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Post by Vilof Tera on Dec 1, 2013 0:26:54 GMT -5
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Broken and WEARY, Unable to find MyWay | [atrb=width,320] It had been awhile since Sloth had returned to Hell. After being forced into the human world, he simply didn't feel like coming back quite yet. He rather enjoyed the sun, and surprisingly could find a few places where he could simply be alone and sleep for weeks at a time. It was simply paradise. At least, it was until he started being hunted like a rabid dog from what seemed like all types of species. Sure, the few that found him were simply small fries, but that just meant the much larger and more threatening ones would be there that much quicker. Which is why he decided to return to his safe haven, hell. and to his favorite spot at that. But being in hell was something rather boring, and even Vilof couldn't stand it too much. He couldn't help but yawn, and had difficulty sleeping. He shook his head, and moved himself into a more comfortable position as he tried to get to sleep. It just wasn't the same. The air smelled rancid, he didn't feel the warmth of the sun or the shade of the trees. It simply paled in comparison to the naps he could have in the human world. He almost wanted to cry at how much of a difference and how much worse it truly was. He curled up, rocking slightly.
He didn't quite understand why he couldn't sleep. He was tired, more tired than any amount of sleeping time would quench. He shut his eyes, but the dreams and sleep simply didn't come. The passing days, the cycles of hell flowing over him like they were simply days. he couldn't handle it too well, so he sat up and sighed. That's when his slow mind finally figured it out, he'll get some poor togabito to come fight him and make him more tired. Or, if they were strong enough, go be bait in the human world so he could finally sleep. He expressed his energy, releasing a large burst of energy to simply draw in anyone that wanted to challenge someone like him. He just wanted to sleep.
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Post by Vlasta Kral on Dec 2, 2013 14:29:52 GMT -5
Since she had gotten her new power, Vlasta hadn't left Hell for even a second. She hadn't even thought about doing such a thing really. She hated what the human world had become. While it was true she still needed to find that one human that had defeated her and crush it, She needed to reclaim her kingdom first. That was just what she had been doing. No one was there to stop. If they tried to, they were only met with embarrassing defeat. She was the Queen of Hell once more. Not a single togabito had the power to bring her reign to a premature end this time.
Just as she had that thought, a power washed over her, a sickeningly familiar one. She got up from the stone she sat upon, overlooking her kingdom. Her eyes narrowed as that energy continued on past her, daring to taint her land. She wasn't going to have that man interfere anymore. She was beyond him now. It was time for him to finally get is just reward for the tortures he dared inflict upon her. It was bad enough when Greed had claimed her. That... waste of space went and did the same, cruel thing to her, giving her a fate worse than death. Though, she had to give him some credit. Had he not released her rage so, among other sources, she probably wouldn't be at the level she was now. Maybe she would do him a favor and end him for eternity. It was much more humane than her other plans for him.
Her mind not made up for either way, she turned from her domain, not hesitating in the slightest to make her way toward the source she easily fixed in on. He wasn't that far. She didn't even set out in a run, gracefully walking all the way to the dreadful man. It was the same as ever when she laid eyes on him. Vilof was still a useless sack of meat, lazing about Hell. She wasn't even sure why he was there. Hadn't he left before? That fact inly annoyed her more, making her bite the inside of her cheek, getting close to drawing blood. She came to a stop a few yards away from him, her face losing all signs of aggression. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he pissed her off just by being there.
"Shouldn't you be busy rotting away in an alley in the human world?" she asked, completely serious. Vlasta didn't know what he did in the human world, but she was pretty that was all his life ever consisted of. "Get going" she commanded of him, her tone firm and strong. She didn't belong to him anymore. She could be the one giving orders now. Vilof wasn't a stupid man on top of being a complete waste of time. Vlasta knew he was smart enough to realize that obeying her was in his best interest. For a bit more push though, knowing it was nearly impossible to get drive into the man before her, she reached back, grabbing the handle of the sword that hung at her back. She didn't do more than that, not even taking a step forward. The look on her face was almost challenging though. Really, she didn't want him to give up and go so easily. As a sin, she had to at least give him a chance though. They were all somewhat one team, or a sorry excuse of one. Killing each other was counterproductive. If Vilof instigated something though, she had to defend herself and her land. The others would understand.
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