It's mine and I'll hunt where I damn well like... (RP for demon_shawn)

[ashes_ascending]

Phoenix rather enjoys his sojourns topside. And since he's managed to behave himself, his owners, Hell's royal family, seem more than happy to allow it again.  As long as he continues not to cause havoc in the palace, be it accidentally poisoning monkeys, or insulting Lucifer's sister, or … Well, he's been good little incubus. He'll be leaving it

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[demon_shawn]

{ooc: my Shawn's verse is here and dial_a_psychic's relationship with his is one of two persons, one body type}

Shawn wasn't exactly subtle when his body demanded food; the bags under his eyes, deflated hair, and lackluster skin were all symptoms of it. The guy he'd been tracking down was a virgin but one evil virgin at that; he had killed his entire family and escaped the penalty by proving his insanity and later escaping the loony bin.

As he trailed this walking sandwich, his sense of smell picked up another like him...no...this guy was nothing like him. "Fuck him; I have priority," Spencer told himself and kept up the chase.

[ashes_ascending]

As a cosseted and well-fed pet himself, Phoenix looks as immaculate as always. The prey could be a choirboy for all he knows or cares, beauty is such a curse among mortals.

It irks him some, that the other hunter hasn't withdrawn. Phoenix has a profound sense of being better than other demons, due mostly to his alien birthright. He turns a corner and hangs back in the shadows, the young lad he's chasing passes by, looking around a little nervously. Sweet.

Only that upstart is not far behind. Once the human boy has passed, Phoenix steps out of the shadows to make his presence a little more obvious to the interloper.

[[ooc: Jekyll and Hyde kind of thing? Phoenix is going to be all O_o (Have joined and will have a good read. Awesome artworks)]]

[demon_shawn]

(ooc: Yeah...when he's not talking to his Human-boo, demon!Shawn is his own person. And thank you!)

The demon mistakes the other guy's hiding in the shadows as a sign of giving up so he continues on his trail. Come to Papa, you little sociopath, Shawn utters under his breath as soon as their joint victim is just far enough to be killed and not be noticed.

Before he could even notice the other demon, Shawn sprinted out of his hiding place and tackled the young man to ground. Before the victim could scream, the fake psychic bit down the throat and ripped out his vocal cords with his razor-sharp teeth. The overwhelming sensation of relief washed his body as he swallowed his first bite of flesh in three weeks.

Suddenly, he felt his fellow demon become extremely irate and he sneered. "Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers."

[ashes_ascending]

"Fucking flesh-eater!" So much for etiquette and correct procedure. Bloody savage. Phoenix winces at the speed and suddenness of the loss of his tasty little prey - for a second, then he's just plain livid. What a waste of a perfectly edible.. in quite a different way.. body.

"Surface-crawler." He hisses. "Only I didn't lose him, did I? dirty little thief. Darkness, if you'd waited an hour, or three, I might have been able to accommodate you."

I want to see Phoenix's face when he sees his 'pet'

[demon_shawn]

Shawn instantly rolled his slit eyes at the name-calling and focused back on his meal. "Dude, take a chillax pill; he's a triplet," he said as the moonlight shone on him, letting Little Miss Pretentious see who the thief was.

"There are plenty of other virgins in this place and 99% don't have a rap sheet with murder-one so they're yours," Spencer continued, waving his bloody hand dismissively while taking the liver and giving it a good lick. Pickled! Just the way I like it!

The icon says it all ;)

[ashes_ascending]

"Yes. But I'm hungry now!" Yes, Phoenix is very spoilt, and thinks he's, well, one would hardly say 'God's gift' but the other guy is SURFACE scum for darkness's sake. Aw, gah, that's.. disgusting...

Phoenix knows that voice... now it's not all sneery and warning him off. And when the moon comes out, despite the blood-covered face, Phoenix steps back a bit. Stunned isn't quite the word for it. "What. In the name of unholy, fucking, shite...???"

Oh, very eloquent. "Shawn?"

Any links to Nix's rp with Shawn?

[demon_shawn]

Once he heard his name being called, Shawn spun around and, by instinct, covered his mouth. "P-Phoenix?"

Done.

[ashes_ascending]

"Yes. Me." This is not turning out to be a wonderful evening, though that's a little better. Phoenix tolerates Shawn's attitude, because he happens to like it. It's almost a pity that Phoenix hasn't actually informed Shawn of his pet-status. But that's a mere detail.

"I remain confident that there's a perfectly logical explanation for all this?"

Re: Done.

[demon_shawn]

"Define 'perfectly logical'," Shawn quipped like he usually did, licking the blood off his face. His eyes shone with his usual ways as he stood up and smirked at the alien demon.

"So, besides your spoiled meal, how's things in Hellsinki?" he inquired.

[ashes_ascending]

"To be honest, I haven't the foggiest notion." Sod logic. It's a demon. Shawn's a demon. What? No!

"How?" Phoenix asks irritably. It's SO unfair. "Have you been making deals with somebody who isn't me? Because if so. Once I've thrashed your arse, I'm going to have to go and find them, and feed them their own eyeballs."

[demon_shawn]

"Nope; fell asleep a human one night, woke up starving the next day starving," Shawn responded with a disarming smile. To be perfectly honest, that's exactly what happened. "Why so serious, Nicholas Cage?"

[ashes_ascending]

"Bastard." He mutters, at whatever little shit decided it was fun to go around changing his pet mortal, and possibly acquiring Shawn's soul in the process.

Phoenix moves a bit closer and raises an arm to cuff Shawn around the ear. "I wanted your soul. You were mine! I should have marked you, I really should, but no. Out of sheer kindness I chose not to, and now look what's happened."

Sorry was eating dinner

[demon_shawn]

Shawn flinched and hissed back as he swiped Phoenix off. "My soul is mine and still intact, a--hole...and guess what? It was, is and never will be yours so suck it."

Never a problem. I have to disappear too at times.

[ashes_ascending]

"See? you never have spoke to me like that before. You were cheeky, but pleasurable and pliant. Just the way I like it."

Phoenix grabs Shawn's collar, his own smart dark clothing now becoming stained with blood, and pushes him up against the nearest wall. "It would have been so easy for you. I'm permitted to have pets of my own. You'd have had nice luxurious apartments in the palace, a pretty collar, Hell's not so bad."

He doesn't realise he's pouting like a five-year old. "I thought you LIKED me."

[[ooc: If it's okay to get rough? I don't godmode, and like to make sure what other people's permissions are]]

[demon_shawn]

[ooc: Nope, demon!Shawn likes it rough]

"I'm still me..." Shawn growled against the wall's surface, unconsciously baring his teeth. "And unless you're in leather chaps, I'm interested in wearing some retarded collar..."

Spencer had to admit, he had become a lot cockier since he got this new body.

[ashes_ascending]

"There's nothing wrong with a nice collar" The one Phoenix wears is no longer that embarrassing pink thing. This one is soft black tooled leather and gold, and bears a royal crest. He's gone up in the the world downstairs a bit. He's now one of the Royal incubi/succubi, who provide narcotic blood for their owners and are under their protection.

"All right. Bitch." He gives Shawn another sharp clout for good measure, and steps back, releasing the other demon. "Let's see what you're made of. If you win, you get to tell me to leave you alone, or not, your choice. If I win? Then you'll be my supper. And my pet."

He... might cheat.

[[neat ;) ]]