{A Reluctant Partnership} The Demon's Revenge .::]Apollo & Arty[::.

At Abbadon's description, Kumiko let out a little laugh.
'Well, that sounds like just my sort of place,' she smirked. 'If you so desired, I'm sure I could help you a little with putting them back into use.' She watched his barely restrained quiver with amusement as she took another sip from her cup. At the demon's mention of retiring, Kumiko gave another brief smirk, before pausing and tilting her head back a little. She could go without rest indefinitely, but the longer she went without the weaker she would get. While it was quite a slow process, she did notice the difference in her powers and she had to be due a rest by now.
'Thank you, I'll take my pick,' she informed Abbadon with a sweet smile as he set down his cup. She remained still as he left, then finished her drink in sips- she could take her time, it wasn't like either of them were aging. All the same, she was sure the other demon would be getting a little impatient and so she finished off the brew in one long draught before standing and placing her cup next to Abbadon's. Kumiko them proceeded to reach round to the back of her dress and began to undo the line of small buttons which held it on her body. Having undone them, she slipped out of the dress and laid it across a chair. She then looked down at her body in satisfaction- she was wearing a thin and fitted silk petticoat, which ended at a high point on her thighs and a low one on her chest. It displayed her slim yet well adorned figure very well, and like this she sashayed into Abbadon's room and leant casually against the wall as she firmly shut the door behind her with a flick of her wrist.
'I hope I've come to the right place,' she remarked, her voice a little husky with anticipation as she became impatient herself.

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Abaddon wasn't certain that she would follow him. In fact, he wondered if she was truly even interested, or just toying with him. He didn't have a lot of experience with demonesses, especially kitsune, but he assumed they were as cunning and sly, if not more so, than himself. Therefore he was incredibly pleased when he heard the soft sound of the woman's footsteps behind him, then the quiet click of a door shutting. He smirked at her words, noting the soft gravelly undertones than now etched her voice, but didn't turn around. Not yet.
"Dependsss on what you mean by right," he replied, letting his slight hiss decorate his words. He let his tail drift around lazily as he casually glanced over his shoulder, but had to use all of his self-will to not lose his posture at the sight of her. She had undressed already, as he himself had done. Apparently, her mind was exactly where his was. This thought made his adreneline start pumping, and the lust that was already building inside of him seemed to burst in a moment. He whirled around and quietly stalked up to her, wings slightly loose behind him to almost give him the appearance of a fallen god. When he was barely two feet away, he stopped, and tilted his head, as if asking for permission to continue. He was about a head taller than her, but it didn't make her seem any less powerful, or alluring. He slowly dipped his head forward and finally touched those blood-red lips to his own. The taste was explosive, much more satisfying than any mere mortal's touch. It was full of fire, and life, and blood and death, and it was just... so... delicious...
He began to trace his way down to the soft flesh underneath her chin, being careful not to let his sharp teeth break the skin (at least not yet) and release the ruby liquid bubbling underneath. As he did so, he somehow led them closer to the bed, slowly but steadily, until they were practically on top of it, filled with bloodlust and desire...

Kumiko's hair had already been copper, and it morphed to more of a red as he looked back at her. She examined his bare body, lips parted slightly in anticipation as she confirmed that he had already undressed.
'I think I would say that I have come to the right place,' she murmured, standing straight and no longer touching the wall as she watched the tense muscles on his back. When he spun on the spot and moved over to her in a few long strides, she gave a brief smile with her teeth showing as her hair darkened further to a bloody colour. As he paused, she took a small step closer and extended an arm to trace the powerful curve of his wings, the surface leathery and warm and her eyes staying on his face as his gaze dropped to her curved mouth. As he bent down, she tilted her head back to meet his lips, the white tips of her now-deeply coloured hair falling back past her shoulders and brushing against her back. The flavour as he kissed her was exquisite, the demon already proving far more exciting for her than any mortal. As his mouth trailed down to her neck, she moved closer in to him and dropped her head back further to allow him easier access to the tender skin there. She wiling followed him to the bed, pushing him down onto it and then kneeling on the edge of the large piece of furniture, inbetween the demon's legs. She took the hem of her petticoat and slowly pulled it up over her head, shimmying out of the silky garment elegantly before dropping it on the floor and bending back down to touch her lips to the demon's once more.

