Key:
"Normal Talking"
Thoughts
"Phone calls"
"Flash backs"
Night 1: Creature
It had it had been a long day for the red haired man sitting at a local bar in the substandard part of London, England. It was about two in the morning and the man was quite drunk, he had his head resting on his arm that sat on the bar while his other tightly clutched a bottle of C'est la Sasion, he had been drinking since he arrived in town and had been dreading his destination as he lost track of time in the bitter sweet fluid he loved to drown himself in.
"Sir. Sir, it's almost closing. You don't have to go home but you can't stay here" the bartender spoke as he shook the red haired man's shoulder. Groaning the man sat up, he was wearing a black and gold modified to his liking Black Order uniform, a white mask with a black cross across it perfectly covered the right side of his face and could be seen peeking out from under his long, vibrant red locks, a pair of glasses rested on his nose his one visible, red eye staring out from behind them. Turning the man grabbed his hat and placed it on his head before stumbling to the exit and out into the cool, fall night air. As the air hit him he began to feel a tad bit nauseous and decided to sit for a bit in the alley next to the building. The streets were empty, stores were closed and the soft sounds of witching hour filled the streets before being soothingly interrupted by the sounds of a lighter sparking as the man light as much desired cigarette.
Sighing a breath of thick gray smoke he leaned back against the all, on the verge of unconsciousness from intoxication he felt the presence of a being standing not to far from where he was seated. Turning his head slowly he saw the hazy silhouette of a long haired girl, he couldn't tell details except that she appeared to have long elf like ears and a tail that was tufted on the end.
The figure approached slowly before kneeling down in front of him, his eyes widened slightly and the once desired cigarette fell from his mouth in almost disbelief that this woman wasn't a figure of his drunken imagination. The nude female figure sitting in front of him was indeed not human as seen by her ears, tail, and mid sized curled horns on her head; but he didn't sense Akuma from her either, that and she was far too curious to be an Akuma.
"Sir, are you alright?" a very soft feminine voice sounded from her, a pair of glowing heterochromic eyes staring back at him, one blue the other green peering out from behind raven black hair. Whatever she was, she was a very stunning creature in the red haired man's opinion.
"Yes.. Just a little intoxicated" despite his inebriated state he could speak clearly.
"Do you need help?" she asked softly with a tilt of her head. The man wasn't one for admitting the need for aid, much less from a nude creature that didn't look like she could even lift more than fifty pounds. Shaking his head the man denied her help before slowly pushing himself to his feet while using the wall behind him as a guide, but once on his feet his world began to spin wildly as a green tint feel upon his face.
"Are you sure? You look like you're about to-" she was cut off by the gut wrenching sight of the man regurgitating before of her. Taking a deep breath to keep from doing the same she composed herself before reaching forward and holding the man's long red hair back and out of the way. For someone he didn't even know this creature was very kind, and seemed to have no intention of hurting anyone or anything. Once the man was finished emptying his stomach he leaned back against the wall with a slightly panted breath, the girl recognized his uniform right off the bat and knew he was part of the Black Order, an exorcist from the looks of it.
"Let me help you" she wasn't taking no for an answer as she took him by the arm and put it over her shoulder. The man frowned with irritation at her, the nerve of some creature for helping him, much less a FEMALE.
"Let me go. I can get back on my own." he pushed off her only to find himself stumbling to the point where he was struggling to stay on his own two feet. The woman sighed so stubborn she thought before taking his arm once more, catching him before falling and pulling him to her and placing his arm over her shoulder once more.
"I said I do not need your help!" he growled with frustration.
"Well that's too bad mister! By the way you're stumbling about I would say you need help to save yourself from looking like a complete idiot!" She growled right back causing the man to glare at her.
"Well I look like even more of an idiot for letting a Naked CREATURE hold me up!" The two were butting heads worse than two stags during mating season.
"Creature!? How dare you!" She glared before letting go of the man and letting him drop to the ground "You can sleep in the gutter for all I care!" She huffed before walking away. She maybe kind, but she was as stubborn as he was and obviously didn't take shit from anyone and honestly that strength was quite the turn on for the man.
"Fine! I did not want help from an Akuma anyways!" the man shouted back at her.
"I'm not a fucking Akuma!" she shouted back only to hear the man hit the ground with a thud. Stopping she turn to look back at him, he was out like a light. Sighing she brought her hand up and pinched the bridge of her nose, she couldn't leave him there in the middle of the road like that. Walking over to the unconscious man she knelt down to him and lifted him onto her back, picking him up before leaping straight up and flying in the direction of the Order. She used flight so not to be spotted by anyone else, that the fresh air running past them would air out the pungent odor of regurgitation from the man.
She found despite the man's height and build he was easy to lift, but then again her strength was abnormal for this world, but then again her entire existence was abnormal for this world. But one things she was starting to find very aggravating was the fact that everyone kept assuming she was an Akuma because of the way she looked. Mid sized curled horns, long elf like ears, and a long tufted tail didn't exactly scream 'Look at me I'm normal' but at the same time it didn't scream 'Look at me I'm human' either.
Looking over her shoulder some she checked on the man, he was still breathing so that was a good thing; the last thing she wanted was to have to dump a body, specially one of an exorcist. That spelled trouble with a capital T. Looking forward once more she could see the dark silhouette of the Order's science division building, some place she had been avoiding as well but seeing this man was wearing a European Branch Uniform she knew this would be the best place to drop him off.