Seneca and Sicks

[14:23] Shrugged. "I liked that it was a battle skirt."

Then they turned to Seneval. Looking to them for a moment or two.

"In truth I'm here to ask to find out if Magnus could be released but... Now I've heard he caused a child's death confusing times."

Then there was a pause for a moment as they looked around. "Death wish? Nope, in fact before you walked up no one here was a threat. However, I came to figure out about that. Death? Not my goal but sitting around my lake won't help anyone."
(Seneca)
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[14:23] Yunaesa Picks up the coins.
(Yunaesa)
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[14:23] Yunaesa says, "T-Thank you, cute child."
[14:23] Yunaesa headpats him.
(Yunaesa)
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[14:24] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Not should thank me. Just wish for more of girl's food."
[14:24] Lionas Sunsphire whispers something.
[14:25] How peculiar..

When he speaks of that much, he can't help but arch an eyebrow, if only because of the fact that he would assume prisoners here are treated as some sort of collective measure to be traded, executed, or anything like that.

"I know little of Magnus."

"He was taken by Frenerid. For demonkind, whoever you take, that human is yours now - and other demons can contest them, if they want to."

"I don't think any other demon really cares about Magnus, so nobody bothered to contest."

There's a pause, to which he exclaims.

"If you wish to speak about him, your best bet is finding Frenerid. Nobody else will bother about it."
(Senev疝)
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[14:25] Yunaesa whispers something.
[14:27] Snapped back to reality.

His burning flesh no longer searing to a nice degree. The gathering around Seneca had caught his attention, already the clown was skipping to the side of the Fem-boy.

"Hello Audience Members!"

A bow thrown towards the lined up members of the audience, his performance about to begin as he leaned ever so slightly forward to inspect Seneca from the side.

He had nice clothing, and a desire for change was made within the teenager's chaotic mind.
(Ouranos)
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[14:28] Lavinia Walters whispers something.
[14:28] Lavinia Walters whispers something.
[14:28] Listened closely to the information, a glimpse into demonic culture. How peculiar! It wasn't something he knew a lot about for... Obvious reasons.

"Yea, that's why I came here since I see him beaten up a lot by kids around these parts. I figured I could talk to him and convince him to give Magnus up... Now though? Little more complicated."

Violet hues seemed to glance to the side, upwards. It was a messy situation that was for sure. Then his gaze returned to Seneval.

"Any clue where he is? I thought about going to the tower but I felt that would be rude without an invita-" His focus shifted towards Ouranos. Who was this kid? OH, right they wanted a locke of his hair.

"Hello."
(Seneca)
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[14:28] Lionas Sunsphire asks, "Boss is okay?"
[14:29] Lavinia Walters says, "Boss is adequate, Lionas."
[14:29] Lionas Sunsphire asks, "Wish to eat the tasty foods?"
[14:29] Lavinia Walters asks, "What do ya' have?"
[14:29] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Best bowl."
[14:29] Lavinia Walters says, "Huh, thank ya'."
[14:29] Yunaesa exclaims, "...!"
[14:29] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Eat."
[14:29] Yunaesa says, "Sweet child."
[14:29] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Please."
[14:30] Yunaesa says, "I had a good idea..."
[14:30] Lionas Sunsphire asks, "Idea?"
[14:30] Yunaesa asks, "See this building, over here?"
[14:31] "Right now? Probably at the Tower or something like that."

In the end, he merely shrugs. He's no watcher over another Demon, and most certainly he would not simply walk behind Frenerid all the time to know where he is.

"Though, I imagine some more bloodthirsty Demons may decide to attack you immediately. Truth be told, you're rather foolish to even come here in the first place with that, but.."

"There is a tint of boldness, yes?"

