forum The New New Fantasy Tavern

Started February 04, 2019 by @Knight-Shives group

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(Mhm)

The guy smiled. "Aww you wouldn't punch me."

"I will if you call me beautiful. Or even try to compliment me."

Firiko watched the guy, uneasy around his dark aura, Damian instinctively shifted away also.

On the contrary, Runner leaned in closer. To grab his Coke and take a sip.

Damian eventually shifted, warping to the back of the room near Firiko.

Calix glared then hugged him.

"Awww, see you love me." the guy said hugging back.

"Yes, I love you. But I will not hesitate to punch you."

Damian and Firiko watched the exchange with complete bewilderment.
"And I thought Luma's personality was messed up…." said Damian in a low tone, instinctively ducking Firiko's firebolt.

He looked at Foxchild. "You're joking, right?"

Foxchild heaved a sigh of frustration.
“Sadly, no. Endergirl hasn’t made much of an effort to learn about other world’s mythology. Hence, no knowledge of angels, demons, or gods.”

"Misunderstood entities." He turned back to the angel and demon pairing, slightly confused.

Calix kissed him quickly on the cheek then got up and went behind the counter and gave the guy a water.

"Why is everyone so on edge." He whispered

"Maybe because you are a freaking demon."

"I'm not on edge. Just intrigued."

Damian slid down to the floor, his eyes never leaving the demon's back.

"ok. This is Vasilios. My boyfriend. He is nice, and isn't really into murder." Calix said then got himself some water.

"I'd be nice to meet someone with dark aura who doesn't wanna kill us…" muttered Damian.

"Didn't get that vibe off of him. But still good to know. I'm Runner." He offered his hand.

Firiko tensed, winging up to the rafters again, a slight breeze sweeping around the room.

Vasilios shook the Runner's hand. "Honestly Calix kills more than me."

Firiko blinked, his eyes flicking from Vasillos to Calix.

"is your goal to get everyone to leave because I may or may not have murdered people?" Calix said sighing.

"No. But if I wanted to get you away from everyone I would make you go to the backroom with me."

"Shut up." Calix said then put his head down.

Enderstorm laughed, entertained by the banter. It reminded her of many days spent with Foxchild.

Firiko watched the demon carefully, unable to relax as he felt the dark magic, his own light aura flaring.

He rubbed his face and looked up at the rafters.

Firiko stared down at him, "What might you want?"

Blood started pouring out of Enderstorm’s eyes again, though this time she wasn’t crying. She angrily wiped blood off her face, closing her eyes to try and stop the flow of blood. Foxchild handed her a bloody cloth, and she pressed it against her face.