Cerviel

He doesn't know what to feel after being brought back to life, let alone Sephtis was the one who made it happen. He frowns, unsure of what to do now that he's indebted to that crazy man. Does this mean that he's safe from Ibex's hands now that he's aiding the man? Well, it's a temporary thing. To be honest, he wasn't sure what to do now. The only person that cares about him is dead, and now he has no one. Closing his eyelids, thinking on what he should, and how he can be free from Sephtis's hands. He comes across a gas station and freezes in place when a familiar presence came over him. "Levushka the Angelic Lion." Hatred laced his words, storming over to the van and swings the backdoors open. His eyes locked on the unconscious man, eyes filled with disgust. "Bastard taking a nap at this time? Idiotic!" He didn't notice that someone else was there, and his anger subsided. He examines her, grinding his teeth together, trying to figure out a way to make her disappear. "You're just going to get in the way." He has to do an extra step to kill the man all thanks to her. "Great." He quickly creates a portal behind him, grabbing the man by the ankles and proceeds to drag him through.

Dakota || Mentions: Cerviel, Levushka

Dakota was sitting down, criss-crossed beside Levushka, fiddling with her fingers, sighing quietly. Then out of the blue, she flinched and the doors had swung opened with a thud, and a strange man had stormed in, and she watched in silence as he began spitting out words of hate. Then he spoke, and she tilted her head, "What?-" Before she knew it, a portal was created behind the man, and he was grabbing Levushka, bringing him into the portal. She growled, a knife appearing in her hands, and she grabbed Levushka, yanking him backwords, kicking the stranger sideways, knocking him out of the van, sitting defensively infront of Levushka. She looked around quickly, looking for Leonas. Where the fuck is he!? She held the knife up, walking out of the van, slamming the door behind her. "Who the hell are you, and why are you taking that man?" She hissed, grabbing him by the collar, holding the knife close, "Answer me now, or I swear to god, I will slice you in two."

Cerviel

Cerviel grunts in pain when the woman kicks him to the side, and his eyes burn bright with fury. With the collar of his shirt grabbed, he grabs onto the woman's wrist and gives it a rough squeeze with his demonic hand. "Let go of me, mortal woman. My business isn't with you, but with that archangel sleeping in that van." Using his powers to burn the surface of her skin to get her to let go, and a bit of his dark light starts coating his body. "Move out the way before I kill you! He killed me first, so now I'm going to return the favor." His angelic hands start glowing bright, grabbing Dakota by the throat, throwing her against the van. His wings sprout from his back, causing his shirt to rip. "I'm not backing down, werewolf lady." He spat, clearly not in the mood to continue speaking.

Dakota || Mentions: Cerviel

Dakota glares at the man, well.. not man, from the sights of it, he was an angel of some sort. A possibly ressurected one at that. She could feel her wrist burning up, her nerves on fire, Fuck. She grinds her teeth, her jaw clenching, she turned her head away, her eyes squeezed shut. Ow, ow, holy shit OW. She turned to face him again, "You'll have to kill me first," she threatened, but afterwards she was pinned against the van, a hand wrapped around her throat. Her eyes seemed to widen, and she gripped his hand, trying to pry it off her throat, "Werewolf.. lady?" She managed to spit out, her eyes brightening up, "Thats.. new," she coughed, and kneed him in the stomach, tossing the blade in the air, twisting her head, biting his hand. She kneed him again, and pushed her legs outwards, kicking him off of her. Dakota could almost feel her skin burning underneath, pain rushing in and out of her body like fire. She caught the knife, and tossed it at the man, watching as it landed in his right shoulder and she winced at the slight sound it made. She rubbed her throat, groaning painfully, "Go on. Do your worst, c'mon, kill me," she urged. She refused to let this moron get ahold of Levushka, well, she might not have an opinion any longer if she was murdererd.. that would be unfortunate.

Nakao

Nakao's eyes narrow a bit when she asked that question, a bit of uncertainty coming off the man. He sighs, rubbing his forehead while sitting down on her bed. Thinking about what he should do at this moment. "No, I'm not. I'll be leaving when there are places available." He stood up from the bed, walking over to Lucille, "Listen. I'm not going to be a good father. To add, I'm someone that Karasu shouldn't look up to." He tilts his head, "You were doing just fine raising the boy without my terrible influence getting in the way." Placing a hand on her cheek, "I need a few days to rest and I'll be leaving. Unless," a devilish smirk crosses his face, "you want to raise two children, then there shouldn't be an issue."

Cerviel

"Your death will come quick and painful." He hissed, gasping for air when she kneed his stomach again and again. Glaring at the hand she bit, and eyes filled with disgust-hoping the werewolf chick didn't give him rabies. He was going to say something else until she kicked him off, getting ready to use his powers until her knife went into his shoulder. "Damn, werewolf! Curse your magic blades or whatever!" His eyes glow again, creating a gothic bastard greatsword using his dark light magic, and he narrows his eyes while pulling the knife out from his shoulder. "You're starting to annoy me. You might be beautiful, but that's the only great trait you have. Your damn annoying, mostly your determination." A smile plays on his face, "Come on, werewolf lady, shall we dance?" Tossing her the knife back, and creates a portal beneath his feet. He falls through, creating a portal behind Dakota, readying his sword to slash at the back of his neck. A playful look in his eyes, purposely missing the strike and only sliced the surface of her skin. Using his wings to quickly move away from her, and his feet skids against the ground after doing so. It was obvious that he was toying with the woman: the look in his eyes, and the way he wasn't attacking her.

Malaki: Mentions: Sky

"Alright, forget what I just said. Let's finish this patrol," Sky said back to Malaki, starting for the far side of the clearing. Malaki nodded and he walked with her, taking in the beauty of the wilderness that surrounded the cabin while walking with her. "I have to say, this is a really nice place to stay. If I wasn't wanting to pursue a singing career, I may just build a cabin myself so I could have my own little slice of the land to myself. No Ibex, no obnoxious neighbors, just myself and the wilderness." He said while carrying his G36. "So Sky... do you like living in a city, or would you like to live in a place like this?" Malaki asked her, before realizing that he really had nothing better to talk to her about.