Passion and Predicament

[The Feeling After Surgery]

This is a 1x1 roleplay thread for The Feeling After Surgery and NykinaEverlynn starring Soaren and Aias!
I'm pretty sure it's understood that no one else should be posting here, but feel free to read if you wanna~

Name:
Aias Baal Zebul
Age:
Looks to be about 18. Really about 200
Race:
Demon
U/S/S:
Seke.
Bio:
Well lets see, I grew up in your average demon family. Which mostly meant allot of fighting. There is no such things as blood ties when your a demon, its fight or simply be killed, and everyone is out for themselves. Being the youngest born I was at an extreme disadvantage. Before I had turned two my siblings had already tried to kill me about 7 times. Don't ask me how I'm still alive, cause clearly I don't have memories from when I was that young. But I lived, and it seemed the way I avoided death then had struck a bit of fear into my siblings. Guess I was strong even as a child. So by the time I was 5 they seemed to have given up on ending my life, even started to actually act like siblings with me. But as stated before, everyone always wants something, the same went for them. They could put on mask of 'loving' brother and sisters, but even then I knew they really weren't. But with our parents long dead, they-all of them-wanted to rise in power. And how do you do that in the demon world. Why you kill of course. Humans and other demons alike. Its all about the fear and power. And with me as their dub leader, my siblings planed to raise to the top to the pack. However being a leader was kind of a doubled-edged sword, while I had all of them to my beck and call, the moment things turned south they turned on me as well. There isn't any loyalty among demons.
Personality:
I guess you could say I'm a bit of an a**. Frankly I do not sugar coat or hold back my words just to avoid hurting peoples feelings. In fact if I find a button I can push that will break someone I don't like I will happily exploit it. On that note, I'm truly not much of a fighter. That's not to say I can't, quite the opposite. But I prefer to hang in the back and let others get their hands dirty. If I am doing the killing I like to do so slowly, with no blades involved. I don't use anything to end someones life, I like to mental torture them, because for me its so much funner to watch people destroy themselves. 200 is actually a young age for a demon, and it sometimes shows. I don't like to be told 'no' or for someone to say I 'can't' do something. I have a bit of a temper, and a mouth I care not to control. But it seems even with my age I've managed to make quite a few people on edge when they talk about me. After all, I'm already this strong, just imagine how I'll be when I reach my full potential. Its a thought most do not want to think about.


Name: Soaren Calciphett
Nickname: some have begun to call him “ The Red Sigh”
Age: 26
Race: demon
Gender: male
Seme, Uke, or Seke: Seke(leaning more towards Seme)
Personality: sarcastic, orderly, prideful, bold, a secret masochist
Bio: After showing great promise in his ability to anger humans and turn them from their paths of good, Soaren was promoted and given the job to keep even demons in check and from getting too powerful. Though he always(or at least up to this day) wins his battles, he loves it when they fight back~  

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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Aias Baal Zebul
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Tap, tap, tap The sound of shoes beat down upon the ebony tile floor as a blond haired male paced back and forth over the length of the area he resided. He would move to one black stone wall, pause for a short moment, his fiery gaze narrowed in on the dark color, then swiftly he would turn and walk to the far wall on the other side repeating the same actions he took with the first. This pattern seemed to go on for a while, the clicking of his heels the only thing that broke the silence, the sound of his breathing drowned out by the harsh trumps on the floor. Everything in his surrounding was black, the only bit of color was the dark dark red carpet placed in front of the door he paced before. If he his say about the home there would surely be a bit more brighter colors through out the house. Not to say he was really fond of bright colors, it really was the fact that the look of his house piratically screamed demon. All they were missing were a few head on a stake or blood on the walls. He'd love to add the color just to throw people off.

