forum Hunter and Prey PART TWO?? (Closed, Stalkers Allowed)

Started November 08, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Orion’s ears perked at the growling, and he returned the gesture, snarling lowly at the man and his dog. Corbin looked down at Orion, but didn’t try to stop his lagre German Shepard. He was positive that Orion wouldn’t attack without permission. He simply frowned heavily at the other. Something felt wrong. “People shouldn’t be out this late in the night. There are creatures around during this time,” he said slowly.

"I know." Virgil said, standing up and brushing off his pants and shirts. "Kingston, sit." He said as his dog sat down with a thud. "May I ask why you have a rifle?" He said, he thought he was doing a pretty good job at keeping up a cool and calm facade.

“Are you new to this Earth or something, sir?” Corbin asked, the rhetorical question a bit sharp. “I’m a hunter, I was heading home for the night,” he answered. It wasn’t uncommon to see hunters around. It wasn’t like this practice was a secret one, the public knew about it.

"Heh.. Well, you see… I just moved here and, where I'm from hunters, don't usually visit." He said it was true, mostly anyhow. He had just moved here, and no hunters had come to his previous home because hunters didn't know about it.

“Well, there are a decent amount of hunters around here,” Corbin commented. “I suggest that you not walk around like this, you might get shot on accident.”

"Okay." Virgil said, rubbing his arm nervously. In the proccess of rubbing his arm, his sleeve was pushed up. Once pushed up it revealed demonic markings up his arm.

Corbin was watching the other closely, already suspicious. His jaw clenched though when he noticed the familiar markings. A demon? Those were decently rare, and could pay his insurance and medical bills for a solid three months. “You better be on your way now. Have a nice night,” he said.

Virgil noticed his suspicous looks and decied he should probably go. "Uh… Okay?" He said, making it sound more like a question than a statement. He turned on his heel and started to walk away, his fist clenched incase he needed to use magic.

Corbin lingered in place for a moment. One the other got a a step or two away, he suddenly had pulled out his small concealed carrier and pistol whipped the other across the back of his head to, hopefully, knock him out.

Virgil snapped around, barely catching the pistol. He looked down at his hand, there was already a welt forming from the brunt of it. "No thank you." He hissed quietly, wrapping his hands in demonic magic. He flinched as magic stung the small welt but shrugged it off, his safety was priority.

Corbin’s jaw clenched as he gripped the pistol. “Demon,” he growled, his ttrigger finger twitching.

"Whoopty doo, you guessed it. I knew I should've stayed home but noooo, I just had to come here." He muttered the last part under his breath.

Orion gave a low growl at the demon, his teeth bared. Corbin still had the gun leveled at the demon. “What brought you here, hm?” He asked in a rough tone, one he would use in the Navy when telling civilians to move or directing insurgents.

"School." He said, motioning for Kingston to stay in place. Scratch my safety being priority, Kingston's safety is first. He thought, scrunching his nose. "I can't just make a living prying off human fear, unlike most demons, I actually want to have a career."

“Well, that won’t happen here,” Corbin sneered. “Your kind gets sold and killed, not a college degree and a job.”

"Yeah, I know. Do you know how hard it is to get a forensics job in this city?" He asks angrily, he shot a glare towards the man. As long as he doesn't hurt Kingston, I don't attack.

Corbin knew well how hard it was to get any job, but that was besides the point. He kept the gun level. “You won’t find anything like that for your kind here. The only thing you’re good for is to be sold to serve in someone’s home,” he snapped.

"No thanks, homes are loud and loud is bad so… No." He says. "Plus, why in the name of the stars couldn't I get a job here? Sure I'm a demon, but I don't agree with most of their ways. But there is one demon teaching that is actually good… Families sticking together, it seems you humans don't."

“Because no one would hire you,” Corbin hissed. “You are just making this more difficult than it has to be.”

"Well, you thought I was a human before." Virgil pointed out, smirking. Okay, maybe he enjoyed messing with people a bit. Not everyone's perfect.

“Because I hadn’t noticed your tattoos,” Corbin responded. His trigger finger twitched. “Now come on, before I put a bullet in your brain,” he snapped.

Virgil tilted his head. "And where would I be going if I came with you?" He asked with a slight smirk, Kingston disappearing in a poof of darkness.

“Doesn’t matter where exactly. What matters is that you listen,” Corbin said lowly. His eyes narrowed, a muscle in his jaw twitching.

Virgil shrugged. "Okay." He said nonchalantly. He technically wasn't able to be killed as he reincarnated from human nightmares when his physical form was killed, but it was only his type of demon and this was a rare ability so, it was likely the hunter didn't know about it.