry, no, it was something else. Shaking his head, he leaned against one of the walls before he heard a crash. Glancing at the wall behind him, he narrowed his eyes, looking through the wall to see what was behind it. Ah.. Trista. He was sick and tired of saving her. He might have been slightly amused before, but now he was annoyed. Walking through the wall, he appeared in the small room right next to all of them. "Having fun?" he asked as he crossed his arms and then glanced at the angel. "Are you really sure you want to do that?" he added, still speaking to the so called leader of the group. He didn't do anything to stop them, not yet. His pupils became slits before his eyes completely turned black. He was going to end this here.. and no one was getting out alive, at least the humans.

He tilted his head as he looked at them, expressionless before he started to walk towards them. He could hear the pleas of the angel but he ignored them and if she persisted, things would only get worse. He looked at her, his eyes blank just like his face was. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he kept his eyes on her as the boys were forced to go on their knees. He would make them apologize to her before they died. Venic turned her around, his hands on her shoulders as he waited for them to speak.. they all knew the magic word.. sorry. Resting his head on her shoulder, he licked his lips, though his tongue was just like a snakes. The tip of it touched her neck.

He wiped away her tears though he was still emotionless as a rock. Hearing her voice again, he looked at the boys before an evil smirk appeared on his face. "What about castrating them? Circumcising them always works as well." he said before pulling away from her and walking towards them. If he couldn't kill them... then he would just ruing their lives.

The tips of his fingers tapped together as he watched them. "Leave us." he simply told the angel, ready to make her leave by force if he had to. He was going to have his fun while he could.. he wouldn't kill them but they would go through a little bit of pain. He had made sure their vocals didn't work for now, he would restore them later when he was done. Rolling his shoulders back, he leaned in front of the 'leader'. "Don't worry," he whispered, "You'll be the last one." he grinned. Perhaps he was having way too much fun with this now. Inside his black eyes appeared a red circle in each one where the pupils should be.