Damien lives in a small apartment. As soon as you step in his apartment, there is a kitchen immediately to your right. You can see the living room from the doorway, and immediately to your left, the first door is the bathroom, and the second door is the bedroom. ((If anything doesn't work, any of the links, let me know by leaving a comment in here :3 ))
Damien blinked at the boy holding his hand. His eyes had slightly grown wide with surprise about this even though it wasn't meant to mean much of anything. He felt a smile trying to slip through his lips but he held it back.
"Oh. Yeah, okay!" He guided Eyliant out of the shop.
"I'm Damien, by the way." He switched his hands so that Eyliant would be on the inside of the sidewalk next to Damien when walking down the street, just in case something could happened. "I didn't bring a car so we'll have to walk to my home. Are you going to be okay with that?"
Because it was bright out, Damien took his sunglasses that he had in his coat and took them out. He put them onto Eyliant's eyes so that the light wouldn't be so harsh on them.
Damien then looked down at the boy and saw that he wasn't wearing any shoes, "I think we're going to have to get you some shoes from some of the shops that are set up near here." Damien looked down at the road before the two. Except that won't be for like 20 more minutes..." He looked back over at the boy and he continued, "Will you be okay? Should I carry you?"
((OOC: Oh shoot! I forgot about the houses....so...do you think that we should first go to one of Damien's house and just pretend everything else happens there or what...? XD? It's a lot of moving from the city and what not I think, so you can quote me first if you don't want to write anything and i'll move us if that's what is supposed to happen. Or we can write about the stuff here and then move to my house?)) ((link to Damien's Profile))
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Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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Eyliant nodded and smiled back, squeezing the hand after it was switched. He was being lead it seemed, and the demon glanced back to the shop, seeing a few faces before he was lead out into the street, into the light that burned his eyes. He squinted and nodded. "yeah... I don't like cars." He said quietly. Being in one spot most of his life made the demon not like many things.
When he felt the glasses being put on him, he quickly recoiled, touching them. Yes, he was frightened of it, he hadn't ever worn them. "Thanks." he said, after realizing they weren't going to harm him, and helped cut down on the shine. He tilted his head about the shoes though. "Huh? I'm fine without shoes. Kinda need my feet to tell me if I can step on something or not, ya know?" He asked, staying beside Damien.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 10:16 pm
Damien looked at Eyliant, "Really? So then I guess you don't want a piggy back ride?" He blinked at the boy, helping the boy dodge people on bikes or those that were walking as well mail boxes.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 10:53 pm
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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"A what?" He asked, tilting his head. He looked at things as they passed, only getting a little glimpse of them here and there. "Just lead, I can mostly dodge things on my own." Eyliant said with a smile on his lips. Even if he said that, he did bang into a street lamp, causing him to groan in pain, stopping right there, letting go of Damien's hand to hold his forehead. From the sudden jolt and confusion, Eyliant's nearly human form faded, leaving the demon in his original form. He had bone like horns on his head and a long medium thick tail dropped behind him. The tail was covered in thorny spikes, the same spikes jutting quickly through the demon's skin. Four on his upper arms, two on the lower, ripping through the short sleeved shirt he had been given. There were some on his legs as well, but his pants hid it. It didn't really matter though, the few people who had seen him run into the pole, also witnessed the change and were fairly panicked.
Slight shock formed on Damien's face at the fact that the boy didn't know what a piggy back ride was. He was about to explain what it was when Eyliant ran into the street lamp. At first Damien thought everything was alright, jumped back when he saw the thorns jut out of his new slave's body. "W...What the f***!" The young man cursed. "A...Are you okay?" He reached his hand forward wanting to touch Eyliant but he stopped himself. "Eyliant?" Damien shook himself out of his shock and went around to Eyliant's front. He tried to position his hands on the boy's face where there weren't any thorns. "Eyli?", he said quickly calling him. He could tell the boy was in pain as he looked around at the crowd, some starting to scatter or hide, "Eyli?"
((OOC: emotion_kirakiraheart ; He pronounced Eyli as il-ee ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 11:32 am
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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Eyliant pushed the sunglasses up and continued to hold his head, quietly sniffling. After the initial shock, the thorns slowly started to recede. He chewed on his single hip ring as the pain stayed longer than it would on a human. With both hands holding his forehead, the heel of his hands covering his eyes, no one saw the demon was actually tearing up. "who knew physical pain would hurt so much! a small string of demonic sounding curses followed that. As the pain started to ebb, he pulled his hands from his face, showing a red liquid around his eyes, his tears were either red, were blood, or he had heart himself. "I'm alright, just a little dizzy." he said with a small smile. The thorns had vanished, but the horns and tail stayed, the only spikes on the tail at the very tip.
