"rune…… notice how he calls you bird. Youre not an actual being to him. He wants you only for him. Hes a liar"
Naide said to her, knowing she wouldnt understand it all, but she just needed her to understand some words. The important ones
“She—She is an actual being to me! She just—she just isn’t human” He rasped, “She belongs as a bird because she is one—because—“ he coughed, “She was never meant to be human. I made a mistake—I want—I want my friend back.”
Mercy nodded, showing her agreement with Young-Jae’s words. ”Finneas doesn't really care about you, Rune. But I… We do. We know he has hurt you, we never will and we won't let anyone else.”
Kicking him harder than ever, Young-Jae threw the orb at him. Burning his side.
"Shut up you liar, you think we're going to believe you? What are you… A child?"
He said in a harsher voice.
“Aren’t you listening to me?” Finneas grew irritated, well, as much as he could being kicked in the ribs. “I do care! Your friend here just said he didn’t care about her.”
Rune meld her deep from as she looked from Niade, to Mercy, then to Finneas. Still, she couldn’t given them an answer, we’re they saying she had to leave Finneas for good..? “Hurt.”
"he hurts you"
Naide tried to put it into simple words.
"if you stay with us… no more hurt"
Naide loosened her grip on her, not letting her go though.
Rune understood that, relenting a bit away from Finneas and closer to Niade and Mercy, “Don’t..don’t hurt him.”
"Fine!"
Young-Jae said throwing his hands up in the air dramatically. Hes already hurt him enough.
"okay…. us? or him?"
Rune wasn’t sure what Young-Jae meant, so she stayed silent.
“Just let me go..” Finneas pleaded, “I won’t bother you again.”
"yeah right…. get this off of her, or ill hurt you so badly you'll be begging me to kill you. And i dont care about what Rune says."
He steps towards him, not kicking him, but threatening to.
”He's right.” Mercy’s eyes were still cold but her form returned to fully human.
”I honestly don't believe that you have ever cared about Rune, but I’ll give you a chance to prove me wrong. It's far more than you deserve but… Remove your shackle from her arm.” Her voice held no emotion. She didn't really think he would but for Rune’s sake…
”This will prove your word as well. As long as she wears it you’ll always be able to find her… And now that includes us.”
Finneas sighed through his nose, “I can’t do it here, and you have to believe me. I have to take her back to our home, or at least my home here on Earth. You can come with if you don’t trust me.”
Looking back at the rest, he didnt trust him one bit.
"WHy cant you?"
He crossed his arms stepping towards him more, subtly stepping on his fingers,
his glare technically said "dont even think about it"
Finneas winced, “Because I don’t have anything to take it off with, I kind of need my alchemist supplies.”
"then bring it here…."
He snapped at him. Naide let go of her letting Mercy take her, gaining her wolf form, she snarled at him.
Young-Jae forgot how big she was every single time.
“I can’t do that because I’m half dead from you beating me.” He spat more blood onto the floor, “I can’t make more than one trip back to my house. Rune has to come with me to take the band off. Like I said, if you don’t trust me, you can join us.” He spoke low, slow and painfully.
"fine….we're all coming with you."
Young-Jae said as he looked at Naide, growling at him. Her huge paws were the size of his own feet. Which was big for a dog.
“Fine, fine that’s fine.” He grunted, “Now can you help an old man up?” He lifted an arm in request for help.
”Tell us where it is. The sooner you get the band off the sooner we’ll leave you alone.” She rolled her eyes at his dramatics, ”And I highly doubt your half dead.”
She shifted one arm into that of a strong gorilla before grabbing the back of his shirt and setting him on his feet.
"Well, I kicked him pretty d* mn hard."
He laughed a little lifting his foot, then slapping his hand away.
"And like I'm gonna help you… Fool"
He looked down at the man. And he definitely looked down on him*.
He hated his guts.
Finneas thanked her and straightened his shirt as best he could. He told them his address, which happened to be in the middle of the country about two hours from the city.
”Save your thanks. I didn't do it for you.” Mercy scoffed, shifting her arm back to human. ”The only reason I'm tolerating your presence is for Rune’s sake. Like I said before, the sooner this is over with the sooner we never have to see you again.” she shrugged. ”However, I will give you this one warning; if you try anything funny, I can and will become a literal Nightmare to you.” That promise was sealed with a dangerous growl.
Full name: Grimm Reaper
Nickname: Death, Pale Death, Death Angel, but he prefers something not so dark…
Age: 6517 or something… idk, he lost count.
Gender: Male
Personality: INFP
Appearance: He is thin and decently toned allowing his hoodie to hang in a slim, well-fitting fashion. His hair is midnight black and shaggy, mostly going the same direction. His eyes are a deep crimson and intelligent, but still kind and almost shy. His skin is pale, but not to the point of sickly. His face is heartshaped and attractive, his smile soft and warming.
If you want to know more check out https://www.pinterest.com/B2URRYBEAST/characters-of-mine-handle-with-care/grimm-reaper/ and Grimm Reaper
Height: 5'11
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Distinguishing marks: Has a few scars from… encounters. Has one noticeable scar running along his jawline on the left side of his face.
Other: Has a major aversion to violence and cannot stand the sight of blood… like at all.
Favorite/ usual outfit: Usually wears dark faded jeans, hoodies, and Converse. Always has a pair of black headphones around his neck.
Favorites
Color: Carolina blue
Type of music or song: Loves Twenty One Pilots, Set It Off, Imagine Dragons, etc.
Food: Is Red Bull a food?
Weapon: When he absolutely has to, a scythe that he can summon out of thin air.
Backstory: All 6500 something years?
Hobbies: Listening to music, messing with Jinx, telling jokes, playing the electric guitar, gazing at the moon.
Dislikes: Being the Grimm Reaper
Talents: Besides the whole death thing, he is a decent singer, can play the guitar and is pretty humorous. He also writes poetry/songs.
Powers: He's the Grimm Reaper… what more do you need to know?
Name: Jinx
Age: In the 3000s
Gender: Male
Personality: ENFP
Appearance: Jinx is actually a cat. A demon cat, but still a cat. He is mostly black, his paws and snout are white. He has brilliant crystal blue eyes and a loud mouth.
Classification: Banished demon
Prejudice: Pretty much hates everyone, except for GR of course. He is completely and totally loyal to Grimm.
Finneas side glanced back to her, “I don’t have the physical capacity nor reason to try to betray you. I don’t even know you. The only one of you I don’t trust with Rune is that man over there.” He gestured to Young-Jae, “Don’t leave him alone with her.” Finneas’ bias was solely based on Young-Jae attacking him for, in his perspective, no reason.
(i like him alot!)
(Wait really?? Thanks! Now are they still in the mall?)
Young-Jae steps towards him, grabbing his shirt.
"you think… that i would…. hurt her? Im protecting her"
He said as he jerks away, Naide stepping towards him. She was going to rip him limb from limb once he had helped Rune.
(Wait really?? Thanks! Now are they still in the mall?)
Yeah, theyre about to leave though. So if you want to run into them, you might wanna just find them in the streets or wherever theyre walking
“You’re not going about it the right way,” he wiped his nose, “But anyway, my house is two hours away. Any more surprises?”
Rune slipped past Niade and Mercy while they were distracted to stand next to Finneas. She let her hand lightly brush against his right arm, silently wishing she could still perch there.
Morphing into her human form, surprisingly still had her clothes on this time. She gets to decide wether she kept them on or not.
Ignoring Rune, just seeing what she was doing made her mad. Did she even understand? She felt bad.
"screw you"
Young-Jae said to him walking away towards the entrance.