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Ebyni woke the following morning feeling refreshed and clear-headed. The sun was just rising over the horizon, the sky was clear, and her garden would be ready to harvest, if all was right. She sat up and yawned, then stretched her arms above her head, blinking her silvery eyes until the sleepiness had left them. She dressed in a short black leather robe and draped a few silver necklaces over her neck, nothing fancy, as she had no one to impress. Well, no one but Paphos, but he was a dragon. A few brushes of her silver-white hair and a wash of her night-colored face later, she went out into the hall only to be hit with the realization that she was no longer alone in the house. The airy emotions left her, to be replaced by frustration and bitterness. Ugh. That stupid Avian. Had to come and ruin her perfect week with that stupid sword of his, and those ridiculously powerful demons that were certain to be on their track again at some point... She sighed. Well, she had already come this far. She might as well get as much information about the sword as she could, as long as she could stand having Leuan around.

She didn't see him up yet as she wandered down to her dining room, and so prepared her usual breakfast, a bowl of fresh fruit and some tea, along with a few strips of cooked rabbit meat that Paphos had caught the other day. She ate in silence, pondering how to greet the man, as it was obviously unavoidable. She supposed she should try to be as bearable as possible, to make things less painful, but he had such a way of getting under her skin... She shivered. She didn't have very much experience with men, especially men like him. Stubborn, raging with testosterone, attracti.... Wait, what? No. He was a bull-headed idiot, and she would only put up with him as long as she absolutely had to.

Once finished with the meal, and with still no sign from the Avian, she went outside and began to tend to the garden that surrounded her house, murmuring spells under her breath to kill weeds and urge the plants to grow larger and stronger. They were already doing beautifully, much better than any normal human garden plants, because of the help of her magik. She felt (and looked) at home in the garden, her own dark skin making her nearly invisible amongst the shadows of her unnaturally large plants. If not for the shimmer of her hair and the animalistic white glow of her eyes, she could be completely camouflaged.

Paphos, on the other hand, stood out quite visibly no matter where he went. Though his skin was dark, the glowing green designs gave away his presence immediately. Besides, Ebyni rarely even let him into the garden, as he had a tendency to melt her plants with a single touch of his head. Today he sat quietly nearby as she worked, preparing for their visitor to arrive. What he would do once he did appear, he wasn't certain, but he planned on making his stay as.... fun... as possible. He didn't get to interact with other men very often, and planned on doing all he could to hook Leuan up with Ebyni. It was time the woman had some action.

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The scent of warm spices, fire, and a bit of sweet hellish toxicity woke Abaddon that morning, and as he opened his eyes he found himself tangled with the bedsheets and a beautiful woman. The night before had been... Explosive, to say the least. It had been like nothing he had ever felt before, more than any pitiful human woman could ever endure, let alone ignite. The very volcano had seemed to churn along with their emotions, more than likely terrifying the civilians of the city below. Pathetic mortals...
As he gained more of his senses, he reached over and brushed aside a lock of dark crimson hair from the kitsune's face, relishing the touch of her perfectly smooth skin. He knew she wasn't asleep. He ached to start again what they had been doing the night before, but knew that there were more urgent matters at hand. "Good morning," he murmured in a low, seductive growl, kissing along the demoness's collarbone. "There is killing and chaos to be done today." Mostly, the killing of those two lucky mortals that had escaped his grasp yesterday, and the chaos of the city and all the civilization within it. Yes, today would be perfect, especially with this beautiful, enchanting woman by his side.

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Leuan was woken by a loud thump on the window to the room he was sleeping in. He jumped up, looking around in confusion for a second as he remembered that he was at Ebyni's castle. He sighed and continued to search for the source of the mysterious noise, finding it when he looked at his windowsill. A small, dazed-looking bird was slumped there, evidently having flown into the window. Leu assumed Ebyni's wards didn't affect it, seeing as it wasn't turned away, and so it had obviously seen the castle and not realised there was a glass pane in its way.
'Stupid bloody thing,' muttered Leuan darkly as he opened the window and retrieved the animal. It didn't seem permanently damaged, so he placed it back on the windowledge so that it could fly away once recovered.

His bad mood continued as he pulled on the same pair of trousers as yesterday and stalked downstairs. He could tell that it was going to be an awful day, what with the elf and the demons, not to mention the dragon... He sighed heavily and made an attempt at straightening his hair, but soon left it and instead meticulously put his wing feathers in order. Having sorted this, he drifted out of his room and vaguely searched the castle for Ebyni- while he had absolutely no wish to see her, he didn't really know what to do other than ask her where things were in the huge building.