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Damien's brow furrowed. Holy sh*t, he thought at what he thought was the quiet sound of demon voices."You don't have to lie to me!" He said, taking his coat off and putting it around Eyliant to hide his tail. Suddenly picking up his new slave, he began to carry him as if they had just got married, careful to watch this tail. "Should we go to the doctor's pharmacy that treats slaves?" Damien said looking at the boy, still carrying the boy without any trouble at all. Damien looked like he was handling the weight of the boy just fine.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 10:19 pm
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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Eyliant blinked a little, not sure what he had lied about. He felt the coat wrap around him and he stood still. He tensed up being picked up, his arms quickly wrapping around Damien's neck so he didn't drop out of the male's arms. "I'm fine..." He said again, his tail curling up under him and lifting onto his body, out of the way. "And why wouldn't I be able to just go to a normal doctor? It's not like there's something in me that says 'this is a slave'." He mumbled, his pain gone and any sort of remnants of the injury as well. Eylian pulled the glasses back over his eyes and allowed himself to be carried. "I heal really fast."
"Yeah, well..." Damien paused for a few minutes, "...we can't exactly bring you to a normal doctor because of your...", he hesitated then continued, "thorny problem..." Damien tried to come up with something that wasn't obvious, like one of those clever play on words or whatever, but he couldn't do it. He smiled at himself and then looked back down at Eyliant, "Anyways, are you sure you don't need a doctor and that you're not in pain?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2015 8:39 am
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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Eyliant shrugged, holding tighter onto Damien. "That only happens when I'm in pain or surprised. I don't think a doctor could make that happen unless he was going to yank out my teeth or something." He said, opening his eyes and his fingers ran through Damien's hair. "It's pink..." He whispered to himself, wondering how on earth someone got their hair pink. It was the first time he noticed, and actually got a good look at his owner. He was rather cute, in Eyliant's opinion.
Damien looked down at Eyliant, surprised that the boy was running his fingers through his hair. Damien had turned his head towards Eyliant's touch as the boy was doing this because he began to get shivers down from the spot the boy was touching to his neck. Damien gave a smirk but his teeth were gritted at the touch, his eye on the side the boy touched closing in response as well. Damien rolled his shoulder's trying to get rid of the chill before continuing to speak, still somewhat smirking at the touch, "Well what if you have pain that doesn't stop, then what? Then the doctor will see your thorns!" Damien looked down at his new companion, the smirk gone now replaced by a softly (?) stern face.
Halfway through the conversation the boy had changed direction from going to the doctor that especially treated slaves to his apartment. Luckily his apartment was on the first floor towards the front so he wouldn't have to worry about people stopping him. Or so he though.
"Le Diable!"
"Ugh...Here we go!" Damien rolled his eyes, his voice filled with annoyance as his blind French-native elderly neighbor rushed up to him. He never knew how she knew Damien was there since she was fully blind, but she always managed to somehow. She also always somehow knew what kind of slave he had with him, though she referred to most as the devil like she was screaming Eyliant to be.
"Le Diable! Oh mon Dieu! Le Diable!" Damien spun around his elderly neighbor lady carefully as to not knock her down.
"Madame Magie! Not today!" The little old lady yanked on the boys arm still screaming at him in French, trying to make the hot pink-haired boy drop Eyliant. Damien tried to slightly raise Eyliant up and away from the little old lady but after a while of carrying Eyliant, even though his strength was pretty good, his strength began to lessen. He managed to slip his house without Eyliant receiving whacks to his body.
Damien sighed loudly as he let his weight fall against his door after he closed it with his foot, Madame Magie still yelling and now pounding outside his door. He had been staring up at the ceiling for a bit before he looked down. He smiled at Eyliant in an unconscious flirty way, "Sorry about that!" he winked, then after a few seconds of staring into Eyliant's eyes put him down carefully.
"She always is on to me about the slaves I bring home...or at least that's what I assume since she only ever yells at me when I have some around or living with me." He kicked off his shoes and took his coat off of Eyliant, walking over to the couch to throw it on it's arm, then back to the kitchen to look for something to drink and snack on.
"Are you thirsty or hungry?" He said bending down and peering into his fridge, resting his bodies weight somewhat on the door.
((OOC: pronounced ma-zjee, where the -g sounds like a buzzing -g..or something..lol))
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2015 5:44 am
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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Eyliant knew nothing on what this may do, make Damien think of him, he was just exploring and playing. He smiled, wanting to stop the teeth grinding, but that would just end up horribly wrong. "Hmm? It'll stop. If I can suffer my soul being attacked and be fine in an hour, bodily harm means nothing... But if the doctor seems my thorns its fine. He can avoid them. It's not like me to attack people who havnt attacked me." He said, grinning at the face he was actually able to see.
The demon kept his arms tightly around Damien and he smiled to himself. He somehow felt special being carried around, especially when he was no longer in pain. He kept his face mostly hidden in Damien's neck, humming happily, a content kitten. That is until he heard someone call him a devil. He was about to speak but it seemed Damien had this down. He chuckled at the elderly lady, a soft almost kind smile to the woman. She was old, her time would pass... But that's one french person Elyiant didn't wish to process. He continued to hold onto Damien, as it seemed his new owner didn't wish to put him down.