But for the time being the decor of his house wasn't really what was bothering him so. After all, as much power he had over his family, changing his home wasn't in the cards, not since his parents had built it many centuries ago. No, he wasn't concerned about that. He was more worried about where his brothers and sisters had run off to. They had left some hours ago with the pretense that they were going to look into something. He hadn't had the chance to question them on just what they had been 'looking into' before they darted off. Now night had fallen and they were still no where to be seen. Aias was stuck between a strange scene of worry, and a heightened since of angry. He was ready to both ring their necks and hug them all at the same time. But as it where they weren't here for him to do either, so he was left to pace waiting for the door to open. Of course the child had no knowledge that his siblings had been caught red handed sneaking into a off limits building of some very high up demon. Nor did he know that they were currently offering up his name to save their own butts, saying that he was the one to give the orders. Of course he had not knowledge of this at all.

[I wasn't really sure how to start. So I hope this is okay.]  

[The Feeling After Surgery]

NykinaEverlynn

Soaren had been looking forward to this meeting for a while. Well, that 'while' specifically being since he received his orders earlier on that afternoon.
"Bring 'im in for questioning." They'd instructed. "And if he resists, give the little brat hell."
"But of course."
Had been his response, a smile blooming across his lips. And so it was that he found himself now: boots moving swiftly and heavily down the road nearing the house of Zebul.

The family had grown somewhat infamous and a little out of hand. Soaren had heard the name Aias tossed around in casual conversation between his superiors before, wondering when or if this person would become such a problem in the future that they would send him in to take care of things. Even knowing that it was something of a family operation, it still hadn't fully occurred to him that it was the youngest member that ended up being the ring-leader.
It was sure to be an interesting meeting...
especially seems he had to 'bring him in'.

He brushed back strands of fine, red hair before knocking on the door to the large residence. Demon he may be, but he was a demon with class. His job may say use violence first, ask questions later; Soaren rather liked trying to be as civil about cases as demonly possible.

"Aias Baal Zebul, open up." He called out in a strong, authoritative voice. "I'm here about your family. "

((No worries, that works! ^^ ))  

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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Aias Baal Zebul
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A knock on the door stopped the young male in his pacing. Orange red eyes turned to the source of the sound, narrowing as an unknown voice spoke though it, the sound of the other male slightly muffled though the wood. For a moment Aias departed his chances of simply ignoring the stranger, after all who was to say he was telling the truth, demons were known to be liars after all. Aias hadn't even come face to face with the unknown male and already he disliked him. He had that sound in his voice that suggested that he wouldn't tolerate not being listened to. As for Aias he himself hated to be ordered about. Turning his full body to the door he decided to leave it closed for the time being. He wasn't going to obey the male by opening up the door as he requested. Instead he raised his voice speaking though it to the man beyond. "What do you know about them?" His voice held the same tone of authority as the other man had. Glaring at the door frame he took a step closer awaiting the other males answer.

 

[The Feeling After Surgery]

NykinaEverlynn

Soaren smirked. A little bit of defiance was never a bad thing, at least in his eyes. It made the game fun if the other player was more involved.

"They are being held for the time being, caught trying to break onto the property of Aym Haborym, a Grand Duke of the underworld. They confessed that you were their ringleader in this operation."

 

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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Aias Baal Zebul
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Still narrowed into a harsh glare, Aias eyes widened slightly at the information give by the stranger. At first the feeling of worry hit his body, a slight flash of what his brothers and sister must be enduring played though his mind. But that feeling of caring was short lived, lasting only until the strangers next sentence connected with his brain. In two short steps the young male was at the door, his hand wrapping around the metal knob, giving a quick rough tug the door flew open the wood moving fast past his face until it meet the wall, stopping with a harsh bang against the brick found inside his home. Eyes flashing with rage wiped up the glare into the red heads orbs, as if he was to blame for his siblings lack of backbone. "They did what." It wasn't a question that really needed answer, more of an angry acknowledgement. His words came out though white teeth, a rough his of air following his words. A growl rumbled from his throat, as his fingers closed into fist, nails digging into the pale flash found there. He couldn't deny the fact that he was the so called ringleader of their little group. He could how ever deny his involvement in the crazed skim. Were they such idiots to think that they could take someone on that big, they would be whipped off this earth before they got close enough to small Aym. Aias wasn't stupid, he knew when a fight was hopeless. While he wouldn't be able to honestly deny that he might eventual go after the said Duke this was not his handiwork. And the fact that his siblings had traded him out for their own safety angered him greatly. Though in honest he wasn't surprised, he'd expected it, but that didn't make him any less mad about the out come.