He didn't venture far into the castle, not wanting to get lost, but mostly stuck to his route from the night before. He stopped by the entrance to the building for a moment, thinking over what to do, and decided to stretch his wings- it was always a good activity for him. He jogged a little way outside to a large open space and spread the dark canopy wide, eighteen feet of muscle, sinew, bone and predominantly glossy and sleek feathers. Their size made it more difficult to take off, but they gave more power in the air and it was that which let Leuan carry things as heavy as other people while airborne. After several sweeps of his wings, the avian leapt into the air and continued to beat his extra two limbs as he gained altitude. Once he was high enough to easily clear the castle, he began to make large circles over it. As he flew he noticed the elf and the dragon in the leafy garden below, but he put off the meeting and continued to fly, though now in smaller circles and keeping close to the garden.

Kumiko flipped her eyes open as she felt movement beside her, swiftly rolling onto her front and propping herself up on her elbows as she felt his hand leave her face.
'And to you too,' she replied, lips curving slightly. 'That sounds like an excellent plan to me.' As his lips pressed repeatedly down along her clavicle, she let her eyes pass along his lean body once more. The previous night had been her best for many years; she could see herself continuing to travel with this demon for at least a little longer. Now though, she reached down and pulled his face up to examine it.
'You're so attractive when you're thinking about killing people,' she purred, moving forwards a little on the bed so that she could plant a few light kisses on his mouth. That done, she rolled over once more and stood. Her hair was returning to a calmer copper, flecked with red, now that she had removed herself from the bed.
'We have work to do, yes,' she agreed, searching the floor for her petticoat.

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Ebyni saw the winged shadow pass over the ground before she noticed Leuan. She looked up, and there he was, flying overhead for who-knew-what reason. Maybe just to prove himself? Whatever. "Why don't you come down and make use of yourself?" she called up to him as he flew closer to her. "Instead of flying around like a lost goose." She let herself chuckle. A new nickname. She liked it. She turned back to her work, making a point not to look at him to see if he was landing. She was going to make him pay for her help, one way or another. Speaking of him staying, she wondered where the sword was. She should check on it, to make sure it wasn't leaking magic again....

She suddenly jolted upright. A surge of magic had come from somewhere, and for a moment she thought it was the sword, breaking her containment spell. But no, this was different, more.... Animalistic. She looked around the area until a yellow gleam caught her eye. With a stifled groan, she realized what it was. A Dracosphinx, one of the rare but most aggressive magical beasts in the area. They never really attacked the town, as it was too populated for its taste, but she had had a couple run-ins with the nasty creatures, and never came away completely unscathed. It was as large as a small rhinoceros, with golf and silver fur as thick and bristly as wire, including the huge mane that spread out around its neck. Its body was like that of a lion, but the feet were draconic and clawed, as well as the tail, which ended in a wicked, poisonous barb. Its head was a mixture of both, with scales for protection, and teeth more sharp than any normal lion's. It's monsterous eyes were bright orange and narrowed, locked in on its prey - Ebyni. Unfortunately, the wards that protected her home against humans were ineffective against animals. Especially the magical ones. In fact, they seemed to be attracted to it, if past experience meant anything.

Muttering curses as it crept closer, she reached to a nearby plant. It wouldn't do much harm, but it should at least provide her with enough time to muster up a spell or two. Paphos could help, too, but his small body was no match for the monster's, even if he was a courageous fighter. There was Leuan, too, but he hardly knew how to carry a weapon, it seemed, let alone use one. When it crouched, the grabbed the potted plant and tossed it at the creature. It was a large, vine-growing plant, with stems as thick as a good-sized snake. It hit the creature and latched on, tangling its legs with the many twisting vines. It wouldn't last long, though. "Paphos!" Ebyni called, but he had certainly already seen it. She grabbed her small knife in her side pocket and began muttering, until a small black sphere of energy was created at the tip of the blade. She threw it at the Dracosphinx, and it lodged into its shoulder with a dull thunk. The beast roared, but seemed to be more angry than hurt. Once it finally broke loose from the plant, it began to slink forward again, with a slight limp. Ebyni took a few steps back, then began murmuring again. This was going to be rough.

