XXI ✟ [Accidental Audio]
[What's a night time transformation without at least one person out for blood? Not everyone can be relatively peaceful or harmless within the Halloween time.
There's a soft clicking sound in the background, gradually growing louder. Bones trying to fit into another form perhaps? The apparent change seems to end with a low rumbling sound, not quite a ( Read more... )
There's a soft clicking sound in the background, gradually growing louder. Bones trying to fit into another form perhaps? The apparent change seems to end with a low rumbling sound, not quite a ( Read more... )
Kaworu, or perhaps he should simply be called by his actual name for now, had lost interest in any conversation quite some time ago. His interest had stayed in picking up the sound of what he had assumed to be a Lilim, something to keep in mind in case they crossed paths. After all, it was that species who stole their mother away and killed his siblings.
For the time-being though the angel remained in his spot, casually eating through beasts which had clearly come from outside the city. A gruesome mess, not that he particularly cared. He was simply in a world of his own for the time-being, temporarily minding his own business.
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Biting on her lip, she motioned her head upwards and glanced ahead of her. Off in the distance she could make out a strange shape. She was uncertain how to describe it when she had never seen anything remotely similar. Most people might get the idea of seeing such a creature feasting as a hint to haul ass in the other direction, but instead? She proceeded forward without hesitation.
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The angel seemed to sense the other presence from a distance, noting that something had changed in the area with sense which clearly made up for a lack of actual eyes. He couldn't tell who or what it was, frankly he didn't seem to care so much as to the 'what' but more about a 'why'.
Why would someone come into his area? Was it one of the others, someone who assist with this? Or was it someone being far too involved for their own good? Needless to say he moved fairly sharp after a brief moments pause. Taller than his human form had been, without being the towering size of his siblings. One advantage in his mind.
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Doing her best to smile, the girl did her best to not look afraid. Speaking up, she reached out a hand up into the air toward him. "Hi. I...I'm not going to be bad or hurt you. I just want to make sure you're going to be okay. I promise I won't get in your way, I'll just stay off in the distance and make sure you're safe."
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Hiding fear, acting brave, generally trying to be a good person. Three traits which the girl was clearly showing, three traits which fell onto figurative deaf ears. If it hadn't been obvious before that Kaworu was no longer in control of his own actions, it soon would be.
The angel was far more fixated on the fact that he recognised that voice, the target, being 'kind' was unnecessary. The creature moved slowly at first, stalking nearer as though checking out his options. Food. Hatred. That voice in his head reminding him to be faithful to his siblings. Things which kept him moving closer with a grin on the far less than comforting features.
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Not moving an inch as he neared closer, she smiled back at him. With a tilt of her head, she took in his features closely. When she decided to speak again, her voice was as natural as the times she spoken to him over the phone-like device. There was a hint of melancholy to her voice. "...I guess we all have our secrets? Don't we?"
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He had to admit that someone standing still was a rarity, at least, it was when confronted with a true angel form. One that blended in arose suspicious, yes, but no out-right fear. This was debatable, a form of bravery or one of stupidity? Did it really matter when he had something, someone, who could serve as a way to get out of this place? To show his 'God' that he was loyal once more.
Secrets... The angel had quite the number of secrets, his secret of being unnatural to the Lilim race now exposed, there were others. Tales of the systems back home, exactly how angels were and what they believed, sometimes things which should never be repeated.
As he came to look down on her he did the one thing which currently came to mind. Lashed out.
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Fighting wasn't her forte, but when it came to dashing and leaping, she'd say she was above average. A lot of it had to do with being in the mindset of believing her opponents to be the girls from back home about to attack her. If it sounded like make-believe, that was what she was doing. Although, staying in that frame of mind for too long often brought on a form of delusion.
Making an attempt to spring from her spot, Ai felt her feet lift off the ground. Feeling herself flying in the air briefly before hitting the concrete on her side, she proceeded to roll several feet away from him with a high-pitched yelp.
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There was no such thing as a simple prey, no, if someone didn't have enough sense to prolong things and turn while they had the chance then there would be no extra chances. This was exactly one such moment, the girl hadn't taken her warning and the angel wasn't about to let her have another chance.
...Not to say that he wasn't going to toy around with her though. Where was the fun in something that didn't fight back? He almost seemed to wait back and watch as she made what he would have once called 'unnecessary movements'. Easily enough he seemed to catch up, leering at the girl at all times.
