Having some...fun [ENDED]

[TheHappyHippie97]

Anger blurred Delilah's mind as she walked away from Zack and Tam, leaving them to discuss their issues without her. Did she tunr into a fucking babysitter, or what?! Definitely not! She accepted being a teacher and even managed to stop herself from killing some students who had actually deserved it, but it was not her job to keep up with Tam's whining and annoying mood swings. So, she left the task of calming the redhead down to Zack, walking off to Kegan, in order to calm herself down a bit...
It was cold outside as she arrived at the town, but she still refused to replace her belly top with a jacket...or a T-shirt. So, the demon walked around, after she had managed to steal a bottle of beer from some random homeless guy on the street, looking for the one thing that could calm her down. Trouble. Yes, Delilah wanted a fight and soon she found her victims.
It was a group of young men, suddenly standing in front of her. One of them grinned at her and laughed evily. "Watcha doin' here, cutie? This isn't the place for girls like you~", he said, aiming to grab her face. But before he could do that, Delilah let her shadows spread around, creating a terrible atmosphere. She gripped the man's arm and...broke it. The sound of the crashing bone was like music to her ears.
"Oh, you are so right, darling~ Forgive me~!" Delilah smiled at the guy's fearful expression and continued to break his bones, one after another. First his hand, than his leg and finally...his neck, letting him fall to the ground.
"Six more to go~", she demon girl whispered grinning happyly and let the painful screams fill the air...

[Meduzia]

'Six more to go~' - said the girl and a man sitting behind those six man counted. Six indeed, excluding him. He was unnoticed anyway. Faith Flynn was about to fight too, to 'protect the girl's honor' as he would put it. However it seemed the girl was perfectly able to protect herself anyway. He let her, not even trying to protect those men. Yes, he talked to them, and yes, they might've been tad important for his mission, but he'd live. Offenders of women weren't supposed to live and this only served to prove Faith's theory further.

The long haired male still stood in the darkness when Delilah was finishing up. He didn't even bother to hide, though he was almost invisible, save for his deadly pale skin - or, actually more of gray, like dead man's because that's what Faith was. Almost blue lips only indicated because no, he did not do make up, not on himself at least. And, of course, his bright blue eyes, which still shone at the light of nearby torches scattered around Kegan walls.

"Good evening dear." - he greeted the woman, turned on his side against the wall that was supporting him. Faith was tall, but gaunt and relatively thin. It was obvious he was pretty and that 'hey cutie' could have been send his way too, because of his waist long hair. Perhaps this woman wouldn't like him very much either. He couldn't bring himself to care, for he had nothing to lose. He was dead already and in a very literal sense too.

[TheHappyHippie97]

This sensation of power...the sound of breaking bones...the smell of blood...that special look in her victims eyes...Delilah loved these things sometimes. It was that little part of her former personality that had survived till now. Whenever she was angry she needed a fight. A big one if possible. It's not like she hadn't tried something else to make her anger disappear. The demon had tried counting, meditating, sport...and lots of other things too. But nothing had the worked the way her fights did.
Delilah was just about to throw a bleeding head away when she heard a voice she didn't know. Did she forget one? No, that wasn't possible. These idiotic human creatures were always so noble, helping each other and not caring about the consequences. Stupid. Pathetic. However, now she just had to concentrate on the stranger...

"Oh, good evening~ Mind telling me who you are, darling?", the demon girl replied in a friendly tone and didn't bother deciding whether he was dangerous or not. She would take him if he dared to attack, no matter what. She made a few steps towards the long haired fellow and grinned at him as if he'd be an old friend of her's. "No worries, I'm done here~"

[Meduzia]

"No I wouldn't mind." - the male responded and went into fit of something very alike giggles, but he hasn't introduced himself. There would be time for that. Right now, he was thinking of something else entirely.

"You're the one's darling here, if you allow me call you that." - Faith began - "I liked what you just did there. Perhaps we agree on one matter - you shouldn't offend woman, you never know what she can do, eh?" - he continued, all too cheerfully and his eyes quickly flickered over the bloody scene before they were back at Delilah again, attempting to make out her eyes among all the hair. He wanted to see who he was speaking with, but yet again, he wouldn't make a great deal out of it.

"There were no worries to begin with. Discounted the one for you, of course..." - he muttered under the breath, but did not even move when the female stepped closer. In the end, he lazily raised his hand and tapped the wall next to him. "Sit?" - he offered.

Thinking of Faith Flynn, one could probably be greatly confused. At time of need he would be serious, at other times, he would be a 6-year-old child, not a 26-year-old man he was supposed to be. Only rare would be able to recognize a Shifter in him, let alone Officer. Many thought Faith was never the one for responsibility... But hey again, Shifters are peculiar. Rather peculiar indeed. Faith, for instance, had a hyena shadow that appeared only recently. Was it because he could shapeshift into hyena? Sure it was.

"I'm Officer Ravensdale." - he said, pulling out a plate out of his pocket, grimacing and apparently reading from it. - "But really, Charles Ravensdale is dead. He was once a human. I like to be called Faith Flynn. But it's your call, deary."