Paphos leapt to his feet. He was about a third the size of the beast, but he wasn't about to let Ebyni get slaughtered. With a piercing whistle-y cry, he charged, then jumped on top of the monster, not paying attention to the sharp bristles that scratched at his skin. He began to spit on the creature, causing its fur to sizzle and hiss, but the skin was hard to penetrate beneath the thick cover. He tried to bite it, but the fur was simply too thick. It roared again, then flung Paphos from its back, sending him into the trunk of a nearby tree. He hit it head-on with a loud clunk, then dropped halfway senseless to the ground. It would take him a few moments to regain his wits, and by that time it would be too late...

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Abaddon grinned into the kisses, but gave no more than she offered, instead brushing a hand one last time through her hair before also getting out of bed and grabbing a nearby pair of trousers. "I'm glad you think so, love. I happen to think about it a lot." He smirked, turning back towards her. He wasn't going to admit it, but he felt rather weak today, a side effect, he had realized, from being in forced slumber for so long; he could only do so much at a time, before he was back in full power. He wondered if trying to go after the sword would be the best plan for the day. He still couldn't feel any trace of magic... That night elf must have some nasty tricks up her sleeve.

"You know..." he paused, thinking for a moment. "I never did show you around. The sword can wait. Perhaps you could have fun with some of my... Toys. I don't have any live playthings at the moment, but that can be easily changed." He watched her expression carefully to see if there was any sign that she detected his weakness. He was still powerful, yes, but he needed recharging, and the night before had been less than restful. Passionate and delicious, yes, but draining. Mortals were nothing compared to the fire that the kitsune had in bed.

He sauntered out into the kitchen and found some more of the blood-red liquid to drink. He ate a few pieces of dried meat as well, more out of habit than actual hunger. Maybe it would help replenish his energy, too. "Are you hungry?" he asked Kumiko. He wondered what she ate... She was dainty enough to seem almost like a vegetarian, if not for her bloodthirsty nature. He offered her another glass of the nameless crimson liquid. "And just so you know, clothes are optional in this house." He gave her a sly, devious wink, and took another sip.

When Ebyni called up to him, Leuan sighed and began to glide down as slowly as he was able. While he really didn’t want to, he figured that he had to repay her for her help... And once he’d done that, he could hopefully get rid of her. He moodily dropped to the floor and gave Ebyni an unamused glare.
‘Geese have excellent senses of direction, as do most birds, for migration. They don’t get lost.’ He didn’t bother to comment on the difference between himself and a goose, guessing that it wouldn’t do any good. ‘So, what’re you going to try to make me d-‘ The avian’s last word was cut off short as Ebyni straightened suddenly. He frowned, trying to locate the cause, before following her gaze to see the creature which stood glaring at them. Leuan had no idea what the creature was, but he had seen things which could have been one from above before now and had always been glad that he wasn’t on the ground with them.

Now, he took an alarmed step back. Judging by Ebyni’s reaction the animal was as dangerous as it looked- or more so, given how self-confident the elf tended to be. He didn’t act for a time while the blue woman ran around with plants, and then let out energy from her dagger. Then the dragon appeared... And the huge creature threw Paphos off like a rag doll. Leuan cursed- evidently neither of the others were saving them. He wasn’t entirely sure how to either, until he remembered the insanely powerful sword which was still hung on his belt. The avian still didn’t exactly have high experience using the weapon, but he thought that he could at least do some damage to the creature and make a difference to the fight.

Leuan once more lifted into the air, wanting to take the advantage that he'd get by being out of the monster's reach. Once hovering a few metres above the creature, he awkwardly drew the sword and pointed it at his opponent. What emotions to ball up now...? While he didn't like to admit it, fear was quite probably one. Still festering anger at the demons, and the thought of that body with its long and slender blue legs all mangled didn't exactly make him happy... What? No, scrap that one. All the same, Leuan had plenty of negative thoughts in his head right now and it was those that he composed into the pulsing green ball of energy which he fired at the animal below.

Listening with interest to Abbadon's words, Kumiko tweaked her petticoat from the floor half-under the bed where she had discovered it. The demon didn't exactly sound keen to go after the sword... But it made no difference when they left, it would still be easily possible to retrieve the weapon, and the thought of his 'toys' was certainly an entertainting one. No doubt having something living to tease a little would be even more amusing, and Abbadon certainly wouldn't have any moral or qualms about what they were doing. Mortals were below them, it was simple.
'That definitely sounds like a good activity to me,' she replied as she slid the silky scrap of carefully tailored fabric over her head and twitched it down so that it reached her thighs. Kumiko followed the male demon into the kitchen, her feet treading lightly on the ground and producing next to no noise.

