@Vuclan-is-tired
He takes another sip. "Not exactly. Being a hacker has its perks." Antoine shrugs lightly and chuckles a little. He loved hacking actually.
He takes another sip. "Not exactly. Being a hacker has its perks." Antoine shrugs lightly and chuckles a little. He loved hacking actually.
"But modern human systems are so…basic," Michaelo said, gesturing with his coffee before taking a sip. "None of you can even get past the first few planets. It's sad."
"You guess?" Jared raised an eyebrow, seeing her annoyed glance at the tv's. "You're clearly not the best right now, something's wrong. So why don't we go outside, if you would accompany me for a walk." He said to Zoe.
He smirks, "I've seen past that. So many governments are trying to hide things from the human world." he clicks his tongue.
"At least no human has figured out proper interdimensional travel yet," Michaelo chuckled. "The poor bastards would be so out of their league."
"Very much so." Antoine replies, humming a little as he brushes his his white hair from his face.
"I mean they're already struggling with the whole 'humans aren't the only ones' thing. I mean I used to be human, and I wasn't even that stupid when I was," Michaelo rambled
Antoine listens, a small smile on his face. A supernatural of sorts… much like him. He relaxes and sighs softly, drinking from his cup.
"Granted, my kingdom has been lightyears ahead of the rest of humanity for ages. Which explains why they're all so stupid now," Michaelo chuckled
"Well, she adopted them. she is like the stereotypical soccer mom" he says shrugging "And thats the only demoness with the name of Mania in this country"
i know lol, he just enjoys watchig people suffer. he finds it funny//
(lol of course)
"What??" Atticus was thoroughly confused at this point, trying to imagine Mania living with children, nonetheless happily with them. He seemed to short-circut, blinking repeatedly before muttering. "Has to be someone else…"
"She works as a demon queen on the weekends. she says it has a good pay grade" he tries to stop himself from laughing at the angels look of horror. His emotions are delicious he thinks savoring the angels feelings
a quick explaniation on that: he is a siren, one that feeds on emotions and souls. they also have a very twisted sense of humor//
He laughs, "Sadly, my tribe is dead, so." he shrugs casually.
"My kingdom was reduced from nearly a million or two to only a handful of people, myself included. We are few and far between now," Michaelo said with a shrug
Antoine shrugs and hums softy. "Last one… apparently." he sighs and takes another sip of his drink.
"Really now?" Michaelo asked, sounding intrigued as he adjusted his monocle. "I may just have to study you while I'm distanced from my work."
He laughed at that question. It was strange for someone to ask that. "Guess I was rised to treat girls the right way. Plus, no one likes douche bags like him." Flashing her a smile, he looked out outside Dalton was still there. It was hot out today, well to Ty at least, so he really didn't want to start anything but if he didn't leave he would.
Ava showed the beginnings of a small smile. "Yeah, I guess." She noticed him looking at Dalton. She sighed. "Is he still there?"
Antoine raises a brow at Michaelo. "Do that I cut you." He says, smirking a little. It was true, he was the last of his species. Didn't mean he wanted scientists cutting him open.
"I wouldn't slice you open like some barbarian," Michaelo said with a roll of his eyes. "I have scanners that do the job just fine, thank you."
He shrugged. "Doesn't mean I like people inspecting every inch of my body." He rolls his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.
"But that's how you learn," Michaelo protested. "Humans did it for thousands of years before they figured out as much as they did, and they still don't know everything."
Antoine shakes his head. His sister's screams echoing in his head. Pain flashing through his body. "I've been tested on enough, thank you." He mutters.
Atticus looked at this siren like he was insane. That made no goddamned sense to him. "What the fu… you must be messing with me. You have to be messing with me." His confusion quickly turned to anger.
"You nasty piece of shit! You think this is some sort of game?! I'm out here searching for a cold-blooded murderer and you think you can run me on a sort of goose chase?!" He was beginning to yell as he stood up abruptly, knocking things off the table in his rage-like state.
(lol I've never actually written Atticus this angry before. this is fun. idk what's gonna happen, but it's fun)
"Alright, alright, I understand. I won't pull your tail," Michaelo laughed, his own thick, snakelike tail flicking into the air to make a point
Antoine raises a brow. "Huh." He smiles a little and flicks his hair from his face. "Nice tail." He chuckled.
"It's like having a third hand. Very useful," Michaelo hummed, preening a little at the compliment
He smiles. "Nothing special here. Other than I can harden my skin, making scales and wings." He shrugged. "Honestly the wings get in the way at times."
"Really? Like a dragon? Or a wyvern?" Michaelo asked excitedly. He knew a creature like that, a shapeshifting spirit named Coatl. They were a sort of…long, rainbow dragon
"Dragon." He laughs at the others excitement. "It's rather nice." He smiles at Michaelo. He was beginning to like the male.
"So you're a dragon?" Michaelo asked. "I haven't seen a dragon in ages," he said with a wide smile
"Half breed, but yes." He smiles at the others excitement. He runs a hand through his hair. "It's a lot of responsibility… But… Being the only one isn't to bad."
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