forum Contracts (CLOSED)

Started November 01, 2018 by @KoffeeOwl

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Zackary raised an eyebrow. “Who the holy Hell is Gram?” He cocked his hips to the side. He was interested in this ‘Gram’ person. They sounded somewhat like a Demon, after all.

Marrin teleported both her an Cam to their small room in the basement of the factory. "You need to learn how to teleport," Marrin informed her sister. Cam still hadn't learned to teleport and Marrin was trying to teach her, with little to show from it.

Juliet couldn't stop her breath of relief when she heard his answer. "He is the man who is looking for me." she admitted. "But he didn't send you… so he doesn't know where I am right now. Which means if I cut this crap with you, my baby and I can make it to the train station before one of his cronies actually does find us.." she fished inside her pockets for her keys.

Zackary chuckled. “And if they find you, they’ll most likely kill your baby and rape you. Cut the shit with me and you travel down a dark, dangerous, lonely road.” His eyes flashed a brief, dark black.
“Anyway, I have time to waste somewhere else. I can recoginze a lost contract, after all. Though, I can say, all of my previous contracts have been very happy with me…”

As she stood in front of the door, Sariel's head whipped around to look over the railing of the stairs. She could have sworn that someone was speaking, though it sounded so far away that she wasn't even sure it was in the building. With a smile appearing on her face once more, she opened the door and stepped inside of the room. Just as she had expected, the brown haired girl that she had seen in front of the building earlier was here. Though now, she was on the floor and wrapped up in what appeared to be a sleeping bag. I wonder if she actually lives here?
Standing in the doorway, Sariel scanned over the room with her silvery blue eyes, noticing the plants.

"Contracts?" she questioned. No, no, no! her mind screamed at her for even considering this. What was she thinking? Why was she still talking to him. "What type of contracts?"

Just have your character come into the factory, that seems to be the place where everyone is gathering.//

Erik walked, still looking at the sky, until a strange feeling settled in his gut. He instinctively turned his head and slowed his pace, facing the towering walls of the factory. He followed his gut, looking over his shoulder before hesitantly drawing near to the building. Erik’s eyes scanned for a back door, or somewhere he could enter unnoticed. This is stupid, what am I doing? I should just go back home…

After a while Marrin stood up. "I'm getting food." She declared and started walking towards the door. "Food as in human food or food as in human emotion?" Cam asked from his spot on the floor. "Emotions." Marrin said simply.

Watching the girl on the floor for a few moments more, Sariel grew slightly frustrated. She had intended for the woman to wake up, since rousing the stranger herself could prove troublesome, and yet things were not going the way she had planned. Her skin prickled, and she turned around, peering over the railing once more. For the past few minutes, she had the feeling that there were others in the building. Her eyes narrowed and she watched the area below. I can't let anyone mess this up, not this time. Sariel thought, crouching and keeping her gaze locked on the main area.

Erik turned, shaking his head at himself. I can’t be caught for breaking and entering when my brother has so much on his plate… He sighed, forcing a laugh at himself even though no one was around.

Cam perked up. "Can I come? I wanna learn how to do it!" Marrin sighed and offered his hand to his brother. "Sometimes I wonder if we really are the same age." He muttered as Cam stood up and they walked to the door.

"Contracts?" she questioned. No, no, no! her mind screamed at her for even considering this. What was she thinking? Why was she still talking to him. "What type of contracts?"

Zackary tilted his head a bit. “What kind of contracts? There’s only one kind of contract. But it can be whatever you want. Protection, love, parentship… murder…” His lips curled into a deep, wicked grin.

It can be whatever you want… The words echoed in Juliet's mind. "Anything?" she whispered. She looked at him, her blue eyes wide with fear and hope. "I can ask for anything?" she repeated much louder. "And you can give it to me?" How could she possibly believe this? Her own kind gave nothing for free, how much less a demon. "What do you want in return?"

Zackary smiled widkedly. “Oh, yes. Anything. In return? I just stay with you till death. It gives me a homespace.” He tilted his head. “I also would brand you with my mark.”

"You will stay in my home?" She asked. Or in my soul…? she didn't want to sound more skeptical than she was. He may change his mind if she did. But if what he said was true, he could protect her son, forever. She wouldn't have to worry. A tear slipped down her cheek, but she didn't take her eyes from his, her silver-blue gaze stayed on him.

“Yep. In your home. For as long as you need me to. I’m not a very picky Demon. Just give me a place to stay or sleep, some food and stuff to drink, and I’d be set. Now… what would you like me to do for you? I assure you, whatever it is, I will do very well.”

Didn't we say that Marrin was his demon?//

Heh, I mean… Marrin is kinda training Cam to be a demon because Marrin pretty much turned Cam into a demon.//