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Gabriel rubbed his eyes, laying back down and curling upon himself. “Why is that good? Doesn’t seem a bit troublesome? Should I remember things according to you?” He looked up at Nyx, staring the demon in his vicious eyes. “Yeah… it would be disastrous not to know it. That’s why it’s important.”
(Gentle boop)
"No, you should not remember things. It is the least troublesome thing that has happened, actually." Nyx xnorts.
"Indeed. To forget one's name is a mistake." he smiles.
(Gentle boop)
(I forgot to post my reply XD )
(It's okay. I was just going through all my rps)
“Really?” Gabriel tilted his head like a dog. He did know where he was or who this demon was.. but now that Nyx had erased all his memory, Nyx felt safe to Gabriel. “It would seem as if it would cause more trouble.” He got himself out of the strange bed and clung to Nyx as if he was a lifeline. A warlock so quick to trust a demon? Unheard of! “Tis..” He mumbled silently.
(Does. . . Nyx have a literal child now? DID I MAKE NYX A DAD? HOLY FUCKING HELL)
(:D)
(I did not expect this XD this took a dramatic fucking turn, holy fucking shit)
(Adopting a child arc!)
(We need a domestication arc before we can even think about that shit LMAO)
(I guess… enemies to lovers?)
(@.@ hell yeah- you know what fuck it, I have an idea, let's remove Nyx's memories too!)
(oh dear.. let’s train Gabriel first.. he needs some training)
(Lol, yeah. . .)
Nyx is given pause when Gabriel starts clinging to him.
"Um- what?" he eventually asks, confused, looking down at the man who now had his arms wrapped around his waist.
Gabriel looked up at the demon, confused by his confusion. "You're the safest thing in this room, so I'm clinging to you. I don't know where I am." There was no negotiating. Gabriel was not going to let go. Not until he was comfortable with the space. "You're my lifeline I guess." A strange craving welled up in his throat, and he stared at Nyx's wrist. He wasn't sure what he was craving, but he knew it came from Nyx's veins. Gabriel's hand had since grown black, the color blending with his pale skin at the wrist. It looked like the hand of a necromancer. "I'd love it if you could give me some information."
Nyx blinks, then smiles.
Oh, this will work wonderfully. . . he thinks.
"This is where I live. It is your home now too." he replies.
"What kind of information?" Nyx counters.
Gabriel nodded slowly. He let go of Nyx's waist, looking around the place. It did seem like a demon's home, but the bed did seem odd to him. Nyx did seem to be a madman, so the papers strewn about made sense to him. "Why am I here then? I barely know who you are. The facts are not adding up." His mouth became dry as the thirst continued to attack his palate. “And why am I so thirsty for something?”
"You're here because I brought you here, though you wouldn't know that. You were. . . indisposed until a while ago." Nyx explains.
Smiling, the insane demon holds out his wrist to Gabriel.
"You have sharp enough teeth to puncture my wrist, yes?"
Gabriel shifted his weight from one foot to another. “Why? I don’t even know you and I don’t remember falling ill. Are you lying to me?” He innocently looked into Nyx’s eyes. His gaze didn’t reflect the broken once-broken pieces of Gabriel. He turned his attention to Nyx’s wrist. “I-I think so. I wouldn’t know why they are this sharp.” He awkwardly took Nyx’s wrist. Gabriel wasn’t a vampire… was he? No, he was a warlock. Yes. He bit into Nyx's wrist, letting the demon’s blood flow into his mouth. Unfortunately, it quickly overwhelmed Gabriel.
"You were ill for quite a while." Nyx says simply, eyes showing truthfulness.
"Good, though as to why they're that sharp, I wouldn't know either." he shrugs, not even wincing as Gabriel's teeth slice into his wrist.
Gabriel took his teeth out of Nyx's wrist and held his stomach. He coughed up some of the purplish blood, the viscous liquid dribbling down his chin. A sharp pain seized his head and he winced. “It hurts… My head fucking hurts.” Gabriel went back to clinging to Nyx, his arms tight around the demon’s waist. He was going to need a lot of training. Gabriel was like a small puppy, fragile.
Nyx wipes off the blood from Gabriel's chin.
"Hush now, don't worry," he chuckles. "It won't hurt for much longer."
Gabriel flinched away from Nyx slightly as he wiped the blood from his mouth. He pressed his cheek against Nyx, whimpering like a small child. He didn’t believe Nyx, but alas, the pain did settle after a little. He let go of Nyx, realizing he was clinging to the demon three times in a row. He diverted his gaze, his face growing red. This embarrassed him greatly.
Nyx raises an eyebrow.
I may have accidentally made myself a father, he thinks.
"Why is your face turning such a. . . vivid color?" he asks, confused.