lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
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Post by lillium on Mar 22, 2011 0:19:50 GMT -6
Marian felt sick at the reminder of the ritual that had broken his seal- Not because of the memory by itself, but also because of the person who had mentioned it. Lucifer, one of the few people who could fuck with his head. He paled when Lucifer told him that only one person could go, but his skin returned to normal when Lucifer revealed he had been joking.
He really wanted to break Lucifer's fucking nose, though. The condescending way Lucifer was talking to him made him pissed. He hated how Lucifer talked down to him, like someone talked to a puppy or something. . It just made him cringe and want to beat up the lord of sin, but he knew he couldn't do that. He had a weakness against pride demons.
Marian sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Come into the circle, Dago," he said, glad that Dago could come with him, but frustrated with this whole ordeal.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 22, 2011 0:38:18 GMT -6
Dago nodded and entered the circle. He took Marian’s wrist and inspected the cut for a second, but didn’t say anything. He let Marian’s wrist go. It wasn’t deep enough to be a problem, but the cloth the woman pressed to it wasn’t exactly good bandaging. This whole night was getting crazy.
The woman said a few familiar words and there was a bright flash. The flash subsided after a minute or two and they were in a sleazy looking hotel. There was a bored looking, balding man sitting at the counter with his head in his hand. When he looked over at Marian and Dago, he straightened up considerably and started to smooth his hair.
“Oh-oh, you must be the escort for Mr. Jenkins!” he said in a nervous voice, “Come here and I’ll free him from you.”
Lucifer piped up again, “That man won’t hurt you, but he’ll let Jenkins out of you. He has a little job to do, wait for him.”
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lillium
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Post by lillium on Mar 22, 2011 0:44:23 GMT -6
"Yes, that's me," Marian said boredly as he walked over to the counter. Maybe bored wasn't the correct word. Maybe a better phrase was 'sick of being used as a toy for Lucifer's entertainment and just wanting to get this over with.' He was again grateful that Dago was the person he'd chosen for help- He didn't want anyone else in the Order to see him running around stealing jewels, being in immense pain, or basically just being given orders by the Lord of Pride.
Lucifer really did have a lot of friends in sleazy places, though, didn't he? It wasn't such a surprise, though, considering that it was Lucifer of all people. He probably regularly went to sleazy places to get laid or something. Marian doubted that many people found him attractive; he was creepy and an asshole, not attractive.
Marian really hoped that the process of getting this Jenkins guy out of him wouldn't hurt too bad, though.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 22, 2011 0:53:41 GMT -6
Dago blinked in surprised when Marian said that he was the escort for some person named Jenkins. He hoped like hell that person wasn’t him. He was still confused why they were doing this, but could only hope he was being helpful. He followed Marian, but hung back.
Lucifer didn’t ‘go get laid.’ He saw something he wanted and took it, no questions asked and less importance to the feelings of the person or thing being taken. The man behind the counter wasn’t one of Lucifer’s accomplices either, just a bystander in this whole game.
The man ducked behind the counter and reappeared pulling a rubber glove over his hand. He flexed his fingers and then lunged forward, reaching through Marian’s chest. He started ripping Jenkins from Marian, which should be possibly more painful than the possession. Dago jumped forward, thinking Marian was being attacked.
“Fuck! What are you doing?!” he cried, trying to pull his arm from Marian’s chest.
“Stop him!” Lucifer said, angrily, “Stop him or Jenkins is a part of you forever.”
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lillium
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Post by lillium on Mar 22, 2011 1:01:46 GMT -6
Marian's eyes widened and he put his hands on the counter in an attempt to steady himself. God dammit, Lucifer was a fucking sadist, probably circlejerking to this with his stupid fucking minions. He bit down on his lip again to keep himself from screaming in pain. No, he wasn't going to give Lucifer that.
He heard Lucifer yelling at him. Shit shit shit, there was no way in hell this Jenkins dude was going to be a part of Marian forever. He couldn't let that happen. He pushed Dago away from him with his magic- Not enough of the force to hurt him, but enough to push him off. He would explain to Dago later what had happened, and hopefully Dago would understand and not think he was totally selfish for running off and leaving the Order by itself for the night because he was afraid of Lucifer. That was something he didn't want Dago to think at all.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 22, 2011 1:13:17 GMT -6
Dago slid back several feet and just managed to keep himself from falling on his ass. He recognized Marian’s magic, so he assumed the man had it under control. He could only watch in horror now.
