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just two dudes doing demon things, including STABBINGS
WHO: Nox, August, and eventually spectators
WHERE: In the back end of the void Denny's parking lot
WHEN: End-ish of May
WHAT: So Nox wants to show August his devil trigger, and possibly talk with him about... uh... past memories that may or may not indicate he has a hard time getting dying to stick.
WARNINGS: Violence, mostly- the boys will absolutely try to do fatal stabbings here.
[closed to August. Usually Nox isn't one to hurry himself to a location unless it's work-related, but for anyone who's seen him as he passes by may notice that he's moving like he's got a fire lit under his ass. Clearly, nothing suspicious is going on where he's headed to, none!!
It may not help the fact that he's toting around a five foot sword on his back as if it weighs nothing, either.
Still, he's there in about twenty minutes, give or take, feeling his demon pace and his own excitement hum a little under his skin. Nox is trying hard not to count down the minutes until August gets there, if only because he was on the opposite end of the meter in terms of accepting his demon probably around a month ago. Ironic, how things have changed since.
August is absolutely getting a call out when he arrives though.]
Finally, geez, did you want me to grow old waiting for you or what?
[Yeah, uh. That sure is a lot more friendly/sassy than August may remember him last.
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If you're nearby the void Denny's, you may hear sounds of very disgruntled or very distressed voices. Almost as if they're in pain? Uhhhhhh...
Approach? Run off? Come watch and laugh?]
WHERE: In the back end of the void Denny's parking lot
WHEN: End-ish of May
WHAT: So Nox wants to show August his devil trigger, and possibly talk with him about... uh... past memories that may or may not indicate he has a hard time getting dying to stick.
WARNINGS: Violence, mostly- the boys will absolutely try to do fatal stabbings here.
[closed to August. Usually Nox isn't one to hurry himself to a location unless it's work-related, but for anyone who's seen him as he passes by may notice that he's moving like he's got a fire lit under his ass. Clearly, nothing suspicious is going on where he's headed to, none!!
It may not help the fact that he's toting around a five foot sword on his back as if it weighs nothing, either.
Still, he's there in about twenty minutes, give or take, feeling his demon pace and his own excitement hum a little under his skin. Nox is trying hard not to count down the minutes until August gets there, if only because he was on the opposite end of the meter in terms of accepting his demon probably around a month ago. Ironic, how things have changed since.
August is absolutely getting a call out when he arrives though.]
Finally, geez, did you want me to grow old waiting for you or what?
[Yeah, uh. That sure is a lot more friendly/sassy than August may remember him last.
spectators.
If you're nearby the void Denny's, you may hear sounds of very disgruntled or very distressed voices. Almost as if they're in pain? Uhhhhhh...
Approach? Run off? Come watch and laugh?]

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Wow, you're in a good mood. [Also? A sword?!] I have to take the bus. Not all of us are gym teachers! What's with the sword?
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Look, pal, sometimes we end up using cars, sometimes we can just walk! [And sometimes you walk at near inhuman speeds because you're too excited, Nox.]
Uh, kiiiiinda a bit of a story? She showed up after you and Jun had left the apartment for the day. [Yes, she. He may not know Red Queen as well as his past self did, but he still ultimately respects her.] But to give you the tl;dr- she's from my past life. The guy I was before all this.
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Did you just gender your sword? Seriously?
[Nerd! But August is laughing as Julian tries to land on Red Queen's hilt because he can.]
But hey, fuckin' sweet.
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Surprisingly, though, he only turns his head to watch Julian land on the hilt, brow raising.
You know, I bet you'd be really good with some barbecue sauce. He snorts and just lets his grin go wider.]
Yeah, so- the guy. His name was Nero? He fought... a lot. Not with other people, I'm pretty sure he fought demons? Feels right to say that. [A shrug!!] It wasn't all I wanted to show you, but Julian might wanna actually be closer to you than to me.
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...wait. Dude, did you--
[He mentioned wanting to show off something related to the demon. Does that mean...?]
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What is important is Jun is in his shroud, minding his own business, when he hears these voices. He leans over the roof ledge to peer down and see what's going on.
What are you two weirdos doing.]
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Have a bird.
With a bag of chocolate covered pretzels and also August's wallet. Surprise!]
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Thanks Julian.
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By that, we mean they decided to try and beat the shit out of each other to see what wounds stuck and what didn't.
Currently, August is returning the favor of being stabbed in the hand, and has lodged a card right into Nox's shoulder as he beelines past him.
Which, by the way? That fucking hurts, ow, thanks for that.]
Jesus fuck you don't miss with your shit. [RIPPING THAT OUT, HRGH. The wound's already closing up without him even noticing, really, but Nox is already twisting the handle of the hilt of his sword, the engine roaring to life. Red Queen is not an ordinary greatsword at all. He's already bounding back with the thing in tow, flames dancing all along the edge.]
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[August just cackles as Nox revs the engine.]
Suck it!
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[And there goes August, being thrown back by Nox's attack. Again.
Julian tries to go for one of the pretzels. He needs a snack too!]
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He pulls the bag away from Julian, looking at him]
...Can ravens eat chocolate?
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It's not popcorn, but he is a bitch with hot chips-- fuego Takis, naturally.]
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At least until there's a pause for a second, Nox leaning over and taking a breather. Amal's getting a cheery voice and everything with it.]
You gonna keep perching up there for hours? What are you, a bird?
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And then he does a very convincing bird call. TWEETWEETWEETWEETWEETWEETWEETWEE aww, aww, aww, aww, like a fucking Animal Planet documentary.]
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He does worry about the noises though and peers over the edge of the roof, ready to intervene if someone's getting mugged or something. But no, turns out it's just a couple of idiots having a sword fight and openly using their powers. So normal Denny's shit, really.
...Though his hand itches to reach for a blade of his own (a strange feeling, considering he's never held a proper sword before, but one he'd been experiencing with increasing frequency), he settles for sitting himself down, legs dangling over the side of the building to watch this go down.
Once he takes a quick glance around to see nobody's watching him, he pulls out a milkshake from his cape and lifts his mask just enough to get a straw under it, because really, who can watch a good fight without a good snack to go with it?]
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...that sure did leave a dent in the parking lot, huh. As if that cement was nothing more than splinters of wood. Nox is definitely letting go enough for August to scramble out of his grip, but he's still laughing.]
C'mon, I was just trying to give you a hug, August!
[Yep, he's an asshole.]
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[Getting up and brushing off his clothes before making to kick Nox in the gut (it is a pathetic kick).]
You're lucky this shit ain't expensive!
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Okay, so there's two guys fi--wait a minute one of those guys is August. This ought to be good.
He's just going to pull a bag of cookies from his backpack and munch on those as he watches.]
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[As he offers a cookie. If Julian was a normal bird, he wouldn't, but...]
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Down below, August whistles for Julian. Julian ignores him.]
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He sighed, watching this. He just hoped someone wouldn't end up hurt, and he'd prefer not to step in if he didn't have to. Though it wouldn't stop him from muttering to himself.]
Why is this... this seems like a good way to get in trouble.