His gaze briefly turns to Ouranos. A hum.. what was he up to?
(Senev疝)
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[14:34] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Boss not should move. Will be make to make sure you are the okay one."
[14:34] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Will find best water."
[14:34] Lavinia Walters says, "Huh."
[14:35] The moth would swallow her own saliva, and then, she'd approach a tree, sitting next to it, comfortably wrapping herself around the oversized dark cloak, like a blanket. She hugs her body, and merely observes how the conflict would unfold...
(Yunaesa)
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[14:36] Seneca's hands came to rest upon the him of his battle-skirt. Shifting slightly as the blue tabard billowed in the winds. It really was the best perk he'd gotten out of joining the order.

"Tower... I've beaten up a lot of demons from that tower and as you say the more bloodthirsty do have a habit of attacking me on sight. I think it's cause of my looks."

He shrugged a little at that statement. The words twink had been shouted at him more than once in a fight. Then his attention returned to the task at hand.

"Well, not everyone's going to try and kill me. Found out recently not even demons. Which was a surprise let me tell you and besides... Without bold action nothing may be achieved. Read that in a book once."
(Seneca)
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[14:39] He sighed, listening in on this conversation.. it was so stagnant, so dull. What exactly was being achieved here?

"Well, Seneval.. are you going to take him or am I?"

That tongue escaped his mouth to swivel about his lips.

"I'm a bit hungry.. and it's like you said. Isn't it fun when the hunt comes to us?"

A hand raised to grasp at the hilt of his blade, acrobatically spinning it into his hold, sienna hues flickered into a deep, radiant crimson shade.

"I'll be honest.. I'm not really interested in this back and forth at all."

And then darkness shrouded his frame, from that darkness spawned a massive titan of a being. A twisted, occultic giant towering over the knight and his.. partner? He didn't really care for details. Flesh was flesh, essence was essence.
(Sicks)
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[14:39] Seneca says, "Well, you're confident it'll be a shame if I beat you up. So maybe calm down there."
[14:40] Sicks says, "The effort is welcomed."
[14:40] Seneca says, "That's... Sad to hear."
[14:42] He already knew what he had to do. For the greater good of entertainment, his own magic appeared. A hand suddenly snapped forward to pat Seneca on the shoulder, a myriad of emotions in his hues.

Fake or real, who knows. But understanding shone.

"A performer too. Let's have a duet, stranger."

Sincerity flowing in his words, already flames were appearing around his form as his hand left Seneca's shoulder. He was prepared for this moment, trained for it all his life.

To give a grand performance for the Audience Members around him. It was time to allow others to know the glorious flame that had saved his life in the past when he was a mere child.

"Audience Members. I, Ouranos. A member of the Circus will do his best to make sure you have a wonderful time from our performance. They'll be an entrance fee at the end!"

Clearly he was on Seneca's side of things.


(Ouranos)
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[14:42] Yunaesa says, "Ouranos, child..."
[14:42] Yunaesa says, "Do not interfere."
[14:42] Ouranos says, "The show must go on."
[14:43] Yunaesa says, "It's for your own safety..."
[14:43] Ouranos says, "It's fine. I am use to pain, it's all for the greater good."
[14:43] Yunaesa says, "Foolish..."
[14:43] Ouranos says, "I'll make sure to amaze you, fire lover."
[14:44] "In truth, I rather would take it."

"I do have a history with this one... and I want to see just how far he's come - if he did at all." In the end, however, it's rather clear that the Demonkind had their own hungers to sate.. and coming here while expecting to not be attacked is..

Foolishness, to say the least.

"Unless you absolutely insist that you take him."

One could debate much about how exactly they would give it out to each other, or whether they would split at all, but.. already the shadows swarm Senev疝's form, intending to take a piece as well.

Even if he's already wounded.
(Senev疝)
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[14:44] Sicks says, "Oh, it's definitely not below me to kill a child."
[14:44] Sicks says, "Flesh is flesh."
[14:45] Seneca's gaze shifted to Sicks; well that demon had an ever larger demon at it's back. Oh boy that certainly would hurt a great deal. Though? What choice did he have but to meet this one in combat.

His left hand settled upon the hilt of his blade. No longer the junky storebought mithril but a blade forged of Nyeshk. A powerful artifact; gifted by a stranger for his efforts in the city.

