Thread: Do The Claws Make The Beast? (ThomasRHellsing & darkangel76)

Lira's blue eyes widened and she rested her hand upon the legend that harbored the soul of her grandfatherthe demon lord she'd never met, yet had heard so much about. He was there with both she and her mother, his soul 'awakened' and readying itself. It was an amazing sight to behold and would no doubt become a part of history, a new story to his continuously growing legacy. As she marveled, the corners of her lips turned upward into a tiny smile, her cheeks a tinge of pink as she watched history in the making. She glanced over at her mother who stood next to Thomas, her expression still a bit difficult to read. She could see the joy, but it was clouded with concern. A part of her understood the why of that. So much had happened while her grandfather had been gone. There are definitely too many of 'you' in there, Maggie mumbled. Her tone was acidic, but there was a hint of a smile playing on her lips as they formed a small pout on her angelic looking face. She reached up and tucked a dark curl behind an ear and shifted her stance. Tilting her head, Lira looked from her mother back to Thomas. She giggled softly knowing that her mother was 'all bark', but little 'bite'. And I doubt the others would buy that either, Maggie continued. Though it's good to see you haven't lost your sense of humor. With an air of nonchalance, she dropped her arms from about her middle and touched Thomas' shoulder. The touch was firm, but quick. All too soon, her hand was by her side once more. However, the gesture had been clear enough, the demoness was happy to see her father and demon lord once more. Lira's smile broadened, her blue eyes sparkling as she watched the two banter. But her thoughts were quickly interrupted as Thomas' hands began to crackle with energy, green hues glowing about them before an electrical burst shot from them and across the room. The younger demoness jumped back, a startled shriek rolling from her mouth as she nearly toppled over the small table behind her. She quickly recovered her balance, though she was shaken and giddy. Now that was unexpected, Lira whispered through a soft giggle. Maggie just rolled her eyes. Oh, honestly, she said. But Lira couldn't help herself, her giggles coming louder. They'll have a run for their money if this is what he can do and he's not even at full power yet, she said, her tone confident and sure. She tugged on her yellow cami-tank before moving to smooth out her skirt. Looking at Thomas, she grinned, If you're itching for battle, I'm sure you won't have to wait long. There are a few who will be after you once they realize you're back. Maggie nodded in agreement with her daughter. Very true, she stated matter of factly. Though, before any battles are fought and training begins, she continued, her lips pursing slightly. You might want to tie up some loose ends with your current life. Lira bit down on her lip. Her mother had a point and she knew it. As much as she wanted to see Thomasher grandfather she'd never known, legend and demon lordin action, there were responsibilities that needed to be tended to first. Anywhere you need to go to first? Family, friends? A boss? You're going to be gone a while, she mumbled. Maggie shook her head. More than a while, she corrected. It could be a lot longer than that. Best to tie everything up in a neat little package and just come with us. So, where should we start first?