by Castiel » Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:07 pm
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"Sweet vanilla?" Verena asked with a light smile, waving the young demon off. Turning back to Seijiro, she prepared herself for something rather unpleasant. In the end, she flinched at his words anyways, though only barely. "Exactly what I needed to hear," Verena said coolly. Never having to think about Seijiro again seemed like a good plan. She didn't want anything to do with him anymore. Really, she didn't want to have anything that even related to him.
Forcing herself to turn away, Verena decided if now was the right moment to leave. It seemed that Seijiro was prepared to leave her be. About to call for Arun, an idea struck her head. There was probably one last thing she wanted to do. Verena wasn't about to take any thought of Seijiro with her. But maybe she could leave an impact on his own. Or perhaps she knew she was going to remember Seijiro, and wanted to return the favour.
Arun waved back, not sure how to respond to the two demons. They were pretty different, or just polar opposites. Though somehow seemed to be friends. The thought puzzled him, yet didn't surprise him. He thought of his sister. She and Arun had completely different tastes and personalities, but they found themselves agreeing on things anyways. Like how demons might not have all been cruel. Arun and Verena were considerably different, and even though she had never admitted that he was a friend, she enjoyed his company as well. Or, at least, Arun liked to tell himself so.
About to head out to grab something, Verena turned around to see another demon. Ragged, sweaty and panting. And bleeding. She immediately felt sorry for him. But as she was about to reach out, he made a violent move, chasing away any pity that she had felt a moment ago. Verena had pulled out a long dagger - he was already injured, she could've held him for a long while. However, Seijiro moved faster, and had the other demon constrained before she herself had barely moved. Verena's heart wrenched. Yet again, Seijiro had done her a favour. As of now, she already felt like the cold and emotionless Seventh King had overridden whatever it was she remembered from earlier.
Verena bit back a thankful comment, gesturing to Arun. She tried to remain oblivious to what was happening with Seijiro, but was overhearing the conversation anyways, taking note of every word. Verena wished to help, and help she would. She just wasn't about to tell Seijiro that she did care. Sticking to mindless demon killing hunter was easy enough. However, as Verena slowly led Arun out, her gaze lingered on the injured demon, though turned away a second later.
Verena had her head dropped low as she noticed Seijiro tending to the issues. She swallowed, and shrugged lightly at Seijiro's words. Which seemed to be kinder than usual. "I will," Verena said, lifting her head up with a short-lived smile. "Try not to die yourself. Your absence from this world would be quite depressing," she replied, a note a sarcasm in her voice.
Finally making it out the door, Verena turned to Arun. "You know, you still haven't asked me how I came to know Seijiro and how I came to understand demons a bit better," she said casually. "You haven't asked me either," Arun said with a shrug, "I'm sure it's a long and depressing story for both of us. On the other hand, you aren't really going to leave that guy to fight whatever it is, are you?" Arun asked with a slight tilt of his head.
"Of course not," Verena replied, already beginning to head off, "You take the car and leave. Don't feel obliged to get involved," she added with a shrug. Arun snorted, and just followed her, poking her lightly on the shoulder. "Nope. Going with you," he said, voice slightly teasing. Verena responded with a light laugh, though she felt distant from the world around her, blindly headed in the direction that the demon had mentioned. It wouldn't be too far if she jogged at a reasonable pace.