Then again, he looked as if all of his equipment was either trash picked up or something given. "Well, I'll fight you and who knows. Maybe, just maybe I can be challenging enough for you. Yeah?"

As he spoke twin horns sprouted from his crown, as two great leather wings unfurled from behind him, stretching out behind himself and Ouranos. Careful not to hit the little performer. A thicc tail wiggled behind the Drakanite.

His attention though was stolen by Ouranos words that was... "Aha, I'm sorry but I wouldn't feel right with a child fighting... Would you please not get involved?"

Aven as he spoke, plates of thick bone became to layer upon his hardened scales. That right hand of his starting to morph, twisting into the great talons of a dragon.

Then those slits of his settled upon Sicks. "Seneval, if you would I'd fight you next but this one?" His ever present smile weakened just a little as the demon spoke of eating children.

"This one deserves to be taken down a peg or two."
(Seneca)
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[14:46] Maeve Illumir says, "Oh me, oh my..."
[14:46] Seeing that Ouranos, out of all the crazy things this would be clown decides to do- plans to just step in to ''perform'', to fight alongside Seneca of all things.

"... You are from Theria, so I preferred not to bring it up just in case you'll happen to be tied to someone else of importance there, but- I recall you as one of the voices that tried to stop me from taking that girl back then."

A hand would begin to reach towards the axe behind his back, to hold it in a fighting position.

"If this child attempts to intervene? I'll stop him. This should let you two have as much time as you want with the knight, uninterrupted." He'll state to both Sicks and Seneval, taking a step aside to let the two have their room.

Once more, looks like conflict is starting up in Moonfall.
(Grendel Beo)
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[14:47] Seneca says, "Cinder-Guard's also a cooler title I have... It's cooler sounding as well. Just saying.f"
[14:47] He smirked in Seneval's direction, then he shrugged.

"It's all the same to me. If you wish for him, he's yours." Then that piercing stair moved to the boy, but before anything took place.. he returned to the white haired knight.

"Oh?"

That grin widened, crimson radiance pierced in his direction.

"This should be fun then." And with that, his frame flickered from existence seemingly, only a green afterimage left in his wake as he appeared before the Knight.

"Let's hope that talk is justified. I'd love to be taken down a notch."

He spoke ferociously as that monstrosity behind him lunged forward to take grasp upon the man.
(Sicks)
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[14:51] "So ever righteous.."

The talk of beating down on a demon for saying they would devour a child is not something that he was that amused with, but.. in the end, it was something that he would allow to happen- if only because he found it interesting to see what result would be when Seneca fights Sicks.

"Go on, I suppose.."

"I can always have my fun later on too."
(Senev疝)
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[15:02] So, here it was he was up against what looked like a greater demon. Perhaps even one of there lords on top of that it was one who'd eat children. That wasn't something that he could allow.

Slowly he reached into his pocket and pulled forth a red-vial. Bringing it up to his lips he'd bite into the cork, pulling it out with a loud POPing sound. Then he turned it upside down guzzling the rage inducing drug.

Once he looked back to Sicks his expression pulled back into a wide smile, jagged teeth bared at the man. "I apologize but I'm not going to hold anything back! Thank you!" He then reached into another pocket and pulled out a wrapping.

From another location in his shash he pulled a softly glowing purpled vial. Bringing the drug that he hoped would give him and edge up to his lips and turning it back.

As the Sylvanium coarsed through his frame he could feel that great draconic heart start to pound. The fires within ignited ashis body heated up. Those dilated eyes bleed a deep crimson as the violet iris's narrowed to slits.

Letting out a roar to the heavens as his body tore and twisted under the effects of his blessings and the drugs themslevse. the Smiling Dragon's wings unfurled behind him. Flapping to the ground and taking him up into the sky before he turned in a great arc. Charging downwards towards sicks like a ivory comet.
(Seneca)
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[15:04] Lavinia Walters says, "Don't do drugs, kids."
[15:17] Fatigue kicked in. That virus spreading through his body with a vicious intent, and slowly opening within his stance appeared. The large axe from the hulking man not helping in matters.

