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Jaciel's eyes flash. "I am. So what?"
She smiles viciously and produces her angelic weapons: a pair of wickedly curved daggers.
"They'd better be prepared to die."
Jaciel's eyes flash. "I am. So what?"
She smiles viciously and produces her angelic weapons: a pair of wickedly curved daggers.
"They'd better be prepared to die."
"Have fun with that then I don't see you lasting a year I'm being generous by saying you'll last that long. "
(Time skip forward, like, a couple years now lol.)
A few years later now. Ala is gonna be pissed that she was wrong. Jaciel thinks to herself, laying down on the handle of her new scythe and smiling to herself.
(Lmao okay) ala was on a job as always the scar on her side still bothers her a side effect from the weapon that had given her the scar in the first place she was supposed to be looking for a demon that had gone rouge somewhere in the human realm
Huffing, Jaciel flips off the handle of her weapon, landing lightly on the air and walking down a thin wire of wind, grabbing her scythe and playing with it like it couldn't hurt her. Or slice the wind-wire she was on.
Lord below, it's taking that woman too long to find me. she thinks. She releases the scythe and starts playing a game with the nearby spirits, her horns glinting in the moonlight.
Ala was walking along the streets of a small nothing town trying to track down her target but she wasn't seeing anyone that matched the description
Flipping upside down, Jaciel searches the small street 70 feet below her and sees a figure walking.
Oh, hey! A person! she says to herself, flying Peter Pan style down to the person. Her cat-pupiled red eyes focus on the figure on the street, and she smirks. She lands in front of the woman.
"Long time no see, muffin." she smirks. "How's that wound?"
It took ala a moment before she recognised that voice.. And that face it was familiar "well I'll be damned your still alive? Angel of drugs or should say fallen angel? ' she had a smirk on her face as she spoke to the angel
Jaciel laughs.
"Muffin, it'd take Michael or Gabriel or God himself to kill me. And they know better than to fuck with me. And besides, you're already damned." she replies. Her scythe appears on the ground in front of her, standing up straight.
"So. Those demon attacks? Those were me, muffin." she smirks, perching on the head of the scythe.
"It's cute that you think in here for you sweetness I'm here for an old friend he's causing problems for me so I gotta take care of him "she shook her head and shifted her weight on her other leg because of the pain in her side
Jaciel notes the shift and snaps her fingers, knitting everything back together in Ala.
"Go to the alley on the left two streets away and walk down it. You'll find your 'friend' there." she smirks.
"What's left of him, at least."
Ala just looked at her slightly annoyed at the last thing she said "what do you mean what's left of him? What did you do? "
"Oh, nothing much. See, this is my turf, and a stranger was in it, killing my people." Jaciel grins, hopping down from the top of the scythe.
"So I taught him a lesson. He'll live. . . maybe."
"I need him alive idiot! What did you do to him?? " she starts walking in the direction the angel told her she could fine him
Jaciel shrugs. "See for yourself, muffin."
Ala's walk became a run as she began searching for her 'friend' and went she saw him her body went cold his soul was gone no longer in its vessel "you killed him" she spoke quietly almost in disbelief and she knelt in front of the corps
Jaciel tilts her head and snaps her fingers.
"Check again, muffin."
A couple seconds went by until she was able to see the demon again inside of the body she stood up walking a few steps away before pulling out a small vial with a chain attached to it and faced to opening toward him and his soul being sucked in before she closed the bottle and put ur around her neck "okay thanks loads sweetness but I gotta go"
Jaciel smiles. "Well, you see, the thing is, you trespassed too. Meaning you pay my fine - leaving you in debt - or you die."
Ala stopped in her tracks and turns her head "excuse me? "
Jaciel chuckles.
"You heard me."
( you know, the funny thing is Ala is Scottish too🤣)
"I don't owe you anything" she snapped before turning back around
(Really? That's hilarious)
The curved blade of a scythe appears at Ala's throat.
"I would really like not to kill you, but I will if I have to, muffin." she says calmly, if a bit harshly.
Ala just stared at her "back off sweetness you don't want this trust me"
"Oh? You want to test me, muffin?" Jaciel smirks.
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