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Post by Phillis Von Christ on Feb 9, 2012 16:37:21 GMT -5
" I told ya already! I'm real strong. Strongest one here, I could bet ya a good coin on it. " The boy said, rather proudly. " I'll fight ya, but ya gotta fight clean, no weapons." The boy stands in a ready position. "I'll give ya the first hit!"
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 16:40:28 GMT -5
"I'm not fighting you, kid. Besides, forst off I can use magic. Even if you told me right now that is againsed the rules, I'm a demon. Clearly, I'm more powerful than you. Sorry." Walter shrugged, but scratched the back of his head.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Feb 9, 2012 16:49:53 GMT -5
"I ain't 'kid'! The name's Grayson. And stop bein' sucha baby! Imma half-demon, ya know!" He yelled out, he was obviously a kid who had learned his threats off the streets.
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 16:54:19 GMT -5
"Half-demon, ehh?" Walter smirked. "I'm a pure demon, practically leader of all demons. Learn who you are speaking to before making empty threats." Walter was clearly just picking on him, but he couldnt help it. He was having fun, "How old are you?"
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 17:03:59 GMT -5
Walters face dropped slightly, staring at the boy. "I do not lie, I am satan's top demon...who is your mother?" Walter frowned. He didnt have a child. Clearly this boys mother wanted him to feel better about himself.
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 17:10:43 GMT -5
"I'm sure she is, Grayson, I'm just confused is all..." Walter rubbed his temples for a few moments. Scarlett...Scarlett...I...I remember the name from somewhere...where from...?
"Do you know anything about your father then?" Walter asked, fairly confused.
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 17:17:17 GMT -5
"Of course he is not my child, I'd have been 16! Well, there was that one time...but it was only one time! He-He can't be my child!" Walter flailed his arms around. Looking closer at the boy, he did look similar. His hair was brown and in layers, slightly past his ears. He seemed a bit taller for his age, only slightly, and he was fairly skinny.
Walter stared at Grayson for a few moments longer, before rubbing his eyes, muttering, "...shit...I remember who Scarlett is now..."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Feb 9, 2012 17:21:41 GMT -5
"So you did sleep with her?" Phillis asked, a little too openly. Of course, it was just to put the pieces together so that everything would make sense. "This has to be your kid then, it all fits together perfectly."
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 17:23:15 GMT -5
"Apparently..." Walter muttered. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, being careful to go around the horns. He continued to stare at Grayson, seriosuly surprised.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Feb 9, 2012 17:35:38 GMT -5
Phillis laughed. "What're you doing here anyways, little boy?" he asked Grayson. "I gotta make a living too! And capturin' you two'll get me lotsa money!" He blurted out. Forgetting he was supposed to be quiet about it.
Norman growled angrily. "You fool! I told you to stay quiet about that! Shall I dispose of you like I did with the others?!" he yelled.
Grayson shook his head, obviously scared. "B-But they already knew that's whatcha wanted ta do! Why punish me?!"
"Do I need to make an example out of you, you brat?!" Norman yelled, silencing everything.
"N-No sir.." Grayson gulped back, taking a step away from Norman. Obviously the man intimidated him.
Post by Walter Grace on Feb 9, 2012 17:40:42 GMT -5
"I suggest you shut your mouth, 'Norman', before I shut it for you!" Walter barked, bringing Grayson behind him towards Phillis and filling his hands with black magic. Clearly, he was pissed off.