"Their lying. I've got nothing to do with there idiotic brake in." The denial that fall from his lips was entirely true. But that didn't mean that the man was going to believe him. After all demons did lie. "They acted without my orders, so leave me out of it. Let them suffer." With that he turned on his heels, moving back into the shadows of his home, hand reaching out for the door with all intentions of slamming it shut in the strangers face.

 

[The Feeling After Surgery]

NykinaEverlynn

Such fire. Such rage! Like a proud, ferocious beast trapped but unwilling to accept. Soaren felt he could have purred in delight had the circumstances been different, but as it was, he had a job he still had to carry out.
Swiftly he kicked a heavy black boot against the door before it got through half-swing, inviting himself into the dark home.

"Ah, but you see..." He said, his grin hardly tame. " My orders were pretty clear in that you were to be coming back with me."

Not that he would really need orders anymore to want to get his hands on this firecracker of a young man.
With a few steps forward, he gave a casual shrug to show he wasn't going to be uptight anymore. Serious indeed, just not as professional. "Honestly, you may not even really be in any danger. Aym merely wishes to speak with you, question you, about all of this. If you aren't guilty, prove it to him. Even if you are... he may even still let you go." In a few years this may not be the case. There had been talk of this young blonde having incredible power for such a young age and to be on the look out as he grows.
But for now....
"None of you are a threat to him, really."

 

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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Aias Baal Zebul
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Feeling the door give an opposing jerk against his hand, Aias turned his glare once more on to the elder male, narrowing his eyes further onto the person stepping into his home uninvited. "I don't recall inviting you in." The blond growled, a clear warning that he didn't like people stepping into his space, and he was very much in his space. Both his home, as well as his personal bubble. As Aias had yet to move to far form the door way his intruding into the home pushed their bodies much to close together, chest very near to one another. And as much as he may want to step back, the young demon refused to do so. A simple step back felt to much like retreating to him. Instead he stood his ground, his head titled back to once more meet the eyes of the other male. He refrained form forcefully removing the strangers presence from his home, not because he didn't want to simply because the male continued to speak before he could attempted to do so.

His statement sounded far to much like an order for Aias to be comfortable with, the sound of it had his lips lifting in a snarl. Of course his first reaction was to tell the male to fu*k off. He didn't have to do anything thing to prove his innocence, much less come along against his will. But then his mind began to turn. As much as he would love to act on his first thought... the smart thing to do was the opposite. Denying to go would be like admitting his guilt, and in a small way showed a bit of fear. He could prove two things at once if he went. One, that he wasn't guilty, and two that he had little fear over Aym could do to him. He doubted that he would simply be allowed to leave should the man believe him to be partly to blame, no demon was so kind. But he didn't fear what might befall him. Pressing his lips he stopped himself from speaking against the males last word. Not a threat to him. Well, maybe not yet.

"I'll come with you." The agreement came out tasting like bile on his tongue. "I've got nothing to hide, nor do I fear him." He spoke very brave and bold, while some of the anger had died form his tone it was still very much defiant.

 

[The Feeling After Surgery]

NykinaEverlynn

'That's more like it...'

The smile never left his lips; he found himself loving this little meeting more and more by the minute. Being in this youthful demon's presence was certainly entertaining, nearly intoxicating. It was for that reason that he found himself almost wanting to hesitate before stepping backwards out of the doorway, eyes still fixated on the blonde.

"Alright then. Right this way."
His long black coat flowed smooth as his voice behind him as he turned to the side to allow the younger man out then led the two of them down the road to their ride: a dark carriage drawn by a grey champagne horse.

