thebearerofyamato:

        I return only briefly to see a certain weapon tilting me as ‘weird’ 

                    first of all, how dare you.

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Uh… I called that blonde guy weird too!”}

cruelpunchline:

_{▃▄▅▆ ∶ —— “All O’ ya seem like a whole buncha scaredy cats ta’ me! I mean, ya look and ya stare but ya don’t say nothin’!”}

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Oh, it’s the break in artist, an’ who you calling a scaredy cat? I’m not that easy to freak out, cirque du thief.”}

shitoyami:

            — Seeing him being beaten, kicked, and punched to death wasn’t the problem. It was the problem of her losing him, of her not going to be able to tell him. She wouldn’t see him again after he died. She wished she wasn’t immortal, that she was being beaten up right besides him. Then, they’d both be able to die together.

               Eventually, she would break. She would burst into tears, the mental mauling she was giving herself too little of a method to hold herself back from doing so anymore. 

               She only continued to watch, knowing their patience was beginning to wear thin. Never once did she stop struggling to break free of the bonds that held her in place. She kicked, yelled in Celtic, and even called one of them an insult in the same language. It wasn’t like they could understand her, so it was fair game.

                Yet, as they hit him with a wood plank, something inside of her snapped in half. If she didn’t shout, or do something to divert away attention from him, he was going to die. She wasn’t going to let him. A pain in her chest hit her, and she yelled the first thing that came onto her mind. 

                          “Just fucking stop already! I am Death!”

<sup>█⊰⚔⊱██ Seemed that caused a pause in their little attempt on the greaves, the greaves of course didn’t bother to take that the wrong way. She’s… Death? He didn’t expect that of her and honestly he felt like he’s going to be suffering through another concussion by his current situation. Too many blows to his poor skull, vision blurred, and he’s not quite getting on his feet as easily as he would have liked. Shit, this hurt… he felt like he’s going to need a bathtub full of ice or a few drinks knowing his luck. Nice as it would be to take a vital star, they aren’t exactly a miracle solution when the damage is this bad. If he survived this, his family is going to skin him alive for going as far as to put himself this much at risk. For someone that’s Death of all things, him being the one to come out of this hurt when his pain filled breathes became a little noticeable.

               She probably would kill him too, he went so far only to wind up getting himself killed almost. Fuck, he really needed to start picking his battles better than just sitting around and doing whatever sort of reckless thought came to mind. This is going to give people a heart attack if they found out he got himself this beaten down over a girl.

               Shit, now would be a good time to stop them, even as he noticed one was starting to make their way towards her. Okay, now she came clean, he had to also with a flash of red hitting where he was knelt down at. Someone went flying with a scream, the guy with the plank this time hitting the floor before he hit his partner hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Two down, one to go he guessed.

              The last one standing, seemed to have picked then to wise up and run, calling them monsters and it only served to make him frown. It’s stupid, they weren’t monsters for being what they are in his mind, they were just different. If anything these guys were the monsters, the way they treated them and everything is enough to make him sick to his stomach before he limped toward her.

              His ass kicking can wait until he recovered or so he thought of it, she’d get her chance with the rest of his family whenever they damn well wish it after he recovered. That’s all that he can truthfully go with knowing they would be worried sick too.</sup>

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “I wonder if she even knows that I’m not really human…”}

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “So… why is there a guy being an asshole towards someone?”}

<sup>█⊰⚔⊱██ Leave? Hell no, he isn’t about to leave whenever he was going to keep his word and stick around. Not while she’s like this, the greaves isn’t stupid as he may seem occasionally upon only bringing himself to wander closer. Unnaturally serious this time, the scent of demon blood is one thing and the human is another which only served to make him sick to his stomach that the damn thing found it necessary to go as far as to use bait. Oh no, this isn’t going to fly by his standards to leave her.

                If anything this is only going to make him stay there against her wishes, so he may as well make himself useful in some form.

                For a brief moment he left, only to come back carrying in hand a couple of trash bags to his displeasure. He would’ve called the family of the dead one, but that wouldn’t go as far as to do anything given the blame would fall on them as a whole for being all too late. The most they can do is give one a burial and destroy the carcass of the other before the stench attracted more for feeding time.

               How unusual that he’s doing this for someone he met only recently, but it is his desire to go as far as to do whatever necessary to lend a hand. He’s killed before, all of them have and he hardly seemed surprised to find out a demon had hand in it as is. “Clean up.” Is all he would say, kneeling down next to the fresh human kill to put the body in first.

               Never the way anyone should go, mauled to death.</sup>

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “You broke in here though!” That… isn’t exactly the logical response to someone breaking into their home. Wait, more like the logical response of a literal weapon, he should have charged her yet this is considerably easier to just go with human methods over his own. His master would kill him if he killed someone in here, a human especially even if they were breaking into the shop. Please leave, he’d prefer to not have to go as far as to attack.}

eleftherxa:

     “It’s a mechanical bull at number one
      You’ll take a ride from anyone
        Everyone wants a ride
          Pulls away, ooh
            From you~!”

Singing that was somewhat automatic—Pirouette knew the song by heart, and it was a personal favorite. 

     “—Ah, sorry fer interruptin’ ya.“

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ "Nah! Y'didn’t interrupt much.” Wait, why was she in here? Probably someone in need of something or other, oh well, best off not throwing someone out over wanting to sing though. Best to mind his manners and all that thing in this case.}

u-tahiime:

+polemxs, deimortis, fulminis, heartofrevolutions, joyeusxe

         ”Can I interest you in some tea while you wait for the next performer?” 

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Oh, um, sure.”}

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend, you crack the whip, shape shift, and trick the past again. I’ll send you my love, on a wire! Lift you up every time, everybody pulls away.” Singing again, jukebox seemed to be going whenever he was in the midst of cleaning up and checking nervously for insects. Nope, he isn’t having a repeat of when someone unleashed them again on the shop.}