It was probably for the best that he couldn't speak, he couldn't make any negative remarks which would come back to haunt him later on.
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Ai regained her stand and looked at him. Despite what had just happened, she didn't feel angry, no. She just felt disappointed that somehow she wasn't strong enough to make a connection with him.
As blood trickled down her knee, she felt a few, heavy drops soak into her sock. She'd make another attempt at getting through to him, her hope wouldn't dry up so fast. Focusing her gaze to his 'face' of sorts, she extended her arms. Somehow, she wished she could hug him or comfort him into a submission.
"Kaworu. You have to be in there somewhere. Come on, don't you recognize me? It's Ai-Ai, we talk all the time. We're friends!"
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The angel remained looming nearby, seeming to take the other’s injury into mind. Extensive enough to make things easier, it took a fair amount of fun out of the game but, really, he couldn’t be picky over such a thing. If he had been a vampire then surely that much blood would have set something off, perhaps it was something to be thankful over that he was far more interested in other things.
He sat back very slightly on his heels, or what was close enough to be called that, taking note of how the Lilim stood up shakily. Partially wondering what was going on, partially not caring. He was well aware that such a being didn’t have enough strength to do harm through his field, and attack would be pointless and he had the feeling that she wouldn’t attempt it either way.
He couldn’t see the arms but he could sense the movement, he could hear the voice but there’s was very little of his namesake left in him. Free will, an oxymoron of an angel. The beast stayed still for a few moments, seeming for a few moments that he had taken it in, a short lived moment before the killing instinct kicked back in. While he might have once had the will to defy his nature in his other form, in this one at this time he was as loyal to his blood line as the others had been. Uncaring about the ones from the other moon.
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Why did this have to happen to him? In some perfect image she had set in her mind, Kaworu was the person she had admired most. Maybe he hadn't understood her romantic gestures but she could live that. What she couldn't live with was the acceptance of him the way he was now.
Removing her hands from her body, she slipped one into her basket and grabbed onto something orange. A long piece of fabric by the looks of it. When she pulled it away from the carrier, she held it in both of her hands with a whimper. The next time she had met him she had intended on wrapping it around his neck. "You aren't allowed to stay that way. I have to give you this. I mean, how will this fit you if you keep up that shape?"
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The angel seemed to cringe very slightly at the sharp sound, more of an
annoyance and a pain than anything else. The repetition, the noise, was it really necessary? If he hadn’t caved to a Lilim on the first call, would he really after all of that. Regardless he didn’t seem to make an action to avoid the sound, no movement of hands up to wherever his ‘ears’ were, just his mouth seeming to take a very sharp turn downwards.
The low growling sound had returned as an almost exact match to the warning noises from the feed. Maybe this wasn’t the best target, too noisy and despite it all he couldn’t bring himself to find to killing effort, it would be wasted on someone like this surely. There could be other targets, ones who would put up more of a fight and chase while being less noisy overall.
He seemed to watch, if something without eyes could do such a thing, before turning his head elsewhere. There was enough sense in his head to know that his time was running short, short for what reason was a current mystery, and he needed to make use of this time...
The creature leaned towards her very closely before making a very clear warning sound, last chance.
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Staying silent except for the occasional sniffle coming from her nose from holding back tears, she didn't falter in her promise to stay near to him despite the scary noises he tried to make.
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With the warning given, he leaned back and moved away with the intention of leaving for some other source of food. One which wouldn’t make so much noise, while preferably still a Lilim of some kind. Difficult to find but there was no reason that he couldn’t snack during the search. As long as this one didn’t scare anything else away, he’d let her live, it could be tolerated to certain points. Of course there was always the other option which he had at hand for escaping the rather ignorant Lilim, angels were depicted with wings for a reason after all.
He started moving at a fairly quick pace, long strides at a constant pace. He had an idea of where to perch and look for food, high on the rooftops in the middle of the city, the perfect place to find and swoop when needed. It might get some distance between him and his little tag-along if nothing else.
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Wrapping the knitted garment around her own neck, with a limp to her right leg she proceeded forward cautiously. Keeping to the buildings walls or any other objects she could overt from being seen as much of her presence she could keep hidden looked to be the best option.
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