forum TiredOtter? One on One?

Started January 31, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Aww! And what's a wittle mortal like you going to do to an immortal demon, huh?" He cooed, flipping down from his perch in the tree to land in front of the trembling man. "Human swords nowadays are quite flimsy."

Trenton glowered at Blair, paling considerably as the demon landed in front of him. “You wouldn’t dare lay hand on a prince!” He hissed through gritted teeth. “Give my kingdom the light back!”

"Honey, I'm a demon, I have no care if you're a prince or not. Even if I did, I'm a demon king, I outrank you bitch." Blair smirked, his tail still flicking behind him in boredom.

“You insolent little—“ Trent tried to stab the demon despite his fear. His aim was clumsy since his hands were shaking quite violently.

"I did just say that mortal blades were flimsy these days, non?" Blair teased, sticking out his tongue and smiling. "Also, please don't call me insolent, you are the one that came to kill me.~"

“You destroyed my home! People are suffering!” Trenton dropped his sword, choosing to brandish the torch instead. “I-I’ll… I’ll burn you alive!” He stammered, waving the torch in front of himself.

"Fire is a demon specialty, so is seduction, which do you choose?" Blair said, floating in the air with a seductive smile.

Trent’s face flushed a little red. “I will not be seduced by a foul creature!” He insisted, tightening his grip on the torch.

"Ah, give it time for the charm to kick in. It usually takes a few minutes." He retorted, I mean, he did have charm, being quite handsome and all.

Trenton was unimpressed by this attempt. He had one trick up his sleave, the fact he was demisexual. “Really? Charm? I don’t believe I can see it?” He would admit the demon was attractive, but it was going to take a lot more than that to win him over.

"Yeah, something you do seem to have a lot of, non? You are a prince, right? I'm sure your father chose your mother just for her beauty and proceeded to kick her to the curb when you were born." He taunted, looking at his claws again.

Trenton gritted his teeth. “My father would never do such a thing!” He took a threatening step towards the demon, his brown eyes narrowing. “Give back the light or meet your end!”

"Must I spell it out for you, I am immortal. And here I thought you were the real deal, smart, handsome, the works." He said lazily, floating on his back.

“It wouldn’t be smart of me to trust a demon.” Trent hissed, jabbing the torch at Blair. “All you do is lie!”

"Actually, I have been told that I am brutally truthful." He explained. "Blunt even." Blair added with a small smile that could only be described as lazy.

“Quit playing games! There are people dying. I demand you return the light.” Trent took another step towards Blair, his fists clenched.

"Hmmm…. How about…" Blair trailed off, pausing for dramatic effect. "No." He finished, his smirk displaying sharp teeth.

Trenton was furious. “You have no right to act like this!” He managed to restrain his fear enough to scold the demon.

"Hm, whatever you say, Princey." Blair teased, his personality changing almost as fast as the years do. What could he say, he had a short attention span.

Trenton was close enough now to get a good look at the demon’s eyes. And, despite himself, he lost his edge a bit. “You ought to be concerned for the welfare of the people.” His voice softened a little.

Blair raised an eyebrow. "Why would I be worried about you people, all you do is hurt each other and everyone else." He responded, referring to the never-ending wars that the human world seemed to get into.

“We care for each other too!” Trent broke eye contact quickly, shaking his head to clear it. “You act so high and mighty! Do you know the countless creatures you harm with every passing second?”

"You care for each other less then you fight. Do you really think love has a stronger impact on society then hate? Hm?" Blair shot a glare at Trenton, his gold and green eye giving off slight glow.

“Of course it does. Good always wins. The wicked suffer.” Trent seemed to now be purposely avoiding eye contact to avoid rapture. The prince had been raised on a mixture of values and fairytales. He probably couldn’t distinguish between the two of them at this point.

Blair grabbed Trenton's chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. "Look me in the eyes and tell me to my face what you truly believe, not what you have been taught. Tell me why you humans have made this world a place worse than Hell. Tell me." He hissed.