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Jul 29, 2015 9:49:43 GMT -5
Post by caldera on Jul 29, 2015 9:49:43 GMT -5
There is something wonderful about clarity.
An unfocused, unfinished mind can be enraptured by such trivial things like how one must dress and how one must appear without betraying such social conventions set forth by their very own kind. He supposes that he could only be thankful that he had never been made to do such things. His own kind were bowing their heads to the very filth that had long been the scourge of the physical, the metaphysical, and all other astral planes for centuries at a time. Although, he supposed that in their own right; it was a pitiful means by which they could protect themselves from the punishment given by the pseudo-divinity.
In the end though, he had been no better.
Chains rattle as he walks, iron coated in gold but the paint chipping off as if it had ever been really real. Slow feet carry him from room to room, the dijin quick to make his way past the other government officials. He was starving and lingering for just a moment too long no doubt would have him commit in such crimes unheard of by the Parisian government. Eating them of course would solve that issue though, he supposes. But he promised that for the most part, he would play good. Slimy or not, he was a man of his word.
No, he really wasn't, he corrects himself.
Still, that would not stop him from gnashing his teeth at his 'master'. Nails dig into the stack of papers that he had been requested to retrieve, Caldera all but prepared to set them alight. Him? An errand boy? A sniveling little whelp good for nothing more than doing someone's bidding. ( He was capable of so much more. ) If it was not for that so-called 'protection', he would have all but lobbed off the other's head by now. So lips pull back into a frightening little smile as he makes his way into the treasurer's office.
"Mon bien-aimé, where are you? You know I do not like to play games."
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Jul 31, 2015 9:53:41 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 9:53:41 GMT -5
It was an accident, really. All curiosity and wonder until he realized he actually had the power to summon a djinn. He didn't want it! But it's something he has to deal with now. All because of his stupid--
BANG!
Kris is under his desk, picking up a piece of paper that had fallen when the djinn had walked in. He yelps, rubbing his head as he sits up and looks over at the other albino.
"Don't startle me like that!" He whimpers as he rubs the sore spot on his head, bringing his fingers into view to make sure he isn't bleeding.
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Jul 31, 2015 12:14:50 GMT -5
Post by caldera on Jul 31, 2015 12:14:50 GMT -5
What a pissbaby.
He didn't get it. He would have thought that anyone who had the balls to summon him would have been some impressive being and yet, here he was. Metaphorically serving perhaps the most pitiful display of a magician that he had ever seen. Although, part of him is almost confident that there is worse but he'll elect not to think of it out of concern for the nausea that wrought him with the thought.
A snort in reply. "It's your own fault for being startled." He replied. He had even been so polite as to think of knocking.
Caldera makes his way over to the other's desk, setting the pages down before offering the other a hand. "Are you done crying yet? Even small children are not as fragile as you seem to be, Monsieur." Ah yes. His name had slipped his mind again. Most things did these days, he thinks.
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Jul 31, 2015 14:14:19 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 14:14:19 GMT -5
Hesitantly, he takes the demon's hand. "Shut up," he replies as he stands. "Would it kill you to knock once in a while?"
Ugh, it was bad enough he had to deal with this monstrosity. Really. Strigoi have nothing on djinn. That's for sure. He thinks about Corbett, frowns as he rubs his arm.
"Thank you for fetching the paperwork for me," he goes on to say without looking at the djinn. "You uh.... want a reward for that?"
He has no idea how to treat a djinn and apparently reverts to treating Caldera like a dog.
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Jul 31, 2015 14:29:56 GMT -5
Post by caldera on Jul 31, 2015 14:29:56 GMT -5
“Probably.” He replies curtly, slowly pulling the other to his feet and letting go when he was.
It wasn’t as though he had much else to live for. It’s not like he can go back nor does he have those things that the humans called ‘friends’. Strange little creatures they were, he thought. So reverent of people who could have just as easily maimed them the second that they weren’t looking. Immortality is a blessing in that way, he supposes. (Or well, he likes to convince himself that he is.)
He glances at the other, raising an eyebrow in inquiry when the other continues speaking to him. A reward, he says. Caldera is no dog, but he’s never been one to deny a little self-indulgence. “Of course. My assistance doesn’t come cheap, my delightful little master. A nibble at your fingers will suffice.” A snap of his jaws for added measure. He wasn’t kidding, after all. “I do love … finger food.” A high pitched cackle, the thin threads that had been laced at the corners of his mouth stretched taut and his arms crossed over his stomach.
