Owls and a Fool part 7

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #809. #811, #814
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Owls and a Fool Ch I Part VIII
>guess who’s back

>Eyeing the crew as to make sure no one is looking, Anon takes his chance to bolt into the alleyway
>The air becomes noticeably stiffer as he drags himself onward
>There it is again, that feeling
>That rush
>”...My blood’s boiling for a fight.”
>The unsuspecting imp dives into another alleyway ahead, completely unaware of his demise behind him
>Sights locked, Anon unsheathes his second prized assassination weapon
>The edge of an Exterminator’s spear
>With this, he could kill demons permanently if needed
>But in cases like this, where he is facing pure amateurs, he would not need to kill them for good
>Stolas gave this to Anon not long after an extermination occured
>He modified it in a way so that the seraphim could be “toggled”, and fixed the hilt as to be more comfortable
>The way he got this was something along the lines of…
>”Anon, I wanted to give you something.”
>Stolas turns around to Anon, showing him a heavenly weapon of sorts
>”You’ve always been capable of defending yourself, there’s no doubt about that.”
>”I’m not giving you this as your guardian, but as your father.”
>”This is part of an angelic spear, one of the most powerful weapons in the nine circles.”
>”I’ve made some changes here and there for you.”
>Stolas hands Anon the “broken” spear with care
>”The seraphim can be activated when you say ‘Zaštiti me’, which translates to ‘protect me’.”
>”It will deactivate when you say ‘Gratias tibi.’ which translates to ‘thank you’.”
>Stolas holds an almost scolding finger, as to warn Anon
>”But do understand that you activate the seraphim in emergencies ONLY.”
>”If I catch you using this for any other reason, I’ll be quick to take it back.”
>”Do I make myself clear?”
>Anon gives an affirming nod
>”Crystal.”
>With the memory fresh in his mind, Anon continues following his target into the growing darkness, ready to strike
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Owls and a Fool Ch I Part IX

>He has no idea
>Anon kneels down on the ground and gives the imp two pats on the side
>”Wh-”
>Before he can turn around, the imp’s stomach has already been cut through by the spear
>Anon yanks out the spear from the other side with his left hand, and holds his right arm around the struggling imp’s neck with a choke hold
>The assassination is completed by a harsh snap of the neck, with the imp falling to the ground silently
>Shit that felt good
>Like, REALLY good
>Anon hasn’t had a kill like that for a while, and damn was it satisfying
>May have been a little bloody, but hey, bonus brutality points right?
>”Can’t stay here, gotta keep moving.”
>Climbing up to one of the stand’s roofs and out of the alleyway, Anon surveys the area for another target
>One looks like they’re making their way to Stolas
>Maybe a ranged kill this time, for practice?
>Aiming for the heart, Anon hurls the spear to his victim
>It flies through the assassin’s throat
>Eh, at least they still died-
>BANG!
>A quick look behind shows a scattering group of imps, one dead on the ground
>Looks like Blitzo took that shot, damn he’s good
>Anon gives a thumbs up as to say “Good shot bro”
>Blitzo gives a sht-eating prideful grin in response
>He’s pretty capable, especially for an imp
>It’d be good to talk to him sometime
>Anon sees a tied up Stolas, as well as Octavia and Blitzo enter the circus
>The circus, as well as the star Robo Fizz have never felt nostalgic
>It’s only been talked about on rare occasions with Ock
>Apparently this thing was scary as hell for her and it’s not something she’s fond of remembering
>Anon initially wants to intervene, but decides to trust Stolas in taking care of her
>He can take care of them, don’t know about the other two
>When they’re found, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to talk to Moxxie
>His knowledge of weapons seems like a good way to have a genuine conversation
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Owls and a Fool Chapter I Part X

>Anon approaches Moxxie and Millie visibly as to not startle them
>It looked like Moxxie was trying to win a prize for his wife
>And was failing miserably
>To the point where it was getting sad, honestly
>”Hey, Moxxie! Need some extra cash!”
>”Oh no, but thank you your h-”
>”-Anon.”
>The imp corrects himself as he remembers the lack of needed formality for Anon
>He also takes notice of the sidearm on his holster
>”Hey, Anon!”
>”Yeah, what’s up?”
>”I haven’t seen a pistol quite like yours before. What is it?”
>Finally, a real conversation!
>”Oh, this?”
>Anon unholsters his sidearm and shows it off in different angles
>”It’s a .22 Ruger Mark IV. This here’s easy to wield and has the lowest recoil for any weapon I’ve seen.”
>Moxxie’s eyes shine a little bit, fascinated by Anon’s weapon
>”The compensator takes even more recoil off, it’s like there’s nothing there.”
>”Only problem is that the bullets are kind of small, so you gotta make sure your shots hit right in the heart or the head every time you’re looking for a killshot.”
>His tail begins to wag a little bit in wonderment
>”What do you use, Moxxie?”
>”Oh! Well, I don’t stick to a single one. As the weapons expert of I.M.P. I understand all of the ins and outs of every type of firearm! The best for this situation would be the-”
>Anon starts tuning Moxxie out as he more than proves his expertise
>Even if he was droning on, it was nice to see someone as passionate about what they do as Moxxie was
>”Moxxie.”
>The imp stutters with the interruption, embarrassed with himself
>”Oh- I-I’m sorry, Anon!”
>Anon gives a warm smile in return
>”No worries, Moxxie.”
>He’s already the prime candidate for a friend
>”Tell you what. I’ve got an old shooting range in the back of our estate, did you two wanna come?”
>”I’ll let you try out the Ruger.”
>Moxxie leaps with joy at the offer
>”ABSOLUTELY!”
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Should probably have mentioned this at the beginning, but this sht's gonna be LONG. I'm talking a few tens of thousands of words in greentext format alone.