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Faolan

@MiddleMischief

You can call me life a blessin'r a curse, but when it all comes down to 't, I ain't the borin' one. Blessed by the Sins. #Demon #OC #Rp #โ„œ๐”ฒ๐”ฆ๐”ซ

Loathing the delightful shudder that spawns from her voice down his spine. The shake through his shoulders quickly takes his whole body, converting involuntary pleasure to voluntary disgust. Limbs flail like they're trying to be rid of spiders. "'m not yer damn brother!"

Chuckles dark and richly, batting lashes, smile sweet as as a serpent is deadly. The Russian lilt carries on a static dreamy timbre. "Come now, that is no way to greet a sister."



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โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ถ โ„Œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”…๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฌ โ˜ฝ โ€ข ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ โ€ข โ€ข ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต โ€ข ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



"Lust didn't fuckin' drink me whole damn flask!" He barks indignantly, holding it upside and noting not a drop coming out otherwise. "'r issat teh entire fuckin' reason yeh drank all of it?" He's dealt with enough Lust Types to last a life time.

โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ถ โ„Œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”…๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฌ โ˜ฝ โ€ข ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ โ€ข โ€ข ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต โ€ข ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



"Not really," he answers to the question of help. "Figured I'd try'n be nice t' someone fer once. Didn't exactly peg ya as a Gluttony type." Huffs at the empty flask before reseating it in his pants pocket. "Boy was I fuckin' wrong.'

โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ถ โ„Œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”…๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฌ โ˜ฝ โ€ข ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ โ€ข โ€ข ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต โ€ข ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Distaste settles on his lips, but is gone when the flask is returned to his hands. That was the last of his best and oldest whiskey. He damn well hopes he enjoyed it. "Does it matter?" The Irish lilt answers.

โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ถ โ„Œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”…๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฌ โ˜ฝ โ€ข ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ โ€ข โ€ข ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต โ€ข ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



That's a look he's familiar with. Passes the man a flask.

โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€ โ€๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฅ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ถ โ„Œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”…๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฌ โ˜ฝ โ€ข ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ โ€ข โ€ข ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต โ€ข ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



She's fuckin' /mean/ as she is pretty. Fuck sakes.


Scoffs harshly, brows furrowed, and rage rising. "You're teh fuckin /worst/ sometimes, yeh know that?" Huffs some more, and stalks off, gaze snapping left and right for any sign of some asshole with a cross and holy water hell bent on makin his night a bad one.

Brows raise, bemused at his dramatic display of upset. A coil of laughter greets him. "I suppose I don't. Won't your Liege's be ever-so disappointed to lose you." Not a question, but a statement.



He can't breathe. Face is beyond shock or indignation, simply frozen for a brief moment in an absurd speechless gaping. Finally~ "How teh FUCK do you know!?"

HARD eye roll. "You can hardly be exorcised, calm your tits."



!? "A /what/!?" Eyes dart about frantically. "And'ya outted /me/!? Out yer fuckin' self next time!" Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck


That's a feeling that hits close to home. "Well... that's somethin' I know a bit about. Hard teh care when there's no one to care."

Shrugs, not bothered in the slightest. "Used to it and prefer it. I can do /so/ much more when I don't have to worry about disappointing anyone."



Looks around for anyone suitable. Spots an old man. Wonders if he's too touch to eat. And then a child. Does meat on the bone matter? Then a fat man. Does that make them flavorful? But then all that lard is probably a nuisance. What is he getting himself into?


"Startin' teh see why yer not welcome anywhere else." Crosses his arms in annoyance.

"Neither and both." She said wryly, having no interest in sharing the intricacies of her history.



Is overthinking this whole eating people business.


"What if she doesn' like a certain kind o' man though? Like some people don't like spicy food. OR Sin's forbid, what if she's ALLERGIC teh someone 'n I'm teh poor unlucky bastard that offers him up?"

"Faolan, just pick an assortment and let her at them. Do it for science... and our entertainment."



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