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She followed Chance up the ladder and stood up at the top. She looked around at their place,
"Nice place" she joked,
"Don't start" glared Chance as he walked to the kitchen, "You know you can sit"
"No I can't," she stated,
"Why?" Jake poked his head around the corner, out of the hallway, he had just had a shower so he had a towel and was drying his hair on his head. His fringe was everywhere, Chaos giggled to herself and she ruffled her wings.
"Oh", Jake went back up the hallway.
"You want a drink or sumthin'?" Chance poked around the kitchen corner. Chaos shook her head. "You want any thing to eat?", she shook her head again. Chance came out from the kitchen, "You want anythin'?"
"Outta here" she stated.
"Your not going anywhere" Jake said as he walked past her with a towel around his shoulders, "Well at least not until that wing is healed". She sighed. He came back with a drink of milk and sat at the table and relaxed. Chance sat at the table too and started to read the paper. Chaos just stood there looking around. Jake was leaning back on his chair and kept glancing at her. It finally got to Chaos,
"What!" she yelled at Jake. This scared the shit out of him and he fell back off his chair. Chance put the paper down and looked at Jake on the floor, rolling around laughing. Chance started to giggle to himself and went back to reading to paper. Chaos was a little confused with this reaction, she is so used to a military type environment. But this environment they have is so relaxed and almost carefree at times.
"Huh...well" Jake started as he got up, "I'm gonna go to bed".
"Night" Chance called from behind the paper. Chaos said nothing, just watched. He went to walk out,
"Good night?" he said to Chaos. Still she said nothing. Jake shrugged and went out of the room,
"Night" she said quietly as he walked past her. He smiled when he heard and went to bed.
Chance continued to read the paper and Chaos continued to stand there. Chance got sick of this,
"Can you sit on a stool?" he asked finally, putting the paper down.
"Stool?" Chaos didn't know what he was talking about. Chance got up and left the room, and when he came back, he had a seat with no back on it,
"This is a stool" he stated as he put it at the table, "Now for god's sake, Sit!", he sat back down and waited for her. Chaos sighed and walked over to the stool. She pushed her wings back as she sat; the stool was just high enough to keep her wings from hitting the ground. She looked up from the stool to find Chance looking at her. Her eyes looked around and back at him,
"What?"
"Oh nothin" he said leaning back. Chaos rolled her eye's and looked away. Chance continued to stare, not knowing he was doing it. Chaos got pissed off and swung around and slammed her talons on the table, standing up in the process. Chance flung back in his chair.
"What is your problem!" she snapped, glaring at him.
"Oh I got plenty, don't worry" he joked,
"Then why do you continue to stare at me!"
"I dunno, I've never seen a demon before i supose"
"I don't fancy being stared at, please stop" she calmed down and sat again.
"Ok, well what can we talk about" he talked to himself,
"Preferably nothing" she snapped.
"Nah, can't have that, hmm..." he thaught. Chaos sighed. "You start one" he stated,
"What?"
"You heard me"
"Fine!", she thaught, then she smiled,"You know your partner is very strange".
"Yeh, I noticed that" he said laughing, "You got a partner where you come from?", She paused and lowered her eyes, "What's wrong?"
" I.....did have," she said with regret in here voice,
"Oh, what happened?"
"He was killed on a mission"
"He?"
"Yes, he actually looked allot like you, Swat kat", Chance leant forward,
"Don't call me that!" he snapped,
"It's what you are," she explained. He sighed,
"Don't worry, how much did he look like me?" he enquired,
"Well, your physical build is allot the same" she started looking at Chance intensively, "Fur length, but he was black like me"
"Yeh? Are all of your kind black?" he asked,
"No, not all"
"Well, what are the others?"
"Don't worry, it's not relevent"
"Fine, then what about you, why are you black?"
"Well, umm...." she started hesitantly, "I don't rightfully know?"
"Oh yeh" Chance said sarcastically, leaning back in his chair again.
"Fine! I wont even try to explain," she snapped turning away and folded her arms in protest.
"Ah Comon, I didn't mean it like that" he tried to explain.
"Oh I bet you didn't," she snapped again. Chance stopped and noticed something about her eyes,
"Did you know your eye's glow a bright red when you get mad?"
"Yes I did," she explained.
"Oh, sorry!" he snapped, he folded his arms and snorted in discust. Chaos watched and started to giggle,
"What!" he snapped,
"That is exactly what Tyrone used to do", then she went sad again,
"His name was Tyrone," asked Chance, unfolding his arms.
"Yes"
"What else do you remember?" he asked softly,
"Well, the main similarity he has to you is your eyes" she explained looking at him,
"Eyes?"
"Yes, your eye's are identical, especially the color" she smiled slightly. Chance didn't know what to say, but he noticed a black band around her neck with a small crystal attached. It had some sort of symbol on it.
"What's that?" he asked pointing to her neck,
"What? Oh this" she undid it and put it on the table in front of her, she pushed it towards him "You can have a look if you like". Chance smiled at her as he picked it up and looked at it.