The kitsune leant against a counter, eyes sliding over her discarded dress from the previous day without pause as they scanned their surroundings. When Abbadon offered her the meat, she smirked and plucked a piece from the tray.
'No, I'm not hungry,' she told him. 'But thank you anyway.' She nibbled at the meat, grasping one fibre of the animal's muscle between her teeth and pulling it away in a long, thin strip. She didn't really need food, more just time to recharge as she naturally sapped energy from her surroundings. She accepted the glass of crimson brew with a smile at Abbadon and sipped from it as she had last night, savouring the unique flavour on her tongue before she swallowed.

At his comment on clothing, Kumiko laughed lightly.
'I assumed as much. I'm not sure that this would count as clothing... But if it's optional anyway, it doesn't matter whether you consider it clothing or not.' She hadn't been planning on putting her dress on again- it was impractical, she had only picked it up because there hadn't been any better clothes in the area she had been visiting. If they leftto find some animal to play with, she could find something a little better to wear.

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Ebyni was just about to go so low as to ask Leuan for help with that bloody sword when he leaped into the action without warning. She had noticed how hesitantly he had joined the fray, though, after letting poor Paphos get hurt without assistance. She wanted to check to make sure the dragon was okay, but even as she watched, he managed to stagger to his feet and shake his head, trying to clear his vision. The acid continued to sizzle on the dracosphinx, and some drops even managed to finally get through the fur, where they began to smoke and burn. The beast roared in pain, but continued its forward advance.

That was, until Leuan got to it. Ebyni was preparing to dive deep into her magical reserves to summon something to battle the beast, perhaps even an actual demon or spirit (which would have more than likely knocked her unconscious from the energy needed; she also wasn't too keen on summoning one after their previous encounter, and she actually hadn't had the chance or complete knowledge yet to try such things). Thankfully, she didn't need to worry about trying such a dangerous spell. Leuan awkwardly grabbed his sword, which she found less than awe-inspiring, as he darted towards the creature. She wondered if maybe she should try something else, since he looked totally clueless about what to do, but he managed to pour his emotions into the sword, she assumed, and release it in the form of a bright green ball of energy. She blinked. How had he been able to do that? The energy hit the unprepared dracosphinx in the chest, ripping the fur and skin right off its entire front. It let out a scream so intense that Ebyni cried out and fell to her knees with her hands against her sensitive ears in pain. She felt so useless! Even as the creature wobbled to the ground and started its death throes, she was dreading how much that bloody featherbag was going to brag and boast later.

As the creatures cries slowly got weaker, she struggled to stand and sluggishly wandered over to it. It was far from being able to cause any more damage, so she ripped her dagger from its shoulder, then backed off a few paces and wiped of the gore-stained blade. "Well," she said, grimacing. "That was.... Unusual." She gave Leuan one grudging look before changing her gaze elsewhere and muttering,"Thanks." It was all her pride would allow, and even then, that was almost too much. She then sheathed the blade like nothing had happened, and put her hands on her hips. "Well, now that that's over with, I was just about to go into town to get some supplies. I can't very well leave you alone here, but we can't take the blade out of the protection of my wards, so you'll have to leave it here. Paphos will guard it while we're gone." What she didn't mention was that, with Paphos around, Leuan wouldn't really be alone if he stayed here, but she didn't want to give the silly dragon the chance to try push... Whatever it was he was trying to accomplish between she and the irritating avian. She swore, that dragon tried to hook Ebyni up with anything that moved. She didn't want to have anyone but herself. Especially not this horrid, vain, selfish, hunky.... Wait, what? No, that couldn't be right. So alright, he was rather fit, and he didn't wear a shirt, but that didn't make him attractive. Whatever. She shook her head and added,"I need to practice some more protective spells now that we need to keep hidden, and my stocks are running low. I wouldn't leave the sword alone unless I had to." She wondered if he thought she was trying to rob him. She wouldn't be surprised.

Paphos finally managed to gather his wits, and padded over to the two just as Ebyni finished talking. "Ye aren't over heere makin' out over yer victory veethout me, are ye?" He grinned his usual proud grin. He nudged the still-smoking dracosphinx, which growled, but it was nearly gone and too weak to do anything more. "Eck, that's nasty. But ye both make a great teem, Aye think. Eef only Aye had been more prepared, Aye could've taken eet meself." Not realizing that he was doing more harm than good, he positioned himself into a sort of C shape around Leuan and Ebyni, forcing them closer together. "See, ve could all be one happy, ass-kicking family!"