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Jul 31, 2015 14:37:59 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 14:37:59 GMT -5
His eyes widen in horror at the albino as he's told what it is that he wants as payment. Kristoffer's lips quiver, trying to force even a semblance of a smile. "Y-you're kidding," he replies softly, holding his hands together as he idly rubs his fingers. "You wouldn't... actually want to eat my fingers..."
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Jul 31, 2015 14:59:44 GMT -5
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Post by caldera on Jul 31, 2015 14:59:44 GMT -5
Did he look like the sort to joke around? "As serious as the plague." A delighted grin, Caldera just about ready to unhinge his jaw and take a snap at his fingers. "I'd love the thumb. A nice, fat little thing. But I suppose since it's a reward from you that you should decide which finger you need the least. Or a whole hand if you're feeling particularly generous."
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Jul 31, 2015 15:10:59 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 15:10:59 GMT -5
Oh god... "B-but... we're in a governmental building!" He's trying everything that he can to deter this monster.
"Someone could walk in, or hear me scream, or..." His eyes got even rounder as he was threatened. There's no way he's giving this creature a whole hand, let alone a single finger.
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Jul 31, 2015 15:40:30 GMT -5
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Post by caldera on Jul 31, 2015 15:40:30 GMT -5
He didn't like to think of it as threatening. That was such an ugly word. He just wanted a little nibble. "If you're going to offer a reward, you should at least follow through on it." He replies.
"If you're quiet, no one will hear." He replies simply, moving behind the desk to try and close the distance between the two. Hand is outstretched towards his, taking it into his own and bringing the other's hand ever closer to his mouth before he licks along one of the slender digits. "Just one."
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Jul 31, 2015 16:14:03 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 16:14:03 GMT -5
He backs up, hits the wall, his eyes so big and round with fear. How can he be quiet when his finger would be bitten off? He asks as much, then gasps at his hand being taken.
"N-no, please... Please don't," he begs, his heart pounding in his chest. His eyebrows arch, his eyes watering up as if close to tears.
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Jul 31, 2015 16:58:56 GMT -5
Post by caldera on Jul 31, 2015 16:58:56 GMT -5
”Oh, come now. It’s just a little nibble. You’ll hardly notice.”
He would be lying to say that he didn’t delight in the tears welling in his eyes. Oh, he would be lying if he didn’t enjoy the look on his face but a small part of him revels in the idea of making him bleed and scream.
“I won’t.” He replies. A pause, then lips peel back into a wicked smile.
And then voracious teeth dig into soft flesh and there is the sickening sound of crunching bones.
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Jul 31, 2015 23:04:52 GMT -5
Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jul 31, 2015 23:04:52 GMT -5
He said he wouldn't, but Kris knows it's a lie. It's a lie! A LIE! THIS MONSTER IS A LIAR--
A scream breaks out, his bones crushing beneath that sharp ivory, flesh tugged away from its source. So easily did this demon eat him, chew him up, swallow him.
Kristoffer tugs his hand, jerks it and pulls to be free, crying and pleading for this not to be real. It hurts--everything is red. And suddenly, it all goes black.
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Sept 6, 2015 14:35:12 GMT -5
Post by caldera on Sept 6, 2015 14:35:12 GMT -5
A liar, he says.
It was his fault for assuming that he wasn't going to do it in the first place. Maybe if he had been clever enough then he could have snatched his hand away before Caldera had taken a little nibble. YESSCREAMLOUDERLOUDERLOUDERLOUDERLOUDERLOUDER. He smiles when the other yanks his hand away, the dijin more than happy to release his hold now that he's gotten a treat.
Bones crunch between ivory, tearing away flesh and he swallows.
The other is screaming and crying and Caldera can do nothing but raise an eyebrow in inquiry as if unphased by his contractor's shrieking. Odd man, wasn't he. He screamed like a woman, but if he had just cast his rites properly then something like this wouldn't have happened in the first place.
So when the other collapses to the ground, he half debates taking the other's hand with him but say he should survive bleeding out then that would have been a rather unfortunate endeavor. So he just departs from the scene. Maybe if he was lucky, he could come back later and finish the meal. That was provided that no one touched him anyways.
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