"What's the symbol for?"
"That's the symbol of my Lord, it was a gift," she explained, "It has a magikal origin"
"Really, what's it do?"
"My you ask allot of bloody questions don't you"
"Well" he said smiling, scratching the back of his head.
"Let's just say it allows me to get rid of something," she explained.
"Someone or what?"
"No, not someone, something's that can become a burden rather than an asset, that I have"
"Is this some kind of riddle?" he said sarcastically,
"No, don't even try, I'm not going to tell you" she took it back and tied around her neck again. He smiled,
"You know, you're not a bad demon"
"Oh I'm not?", she leant forward right in front of his face. She placed her talons under his chin and played with his fur, "You don't know me very well then do you". Chance swallowed and felt her *sharp* talons against his throat. He brought his paw up and placed it on her cheek and brought it round to her long wavy hair. It was soft like silk and as black as night. His paw travelled down to her shoulder and along her arm to her talons, he gripped them and brought them off his throat and in front of him, he kissed her paw.
"I'll have to change that, wont I?" he said looking into her eyes. She smiled. He closed his eyes and moved closer for the kiss, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and looked at his paw, her paw was gone, and he looked up and saw the trap door was open. He smiled and laughed to himself. He got up and walked to the trap door and peered in,
"You gonna be ok down here?"
"You don't have beams up there, how do you expect me to sleep" she called back.
"Don't tell me you hang upside down?"
"Maybe" she laughed,
"Your not a demon, your a bloody bat!", with that he pulled his head back up to evade a fire ball hat just flew past the ladder. He looked to where it hit. It went through one layer of metal and scorched the next layer. It was still red hot,
"Oi!!" he called at her,
"Call me a bloody bat!!" she called,
"Good night" he laughed,
"Night Swat kat!" she called,
"Look!" he snapped,
"Yes?" he noticed a pair of red eyes at the bottom of the ladder, looking at him.
He sighed, "I'll explain tomorrow, good night, Chaos"
"Good night.... Chance" she smiled and went back in the hanger. Chance closed the trap door and went down the hall. He stopped at Jakes room and opened the door slightly to pear in; he was sound asleep, as always. He closed the door and went to his room. He sat in bed for a while, thinking.
"What the hell was I doing?" he rolled onto his side, "She's a bloody demon, it wouldn't last", he sighed. "Ah man" he rolled back onto his back and smiled, "She's got me". He lay there for a while, thinking, but slowly rifted to sleep......
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She followed Chance up the ladder and stood up at the top. She looked around at their place,
"Nice place" she joked,
"Don't start" glared Chance as he walked to the kitchen, "You know you can sit"
"No I can't," she stated,
"Why?" Jake poked his head around the corner, out of the hallway, he had just had a shower so he had a towel and was drying his hair on his head. His fringe was everywhere, Chaos giggled to herself and she ruffled her wings.
"Oh", Jake went back up the hallway.
"You want a drink or sumthin'?" Chance poked around the kitchen corner. Chaos shook her head. "You want any thing to eat?", she shook her head again. Chance came out from the kitchen, "You want anythin'?"
"Outta here" she stated.
"Your not going anywhere" Jake said as he walked past her with a towel around his shoulders, "Well at least not until that wing is healed". She sighed. He came back with a drink of milk and sat at the table and relaxed. Chance sat at the table too and started to read the paper. Chaos just stood there looking around. Jake was leaning back on his chair and kept glancing at her. It finally got to Chaos,
"What!" she yelled at Jake. This scared the shit out of him and he fell back off his chair. Chance put the paper down and looked at Jake on the floor, rolling around laughing. Chance started to giggle to himself and went back to reading to paper. Chaos was a little confused with this reaction, she is so used to a military type environment. But this environment they have is so relaxed and almost carefree at times.
"Huh...well" Jake started as he got up, "I'm gonna go to bed".
"Night" Chance called from behind the paper. Chaos said nothing, just watched. He went to walk out,
"Good night?" he said to Chaos. Still she said nothing. Jake shrugged and went out of the room,
"Night" she said quietly as he walked past her. He smiled when he heard and went to bed.
Chance continued to read the paper and Chaos continued to stand there. Chance got sick of this,
"Can you sit on a stool?" he asked finally, putting the paper down.
"Stool?" Chaos didn't know what he was talking about. Chance got up and left the room, and when he came back, he had a seat with no back on it,
"This is a stool" he stated as he put it at the table, "Now for god's sake, Sit!", he sat back down and waited for her. Chaos sighed and walked over to the stool. She pushed her wings back as she sat; the stool was just high enough to keep her wings from hitting the ground. She looked up from the stool to find Chance looking at her. Her eyes looked around and back at him,
"What?"
"Oh nothin" he said leaning back. Chaos rolled her eye's and looked away. Chance continued to stare, not knowing he was doing it. Chaos got pissed off and swung around and slammed her talons on the table, standing up in the process. Chance flung back in his chair.
