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The house fell deathly silent after her little fit. Shane stuck a finger in his ear.
"I knew you'd say that."
There was a sudden slam of a door in the hallway and Yo came tumbling out after Fox.
"What, what?! What happened?" she asked out of breath with her claws ready. "Are we being attacked?"
"Are you all right, Foxxy?" came a dark voice from behind her. It was Damien and he was smiling at her. Fox gaped.
"Ya- You!? He's here too?!"
Yo straightened up, seeing no danger and smiled casually.
"Yeah. Damien showed up right after-"
"YOU!"
A clawed hand grabbed Yo's head and slammed it into the food closet door.
"Do you have any idea what tonight is?!" Fox half yelled half whispered.
"Poker night?" Yo asked rubbing her head then looked at teh calendar closely.
"You idiot!" Fox whined. "We have a hunter and a vampire in our house-"
"And a cyborg," Yo interjected which only received another slam. "Ow."
"..And it's the night of a full moon!"
Damien and Shane simultaneously turned to face them; Damien with a pleased look and Shane with a look of shear horror and said, "Did you say, 'Full moon?'"
Yo looked up at Fox with a pleading grin.
"Um... Sorry?" Fox's eye twitched in anger before she kicked Yo and stomped her a** into the ground.
"Sorry?! Is that all you have to say?!" Fox yelled at her, kicking her with each word.
"AAGGHH!!" Damien made it a point to step in. Fox's black hair was beginning to grow and her ears began to point.
"Foxxy, try not to over exert yourself, okay?" he asked with a pleasant grin and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. But Fox pulled away from him showing fangs.
"Don't touch me!" Damien pulled his hand away, a small surprised look on his face. Yo sensed the tension and eased Fox downstairs.
"Come on, Fox. Let's go see Lucias."
"LUCIAS!!" Fox yelled while she trudged down the steps.
As Fox stomped downstairs followed by a timid Yo, Damien leaned against the kitchen counter, his hair covering his downcast face. Shane walked into the kitchen but not too close to the demon and sighed.
"Just makes you want to shoot her, doesn't it?" he asked. Damien's tail flicked slowly but he looked up at him with a smile on his face.
"No. It only makes me love her more." This seemed to catch Shane off gaurd as he looked at him perplexed.
"What?! She nearly bit your head off when you tried to comfort her." Damien only shoved his hands into his pockets and smirked.
"You clearly don't understand what just happened." Shane looked away, angry.
"You're right. I don't." Damien chuckled, amused.
"And you wonder why she pushes you away." That statement rubbed Shane the wrong way.
"Shut up! I know the reason! And we're talking about you, not me." The preist crossed his arms and stared out the frozen window. Damien looked up at the dark ceiling, frowing.
"Actually, I don't think you really know the real reason," he whispered, mumbling a 'Poor Foxxy'.
Downstairs, Lucias, a naga(Half being, half snake) sat in a throne chair made with red cushions and gold horns.
"LUCIAS!" he heard and pressed a button on a stop watch.
"Finally," he said exasperated. The watch blinked 60:01.
"Both of you are and hour a one minute late." His face was masked by the hoodie of his green trench coat and only his right arm was visible considering that that sleeve was torn off. It revealed a muscled tan arm with black band tattoos around his arm, wrist, and finger. He slithered over to them.
"Sorry, Lucias," Yo apologized with a sappy grin. "Fox passed out at work. Ahe just regained conciousness"
"Shut up!" Fox snapped. "It was his fault!" Lucias cocked his head to the side, folding his arms.
"Who's fault? Mine?"
"No," Chided Yo who smirked evilly to Fox. "Shane's. Apparently he's found out where Fox works now."
Lucias just waved his ahdn and held a sleeve up to his head as if he had a headache.
"Whatever. It's still no excuse for being late. Now hurry up." Fox and Yo began to undress in the dark of their basement but Fox had not even slid off her robe when Lucias coiled around her loosely, sliding three fingers down her face.
"Oh, adn Fox. I sense you have a fever. Will you be alright?" Fox pulled back from his hand, no enjoying his touch. Even though he was their mental and physical therapist and meant no harm.
"No, I will not be alright because Damien and Shane are just upstairs and Yo and I are snowed inside with them. How can this get any worse?!"
"Well," Yo started as she tried to unzip her pants. "You could go into a beowulf berserk and kill everyone." Fox glared at her and Lucias mumbled, "Yo, I don't think that's very helpful."
 SikFox · Tue Sep 26, 2006 @ 10:50pm · 2 Comments |
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