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"Mm." Abaddon let out an intrigued noise and watched the kitsune for a moment while she ate, before turning to his own glass and finishing the last of it. He tossed the glass away and whirled back around to Kumiko. "So, you have your choice of torture chambers. Eternal flames, spiked walls, poison gas, personal torture by hand... Nearly anything your heart could desire." He let his gaze drift lazily over her as he spoke, drinking in her delicious form. "Of course, I'm sure you have ideas in mind asss well." He lifted his eyebrows in mock surprise and covered his mouth, as though to block the hiss that had appeared in his words. "Excuse me. The thought of finally hearing human screams and seeing their agony after so long is making me a bit.... Well, excited." He sounded far from apologetic, though. He motioned to her to follow him, then led her towards one of the numerous tunnels leading from the main room. "If you see anything that you want to get a closer look at, darling, just let me know." They passed rooms filled completely with lava, weaponry, and even one that looked suspiciously like it was filled with monstrous dead spiders. The last places on earth any mortal would want to be.

Leuan made a face at the monster's death scream, quickly beating his wings to fly away with his hands clapped over his ringing ears. Apparently it had affected Ebyni worse than him though, as she let out her own cry of pain. He flew back down to her, peering down at the half-destroyed corpse he had left below, and blinking in slight surprise as it moved. Well, he hadn't actually watched it fall to the ground, but he was surprised it was still kicking after that blow. Not that it was up to much kicking... Or anything really. As Ebyni removed her knife from the beast, Leuan alighted on the ground and walked over to her, wings still spread as he enjoyed the breeze which ruffled his feathers. He grinned as she thanked him, his instinctive behaviour around women kicking in.
'Hey, it's the least I could do for a girl like you, hon-' He cut himself off short, furious. What was he on about? Maybe she had a pretty nice figure, but he hardly got on with her and she was not exactly suggestive. He'd rather go out with the dragon. Or... Thinking about that acid burning through the fur, maybe not. All the same, Ebyni certainly wasn't his type. He got the feel that she would be after a commited relationship if she wanted one at all, which he doubted, being such a social recluse.

But now, she wanted him to leave the sword behind while she went out shopping? 'Whoah, hold on a moment!' he spluttered. 'You think I'm going to leave the sword behind so I can get massacred by the demons as soon as I leave? That doesn't sound like a good plan to me.' He sighed as she continued to talk, pushing his hair back from his face with one hand. 'Fine. If you want to go and buy candles and chalk for a pentacle or whatever, we can. But if anything happens, then it's you who's going to take the damage. Okay?' At least he'd be able to escape further assault from Paphos.

Speaking of which, the dragon now approached them and began to babble. Leuan looked vaguely horrified at his jokes of he and Ebyni being a couple.
'Trust me, if I wanted to make out with somebody then I could get someone a lot better than her. I'd be surprised if she's ever kissed anything except the back of her hand.' As the creature continued to natter on, the avian rolled his eyes. 'I'm sure. Look, the sword's the only thing that saved us and seeing as I'm the only one who can use I think you'd both do well to-argh!' He turned his face away as he was smushed against Ebyni, for once not pleased to be close to a woman. 'Get off!' he gasped, hardly able to breathe. 'If I kick any ass, it'll be on my own!' He ducked out of the crushing hold, took a deep breath and checked his wings for damage as he added,
'And if I want a family, then I know where to find mine, thanks.' He looked up, satisfied that his extra limbs were unharmed, and gave both Ebyni and Paphos a glare.

As Abbadon spoke to her, Kumiko continued to slowly drink from her glass and listened intently. All of the activities he described sounded like excellent uses of her time- though there was plenty of it, there was no reason to waste it. She watched the demon’s face as his eyes slid down her body, smirking slightly. Whether mortal or not, all males shared some attributes. At his words, she let out a small laugh.
‘Oh, I have endless ideas for inflicting pain. However, your facilities certainly sound like good places to start.’ She paused for a moment before adding, ‘There’s no need to worry about your voice. It just reminds me of your... more unusual aspects. And your excitement is somewhat contagious, I have to say.’ And so it was. Somehow, the thought of torturing some pathetic little human with another of her own status was so much more appealing than doing it by herself- not that she didn’t enjoy that too. She definitely enjoyed the company of this demon... It didn’t matter how long for, either. Immortals tended not to be the sort for commitment... It could get very tedious, spending an eternity doing one thing.