"What is your problem!" she snapped, glaring at him.
"Oh I got plenty, don't worry" he joked,
"Then why do you continue to stare at me!"
"I dunno, I've never seen a demon before i supose"
"I don't fancy being stared at, please stop" she calmed down and sat again.
"Ok, well what can we talk about" he talked to himself,
"Preferably nothing" she snapped.
"Nah, can't have that, hmm..." he thaught. Chaos sighed. "You start one" he stated,
"What?"
"You heard me"
"Fine!", she thaught, then she smiled,"You know your partner is very strange".
"Yeh, I noticed that" he said laughing, "You got a partner where you come from?", She paused and lowered her eyes, "What's wrong?"
" I.....did have," she said with regret in here voice,
"Oh, what happened?"
"He was killed on a mission"
"He?"
"Yes, he actually looked allot like you, Swat kat", Chance leant forward,
"Don't call me that!" he snapped,
"It's what you are," she explained. He sighed,
"Don't worry, how much did he look like me?" he enquired,
"Well, your physical build is allot the same" she started looking at Chance intensively, "Fur length, but he was black like me"
"Yeh? Are all of your kind black?" he asked,
"No, not all"
"Well, what are the others?"
"Don't worry, it's not relevent"
"Fine, then what about you, why are you black?"
"Well, umm...." she started hesitantly, "I don't rightfully know?"
"Oh yeh" Chance said sarcastically, leaning back in his chair again.
"Fine! I wont even try to explain," she snapped turning away and folded her arms in protest.
"Ah Comon, I didn't mean it like that" he tried to explain.
"Oh I bet you didn't," she snapped again. Chance stopped and noticed something about her eyes,
"Did you know your eye's glow a bright red when you get mad?"
"Yes I did," she explained.
"Oh, sorry!" he snapped, he folded his arms and snorted in discust. Chaos watched and started to giggle,
"What!" he snapped,
"That is exactly what Tyrone used to do", then she went sad again,
"His name was Tyrone," asked Chance, unfolding his arms.
"Yes"
"What else do you remember?" he asked softly,
"Well, the main similarity he has to you is your eyes" she explained looking at him,
"Eyes?"
"Yes, your eye's are identical, especially the color" she smiled slightly. Chance didn't know what to say, but he noticed a black band around her neck with a small crystal attached. It had some sort of symbol on it.
"What's that?" he asked pointing to her neck,
"What? Oh this" she undid it and put it on the table in front of her, she pushed it towards him "You can have a look if you like". Chance smiled at her as he picked it up and looked at it.
"What's the symbol for?"
"That's the symbol of my Lord, it was a gift," she explained, "It has a magikal origin"
"Really, what's it do?"
"My you ask allot of bloody questions don't you"
"Well" he said smiling, scratching the back of his head.
"Let's just say it allows me to get rid of something," she explained.
"Someone or what?"
"No, not someone, something's that can become a burden rather than an asset, that I have"
"Is this some kind of riddle?" he said sarcastically,
"No, don't even try, I'm not going to tell you" she took it back and tied around her neck again. He smiled,
"You know, you're not a bad demon"
"Oh I'm not?", she leant forward right in front of his face. She placed her talons under his chin and played with his fur, "You don't know me very well then do you". Chance swallowed and felt her *sharp* talons against his throat. He brought his paw up and placed it on her cheek and brought it round to her long wavy hair. It was soft like silk and as black as night. His paw travelled down to her shoulder and along her arm to her talons, he gripped them and brought them off his throat and in front of him, he kissed her paw.
"I'll have to change that, wont I?" he said looking into her eyes. She smiled. He closed his eyes and moved closer for the kiss, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and looked at his paw, her paw was gone, and he looked up and saw the trap door was open. He smiled and laughed to himself. He got up and walked to the trap door and peered in,
"You gonna be ok down here?"
"You don't have beams up there, how do you expect me to sleep" she called back.
"Don't tell me you hang upside down?"
"Maybe" she laughed,
"Your not a demon, your a bloody bat!", with that he pulled his head back up to evade a fire ball hat just flew past the ladder. He looked to where it hit. It went through one layer of metal and scorched the next layer. It was still red hot,
"Oi!!" he called at her,
"Call me a bloody bat!!" she called,
"Good night" he laughed,
"Night Swat kat!" she called,
"Look!" he snapped,
"Yes?" he noticed a pair of red eyes at the bottom of the ladder, looking at him.
He sighed, "I'll explain tomorrow, good night, Chaos"
"Good night.... Chance" she smiled and went back in the hanger. Chance closed the trap door and went down the hall. He stopped at Jakes room and opened the door slightly to pear in; he was sound asleep, as always. He closed the door and went to his room. He sat in bed for a while, thinking.
"What the hell was I doing?" he rolled onto his side, "She's a bloody demon, it wouldn't last", he sighed. "Ah man" he rolled back onto his back and smiled, "She's got me". He lay there for a while, thinking, but slowly rifted to sleep......
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