The man didn’t seem to be fazed at all by Dago trying to pull out his arm, but soon after Marian pushed him away, the man pulled out his rubber gloved hand and a wriggling soul was in his clutches. The man let the soul go and a very short and thin man with a hunched back and white hair appeared next to the counter. He looked completely unassuming and was about as harmful-looking as an annoying gnat. He looked up at Marian with a pair of yellowed eyes wide as saucers.
“Thank you, Mr. Havas,” the man said with an awkward curtsey.
He shuffled past the counter and through to the hotel. He walked straight through one of the doors.
“Now wait for him,” Lucifer reminded Marian.
Dago approached Marian cautiously and touched his shoulder, “Are you okay?”
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lillium
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Post by lillium on Mar 22, 2011 1:21:09 GMT -6
Marian took deep breaths after Jenkins got out of him, trying to regain his composure. Well, he hadn't heard laughter from the other end of the tie clip, so he could only assume he hadn't screwed up too bad or made this farce even more. . Farcicle.
". . You're welcome," Marian managed to grumble to Jenkins, wondering why the hell a pride demon was being so polite to him. Usually they were complete assholes to him and tried to make life miserable. Maybe Jenkins was just putting up a facade of being nice, and he would turn into his normal asshole self later.
Who knew?
Marian looked up at Dago and nodded. "Y-yeah, I'm fine," he said, still trying to take deep breaths to make his heart rate go back down to normal. "Sorry about that, but if you'd intervened, he would've been stuck with me forever. ." Marian figured Lucifer would allow him to at least say that much.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 22, 2011 1:32:41 GMT -6
Lucifer made a clucking sound in Marian’s head, but didn’t say anything; he really only wanted Marian to keep his involvement quiet, nothing more.
Dago pressed his hand to his face, “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t know, I thought—never mind. You should sit down.”
He thought maybe they could leave now, but didn’t want to go anywhere until Marian was at least somewhat okay. His hearing allowed him to hear Marian’s heart beating too fast. He started to take Marian by the un-injured elbow, but there was a loud snap and the sound of wood splitting. A tiny, hunched skeleton, completely stripped of everything was thrown over the counter next to Marian and Dago.
“Hm. It seems Jenkins has failed,” muttered Lucifer, “Now you’ll have to deal with it.”
There was a couple more sounds of snapping wood coming from where Jenkins’ skeleton was thrown.
“Go in there and deal with one of my more ornery children,” said Lucifer, a bit bored.
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lillium
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Post by lillium on Mar 22, 2011 1:45:09 GMT -6
Marian's eyes widened when he saw Jenkins' skull be thrown. Shit. Shit. Shit. More so when Lucifer told him to go and deal with it himself. He gulped. He couldn't do that; he was guilty of pride and therefor weak against Morning Star Children, which Marian assumed this was considering that Lucifer had called it one of his children.
He turned back to Dago, hoping that they wouldn't die from this, praying that they wouldn't die. . Well, Lucifer had told them he wouldn't send them to their deaths, but Lucifer was also a fucking liar and a cheat, so Marian wasn't quite sure he could trust him. Had he thought about it, Lucifer hadn't ever let him believe a direct lie for very long, but Marian wasn't thinking of that.
"There's a Morning Star child in there," Marian said, frowning. "And we have to 'deal with it.'" He took a deep breath and turned, and began walking to meet his fate.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 22, 2011 1:57:25 GMT -6
Dago stared at the skeleton that was thrown over the counter. He looked back up at the counter, to the balding man who didn’t seem to notice or care. He then stared at Marian when he began to speak. He grabbed Marian’s shoulder before he could get any further.
“Pride demon? The fuck?” he asked incredulously, “No, no way. If you’re fucking serious, let me go ahead of you.”
If Dago got hurt, it’d be a lot less trouble for him to heal than if Marian got hurt. If this was any other type of demon, Dago would let Marian handle it, but Dago wasn’t stupid enough to forget Marian’s sin anymore than his own.
There was a bit of giggling in Marian’s head for a moment, but it quieted down quickly.
“So self-sacrificial, why would he be like that, hmmm?” Lucifer asked, doing his best to seem like he was starting to understand something.
There wasn’t anymore time to think about this because a larger-than-normal Morning Star child burst through the remains of the wood door. Its hulking shoulder warped over into a hole in its bone structure and its head was melded with the other. It was breathing heavily and seemed panicked. It suddenly charged and leapt over the counter.
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