As they toured Abbadon’s abode, she took in all the sights around her with great interest. All of these rooms could definitely be put to great use. Just the thought of the screams which would echo out from this place in the near future was pleasurable. Yes... Sometimes just her hands were not enough to cause the most pain, the loudest scream. Perhaps if they found a particularly amusing subject then they could be kept for a time, to be reused. Kumiko paused outside the door of a room which contained some implements which were extremely familiar to her. Lethally sharp knives, of different shapes- some curved, others straight, and so on. Various chemicals and potions, too, some of which were designed to stop bleeding. ‘I don’t remember the last time I skinned something alive.’ The kitsune’s words were accompanied by a smile full of sadistic pleasure. ‘That is something I would certainly enjoy.’ She glanced over at the other demon as she began to walk along the passage again.

Ooc: Erm, had a bit of block on what Leu was going to say there, sorry :/

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Ebyni caught Leuan's nearly finished sentence, and raised an eyebrow in suspicion and even a little amusement. "Forgive me if I'm wrong, but did you almost call me 'honey'?" The thought was ridiculous, and it even brought an amused smirk to her face. "Well then, dear, if you could be so kind as to sheath the stupid sword and find someplace to hide it, perhaps in the garden so Paphos can watch over it, then we could go get supplies to further protect it." She figured as long as they left it at her home, they could leave the safety of her magical borders without alerting the demons to their presence. As far as she was aware, it was the only thing that attracted the demon. At least, she hoped that Leuan didn't have it too. She thought about it a moment, then decided that she better put a temporary defensive spell around him for the journey, just in case. Without saying anything, she plucked a few blades of a nearby plant, the color of cooked eggplant, and, muttering, tossed it around his feet. With a slight hiss of smoke, the spell was complete. "In case you're letting off any magical scent that the demons could sense," she explained flatly. "While I of course find your presence less than enjoyable, I do still need you to study your so-called magical weapon." Further words were impossible to say as Paphos came into the scene. While she was obviously happy that he seemed unharmed, she was not so pleased to hear what he was saying. She scowled at him darkly. "How dare you suggest such a disgusting thing?" she growled, taking a step away from Leuan so as not to further encourage the dragon's ramblings. "We were merely making sure that the drac-" She yelped as Paphos came near and practically shoved them together, bringing her uncomfortably close to Leuan's bare chest. "Gerroff!" she mumbled against his torso, managing to position her hands between them and push away. "Paphos, you bloody idiot," she hissed, knocking him away. "Can't you see this is hard enough already, without you making it worse?" She didn't mean to sound cruel, but she was nearly at her breaking point. She managed to take a deep breath and calm her nerves enough to lower her voice. "If you could be so kind as to get rid of that beast's body, I would be grateful," she told him, keeping her eyes off of Leuan and his stupid muscles and stupid shirtlessness.

Fortunately, Paphos wasn't one to take offense to nearly anything, so he was only mildly surprised at the venom in Ebyni's voice as she pushed him away. "Veell, alreeght, eef ye're so insistent on not bein' together, then Aye suppose there's not a lot Aye can do about eet." He wiggled his eyebrows, though, and promised himself he wouldn't stop. Another thing about Paphos... He was extremely stubborn, and would not stop trying something until he succeeded. He only took this as another challenge as he disposed of the dracosphinx's body out in the woods, where the creatures of the forest, the insects and the parasites and scavengers, could do their job. When he returned, he wandered back to the garden to see if Ebyni had succeeded in persuading Leuan to leave the sword behind and hide it in the plants. He only hoped that she wouldn't let him stumble into anything nasty (as she had a lot of nasty things in her garden).

Once Paphos had dragged the creature into the forest, Ebyni went back inside and grabbed her provisions for going to the city. She also performed a spell around herself that made her appear like a human, with dark, tan skin, blue eyes, and black hair. Her figure and features were about the same, except for her now shortened eartips, which still made her appear exotic, but not totally abnormal. She hated disguising herself, but night elves were not particularly welcome in the city, and she would most likely be chased out before she could buy anything if she went in au natural. She slung her pack over her shoulder and walked back outside, hoping that Leuan had listened to her, and even half-hoping that he had managed to get stuck in something nasty. Perhaps he had managed to stumble into her thorn patch or hallucination bush... That would make for a good show, but then she'd have to fix him... Maybe it would've been best if she had helped him hide the sword. Oh well, it was too late now. She walked to the edge of her garden and paused, waiting to either see him or hear his scream.