"AUDIENCE MEMBER!"

A frown taking over his visage from the slightest of moments as the duo continued to exchange blows back and forth. An unending amount of energy filling his form as he continued to swing that flaming sword towards the man's form.

And then he was falling.

"Honk! Honk!"

A final sound emitting from the Clown as he succumbed to his injuries. A hand grabbing him and dragging him off to wherever Grendel pleased.
(Ouranos)
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[15:19] Seneca says, "I know."
[15:21] * You have been awarded 1 Roleplay Points! *
[15:28] He certainly was more that what had met the eye. Was this the Femboy of the Lake from Sluthia who was spoken of so highly? Either way.. he had an elegance about him initially, though in battle he was a beserker of the highest degrees. Those potions did a lot to help him, as well as his style in general.. when he should've been out for the count he was instead attacking at an even more invulnerable degree. It was tough for the mage to handle, especially considering his skillset as someone who is made for closing distance.

Still..

Those precautionary measures taken weren't enough at all.. perhaps that's why he was so comfortable walking into Moonfall seemingly alone. That confidence wasn't so well placed, in the end.

It was a bit exhausting keeping up with his stamina but in the end it only served to enrage him..

"That's enough. FALL!

With that, a palm reached out for him, and with a clenching of his fingers, a powerful explosion shrouded his form.. and through the dust and particles he would be seen out cold on the ground. Finally.. it was something of a relief.

Slow steps moved him over to the man's figure. Arms folded before his chest as those crimson hues beamed down upon him

"Pitiful.." He spoke with a soft chuckle, that monstrosity reached out to pick his seemingly lifeless body up from the ground.

"Knight of Osrona.." He spoke, analyzing that armor of his. Then Lahabrea reached out to rip if from his torso.

"This might be useful." And so it was claimed as his, and then a glance was offered towards Yunaesa, recalling certain things.

"Oh.. you can be useful in other ways as well." He spoke once more, a wide, devilish grin clearly present. Lahabrea reached forward once more, taking a grip upon the length of his arm and with a quick tug.

Crack, Crack, Rip

That arm was, in no way cleanly, ripped to separate from his torso.. now gushing blood and dangling in that monstrosities grip.

Surely, he'd bleed out and die now. So with some quickness, the beast tossed him far, far into the outskirts of town.

"Done." He spoke plainly, dusting himself off as that darkness faded from his silhouette and returned to his shadow, eyes returned to their sienna hues and he made his way over to Yuna to offer that gift.
(Sicks)
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[15:29] Seneca's Order Chestplate was stolen by Sicks.
[15:31] ** Sicks has inflicted an injury upon Seneca. ("Ripped Off Arm", "In the conclusion of their battle, the young knight was taken into the grips fo the Dark Guardian Lahabrea. That monstrosity, with some ease, ripped that arm off of the limp body of the young knight. It was a bit gruesome, and perhaps some stains of that massive occultic presence would remain with him for some time, effecting him emotionally in some ways temporarily. If he didn't return to safety soon, he'd bleed out and die.", "Permanent", "Severity: MINOR (-5 VIT)") **
[15:35] How peculiar..

As much as Senev疝 would observe the fight that is going on between Sicks and Seneca.. he seems rather intrigued by the performance of the drakanite, if only because he found it.. somewhat a bit more impressive than the last time. After all, if he could contend like this..

Then maybe he's gotten better.

But in the end, disappointment fills his features. Where Seneca gets his arm ripped off and tossed aside like that, there's one thing that is clear to Senev疝..

"..."

"That means I'm not getting to test him anymore. A pity." It causes Senev疝 to sigh out audibly, but.. as much as there's frustration for the fact that he didn't get anything at all from this, he makes remark upon this.

"If we're still heading out.."

"Next prey is mine."
(Senev疝)