Once he was inside, he could hear the pounding on the door. He smiled a little, and after he was put down he shrugged. "I'll have to get used to that." He said simply, turning to the door and speaking to the woman outside the room, as kindly as he could. "Je ne suis pas un diable, je suis l'ange du destin." He was able to string together just a few words he knew. He then turned to Damien in the house. "Ah, well... Perhaps I shall call a reaper." He said, jokingly of course. Eyliant followed Damien around, to the couch and then kitchen. "I've never had human food... and I dont really get hungry or thirsty for that matter..." Eyliant, having been raised in one place, away from humans, have only heard of food, never tasted anything. It wasn't as if souls brought food to the gate with them.
Damien peered over at Eyliant, raising an eyebrow, "You have never tasted human food? What did you eat where you come from?" He turned back to the fridge and pulled out some leftover eggrolls and fried rice he got from the Hong Kong Chinese Restaurant the night he ordered delivery. He set the food down on the counter, then heading to the cabinets to get bowls to heat up the food. After a few minutes he grabbed the food from the microwave and came over to Eyliant. He basically corralled the boy with his own body to back the boy up against the counter, using his hips to gently lock the demon in place where he stood. "We'll have to fix that," Damien was giving a giant grin as he picked up the eggroll and guided it towards the demon's mouth. Honestly, did Damien not realize that he was basically seducing the other boy with his behavior and with the way he spoke?
Damien was oblivious to stuff like this though, because he was so flirtatious on a basis no matter which slave it was--that is when he still had all his slaves-- that he never knew what his body was doing or what other people were taking from his actions. "Try this!" He set the plate that was in his right hand on the counter, and brought it up to Eyliant's mouth to open his mouth up, using his other hand to stuff the warmed eggroll in his mouth. He gave aa unconscious, seductive smile.
TheSecondARISU
Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2015 8:51 am
Eyliant
Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught, And spent my little life without a thought, And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim, Should think of me, who never thought of him.
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"Um... Souls that were not to be reborn, sent to heaven or hell, just destroyed." He said, as if it wasn't a big thing, which to Eyliant it wasn't in the least. That was his job after all. The demon never felt 'hunger' or 'thirst', nor the longing for it. The reason he ate was to destroy, not for his own bodie's nutritional needs. The demon could hear Damien wandering around and doing... something. The sounds made no sense to Eyliant and his head was becoming a jumbled mess. He wasn't even focused on anything but the sound until he felt something (or in this case) someone bump into him and the blind demon started walking where Damien wanted, then pushed back on the counter, held there. Eyliant panicked, but only slightly. Was pinning someone between body and counter a human thing?
He hesitated, his pinkish eyes locked on the male before him for a few long moments, trying to figure this out. Damien was close, too close. Even Eyliant had a personal bubble, and even though it was tiny, Damien had found a way to pop it. The near albino demon shifted from one foot to the other, gently grinding on Daien, though he didn't mean to do it. "Um..." He looked down to the eggroll. Even eating was different. This world confused him so.
Feeling Damien's hand, Eyliant opened his mouth and the egg roll stuffed in. The entirety of Eyliant's body pulled back as the food was put in his mouth. One hand wa on the counter behind him while the other went up to pull the roll out a bit and he took a bite of it. It seemed instincts kicked in and he chewed and swallowed, finishing the rest. He licked his lips and smiled. Not too bad. Strange, something he'd have to get used to, but not bad. Once he was done, Eyliant's hands wrapped around Damien's body, one of his hands holding onto the wrist of the other behind Damien's back, keeping the pinkete there. Eyliant's lips parted and he waited for more. He could probably have fed himself now, but he wasn't able to move much with Damien pressed against him.
At Elyiant's response to his question about what he ate where Eyliant came from, Damien just stared at the boy and felt a slight chuckle slipping through his lips in his shock at the answer.
But when his new slave tried the food he gave him, Damien gazed at the boy with a smirk on his lips, as Eyliant tried the food for what was the first time. Damien smiled at the boy's reaction.
His eyes did widened and his eyebrows slightly raised when the boy wrapped his arms around the boy's waist. Damien suddenly snapped back into his heterosexual self, and so he stepped back so that the boys' bodies were no longer touching each other. "How was it? I guess you liked it if your lips are opening like that...or you want something else?" He winked and chuckled, fully removing the boys arms from his waist by handing the blind boy, the food Damien had been feeding him.
Damien cleared his throat and walked out of the kitchen, scratching his head maybe as a way to help him forget what just happened. As mentioned before, Damien is heterosexual, however, there were moments when it was like he forgot and began behaving like he loved both sexes. Such as when the two were in the kitchen when he winked at his innuendo'd(?) comment, or when he pinned Eyliant's body against the counter. Damien walked over to his couch and took his jacket to throw it on the chair next to the couch, afterwards plopping down and turning on the TV. He crossed his feet on the coffee and chewed on the inside of his cheek and the inside of his bottom lip.
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