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"Ssskinning something alive is definitely an option," Abaddon replied, pausing before a doorway that led to a pitch-black room. "A very sexy option, I must say," he added, grinning at her. "Perhaps later we could go down to the city and pluck a few pathetic mortals from their homes... Yes, that sounds pleasurable," he nodded. "It's always a bit of a challenge to get them away without anyone noticing, but there is definitely some fun in the chase." His fingers itched already to wrap around a human throat.

Before he could say anything else, he felt a tickle in the back of his mind, and turned, frowning. He wasn't sure what it was, and he couldn't trace it, but he had the feeling like it was something he should keep track of. The sword being taken was still fresh in his mind, and he wanted to make sure he didn't miss when its aura returned, as it was bound to soon enough, when its protective borders became useless as the power within the sword became too much to contain. "Perhaps... Now would be the time to go," he said, whirling around back to Kumiko. "I'm sure you wouldn't mind having a little fun, mm? There isn't any better way to spend our time waiting for that pathetic avian to lose control over his weapon than listening to human pain..." He didn't mention the tickle in his mind, or that he had the odd feeling that the avian and elf were on the move.

‘Honey?’ Leuan snorted, his face now rearranged into an appropriate expression. ‘If I was calling anyone honey then you can rest assured it wouldn’t be you, Inky.’ He sheathed the sword as she suggested, firmly reminding himself that he would have done it without her anyway and wasn’t following her commands, before pausing and looking around for a place that he thought would hide the weapon well. As Ebyni moved towards him, some strange herb in her hand, he instinctively tensed. He twitched uneasily as the elf set the spell on him, some instinct he’d never known he had telling him that it couldn’t be a good thing. At her words, he rolled his eyes.
‘So-called magical weapon? What do you think it is, some trick with lights?’ Somewhat sulkily, he resumed looking around for a good place to hide the sword.

After they had both been released, Leuan gave a huff and strode away, looking for somewhere to stow the sword. He was sure that the elf had some nasty things growing in her garden- there was more than one plant that seemed to have an unnecessary number of spikes, or some other attribute that deemed it as suspicious in his eyes. Eventually he knelt by a thick patch of flowers, many of which he recognised from gathering them in the forest as a gift to a girl. He pulled several of the large blossoms apart and nestled the sword in-between their stems. Once he had pulled the flower heads back over the top of the blade, it was scarcely visible. He fixed a few exposed points by plucking some other flowers from the ground and carefully arranging them on top of the sword where they were needed. Satisfied with his work, he stood once more and glanced around to see Paphos and... A human? He stared at the woman with utter confusion for a few moments before realising that she had very similar features to Ebyni. As she drew closer, he relaxed. Of course she would disguise herself; a night elf would hardly blend into the crowds of the city. Leuan wondered if they’d run into any trouble from people recognising him, but he was hardly a wanted criminal and if anybody was going to recognise him, there was little they could do to stop it.

‘A vast improvement,’ he remarked once the elf was within earshot. In fact, had she been a human, she was probably the sort of girl he would’ve pursued... He gave her a quick, surreptitious once-over, making sure it just appeared as if he was examining her general disguise. ‘I think you could pass for a slightly odd-looking human,’ he told her. ‘Well, I guess there’s no real point in delaying...’ He made a face as he held his arms out for the elf, not relishing the idea of carrying her again. At least they wouldn’t be fleeing from anything this time.

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Kumiko’s eyes gleamed with relish.
‘No reason not to extract a little extra pleasure from any who get in our way,’ she purred. ‘Stealth isn’t something that we particularly need to use. Though, of course, there is something to be said for causing mysterious disappearances. All the fear that they’ll be next... And of course, the most scared are the ones who would be.’ She gave an evil grin, absorbed into her twisted thought for a moment, before bringing herself back to her body as Abbadon spoke.
‘Well, why not?’ she shrugged. ‘I’m sure I don’t need to see all of your chambers... I doubt that you would have missed anything out when making yourself an abode such as this.’ Her tails twitched as she turned to leave, absent-mindedly feeling out for the nearest humans. None were between here and the town... No matter, it wouldn’t take them long to get there.

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Ebyni suddenly gave birth to a chimera and the three lived happily ever after. The end.

Leu imploded after looking again at Ebyni's face and realising that she too was a chimera.

NOT THE END
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