"After you~"
The red-head opened the door to the small carriage for Aias and made sure he was seated before taking his place on the opposite seat and closing the door. A slow rumble beneath them started as the wheels turned, on the road to the estate of the Grand Duke.

 

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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Aias Baal Zebul
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This man was really smiley. Ever since he has stepped foot into Aias home that smile had been on his lips. Either he enjoyed his job far to much, or there was something else peeking his interest. Of course, Aias was prideful enough to believe it my be himself, though he couldn't guess what he might had done to attract the man to him. Most of their conversion had been far from pleasant, at least on the young demons part. Still even if he didn't know why that didn't stop him from lifting his lips in a smirk at the male. He enjoyed knowing, or at least thinking, that people were interested in him. Not because he was so full of himself, but because if gave him a sense of power. And he enjoyed power very much. Lust, was something that could cripple the biggest and fearless of males. He loved ot make people beg, and maybe if he did things right he have this guy on his knees begging for him to be allowed a small touch. But all pleasantries would have to wait, for now he had things to tend to. His named needed to be wiped clean, and those spineless sibling of his dealt with.

Following the male out of his home, Aias walked with all the confidence in the world, never relaxing even when he seat in the seat, the man moving in next to him a moment later. For a short time it was silent, Aias pressed his smaller body against the side opposite side of the carriage, string in a bored fashion out the window, watching as the serene waved by him. And off handed though ruffled his mind, reminding him how little he knew about the male seating beside him, he had yet to even offer up his name. Turning his fiery eye to the long red haired male he spoke, "What is your name? You have yet to tell me."

 

[The Feeling After Surgery]

NykinaEverlynn

While the young blonde was looking at the scenery outside, Soaren was enjoying the scenery sitting across from him in the carriage. His smile had faded somewhat, but he still carried a pleasant expression.
When their eyes met once again, his eyebrows perked up a bit.


"My name is Soaren Calciphette." He had no issue with sharing his identity, even if it did sound like a command coming from the one he was supposed to be escorting. Somewhere in him he hoped that his name hadn't gotten too attached to his pet nickname "The Red Sigh" his employers had given him.
Though among higher ranking demons he was somewhat sought after as a "guard dog" of sorts, some may see it as something to be embarrassed of.

 

[NykinaEverlynn]

The Feeling After Surgery

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"Soaren Calciphette..." A small hum followed the words as he spoke them back out loud. That name did sound a tad familiar. For a moment there was a pause as they boy lifted his hand to touch his chin, a thoughtful look passing over his features. One things Aias aimed to do was to keep himself well informed about the people in the demon world. Anyone of importance he knew of. Knowledge after all was a form of power. It took only a moment for him to go thought the database that was his mind a pull forth the information whom the name was connected to. "Ah." He spoke as made the connection, his gaze once more turning back onto the male. "Or in other words 'The Red Sigh'. You've made quite a name for yourself form what I've gathered." Though he lacked personal information on this man, he knew well about his 'business' life. Something of a guard dog, this man was the one whom put down people who rose to power. If things got to far out of hand for the high-up in the demon world his face was sure to be seen. Soon after would be the fall of whomever dare to oppose those in power.

Now the boy was eyeing him within a new light. Not only was this man strong, but he was something to be watched. In a few years time, Aias might have to count him among his enemies. When he actually made his move to take down those above him. As of now however, he was going to play the good little boy, maybe even get in close with this man. If he made him an ally rather then an enemy things would go much smoother in the future. A coy smirk spread over his lips as he moved his body closer to the red head. He was sure he hadn't mistaken that slight attraction from the other, and even if he was, lust wasn't hard to spark among two demons. Perhaps he could use that emotion to push Soaren into his corner. And if not, he could still have a bit of fun. "From what I've heard your very strong. Its impressive really." He didn't reach out to him yet, but his body was now close enough that he could feel the others body heat touch his shoulder. A much more 'friendly' closeness then before.

[Sorry it took so long. No excuse really, just sorry.]