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Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

Being pulled towards the presence, it only took a few minutes for Varlak to find his target. He'd need to remain hidden from him though, for now. The most obvious way would of course be to get on the roof of a nearby building. With one quick motion, he jumped up and flapped his wings, quickly reaching the top of a nearby house. He crouched down, from here he'd be able to watch and not be seen. He observed the mortal, and could only imagine what was going through his mind right now. He looked fairly normal, which had probably only helped him in his deeds, he had seen killers that really stood out before, the kind who were twitchy and nervous... Those always got caught eventually. But not him, he seemed like one of the smart ones, which would explain how he had managed to get this far. A young woman bumped into him, and though the man seemed to take a bit of interest into her for a passing moment, nothing happened. Then another came, this time looking much more mature, and he initiated conversation with her, even inviting her to date. ''So, that's how you operate?'' The demon laughed dryly. He would get her to trust him, probably go to her home, or his, and then kill her. Of course, this was of no concern to Varlak, his purpose was not to save mortals, in fact, the killings amused him if nothing else. He himself was a killer afterall, the difference being that killing was his line of work, something that simply needed to be done. At first, when he had started this line of work a long time ago, he had killed the victims methodically, making it quick and painless. But after observing the mortals for some time, he found that some took pleasure in killing others... So why couldn't he too? If he had to work, he might as well enjoy himself while doing so. The woman having gone, Varlak had to come to a decision. Either introduce himself now, or wait and see what happened. He didn't have to finish the job now, as long as it was done within a few days, his employer was always satisfied with his work. But revealing himself now would most likely change the killer's course... Or would it? Would he still go for the kill knowing that he was damned and fated to die soon? This question made Varlak grin evily, he wanted to know the answer. Time to introduce himself. He stood up and leaped once again, flapping his wings a few times until he had passed the man and then dropped down, right in the middle of his path in front of him gracefully. He waved at the man, a wicked grin on his face. ''Nice day isn't it?'' He said casually, acting like it was perfectly normal for him to be standing there.
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

Seth had been strolling along casually until this...creature stumbled into his path. Well, he couldn't really say stumble when it had dropped in rather elegantly. With wings. The being was definitely male, though sleek like some of those athletic runners he saw on the television every so often. Red skin, claws, wings, eyes that seemed to delve into his soul - whatever was left of it anyways- and made his mind attempt to reject him as some sort of hallucinogenic anomaly. Things like this didn't exist outside of scriptures and storybooks, yet here this thing was. And he spoke English. He didn't know what unnerved him more, the wave or the English, but he was able to control his reaction rather well. He could feel the adrenaline rush through his body as it yelled at him to run because despite being a top predator amongst the human realm, something inside him screamed that he was the prey for once. The feeling made his skin crawl. And made him angry. But being the controlled and calculating person that he was, Seth simply adjusted his glasses and stared at the creature through the lenses. ...I suppose it is. Though for some odd reason, I have the feeling not many would share your sentiment if they saw you walking around. Or am I the only one graced with the capability? The words slipped free with mild curiosity. He looked the creature up and down and found that his mind was latching onto the red of the creature's skin. It looked like blood, and it was a very lovely shade. Seth actually felt the urge to touch it, wondering if the skin was like alligator hide or more like suede. He tramped down the urge. He couldn't help that he enjoyed the sight of blood. Even the color drove him crazy with wanton desire. Yet he had to stay in control even with his mind and heart racing. When was the sun going to set?!
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

''Don't worry, only the one I am fated to kill has the ability to see me.'' The demon bowed respectfully. ''Glad that you didn't scream or try to run though, I do hate having to kill a target so quickly.'' He raised once again, then walked over to the man, extending his hand and letting his claws graze across his cheek. ''Simply put, my little human, you are damned. Your sins have come to such a point that the higher ups in hell have taken a keen interest in your case. And since it seems that you just won't die, I have been sent for that express purpose.'' He let one of his fingers slide across the cheek, making a small cut, a trickle of blood running from it. He took his hand back and licked his finger clean, revealing a pointed tongue. ''Don't worry though, I won't kill you just yet... Unless you force me to that is. I do quite like taking my time with my work... A feeling that I'm sure you understand, don't you?'' The demon sneered, walking around the man, sizing him up. ''So, that woman, going on a little date are we? Nice restaurant, get her to invite you home, then...'' He chuckled. ''Gut her like a pig? Maybe even rape her? Is that your kind of thing? Do you like to hear people scream? Of course you do, otherwise I wouldn't be here.''
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

As much as Seth wanted to scowl at the beast, he didn't bother to flinch when those sharp claws grazed his cheek. However, his eyes did scan the road and sidewalks. Luckily for them, no one seemed to be in a hurry to be outside for a walk. Listening to the demon, which is the only thing it could be, he couldn't help but take some sick satisfaction in that he was a problem. Just wouldn't die? Well, it wasn't for lack of trying to be sure. His fists clenched at the feeling of skin being pulled open and the blood began to run down his cheek. It wasn't much, just a little trickle, but it was enough to irritate him and arouse him at the same time. He wasn't just a psychotic murdering sadist after all. Though it did unnerve him the slightest bit to see that pointed tongue lick his blood away like a treat. Perhaps it was. And what would it take for you to kill me? I doubt you'd stop me from killing her unless it drew too much attention to myself and killing me suddenly would become an issue. He shrugged casually, tucking his hands into his pockets and forcing himself to relax just a fraction. He was tense, but he had to appear at least semi-relaxed even when faced with death and torment. It wasn't like he deserved it, but at least he could have some fun with it, correct? I think you'd like to watch me rape her, to be honest. You seem the type to enjoy a good murder mixed with some mental anguish. I had been thinking of just choking her after I used her like a whore, and adding some more flare to it, since I'd rather not choke her to death. As much as it was fun the first time I tried it, I like to at least have some blood thrown in. It's not much fun without a little...gore. And gut her like a pig? Please, this is an art. You don't gut people like pigs, you have to have more finesse than that. Seth smirked, just the lightest upturning of the corners of his lips as his eyes focused on the demon. He was glad there weren't any people around but he soon saw a few people begin to wander around outside. He didn't need to draw attention to himself so he began to walk as if the demon wasn't there. I understand that I'm a problem, I'm just curious as to why they didn't just smite me. You do that in hell, right? Or is that just big man's job? Keeping his voice low, Seth wasn't sure if he was just losing more of whatever was left of his mind, or if he really was about to face damnation. He'd known since he was a toddler that something wasn't right with his manner of thought but his parents didn't want to think their blessing was in any way evil. Seth didn't see himself as evil, but he wasn't a saint either. But others...yes, others believed him to be evil. This demon was proof of that.
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

''Oh no, not really. In fact, have all the fun you'd like. I'm not an angel, I'm not here to stop you from doing whatever is 'bad' or 'evil'. I'm a demon, I'm simply here because you've earned a place in our cozy little home. I'm sure you'll enjoy it quite very much there. Hell, your work is of great interest to me, I'm not gonna stop you from doing it... Well, at least not yet .'' He raised an eyebrow at the comment about enjoying the man's work. ''Perhaps.'' He answered, pausing and giving the question some thought before he shrugged, continuing. ''I could see some kind of interest in observing how you work. Especially since it'll be the last time you have a chance to do so. I am on a timeframe here afterall. You might get a day or two more, but don't expect to live for much longer than that.'' ''Perhaps you're right... I only gut those who irritate me. Quite annoying those are, too focused on the concept of their precious reality, unwilling to accept who I am and why I am here. I'm glad that you're not trying to convince yourself that I don't exist, I find that extremely unnerving. How would you feel if people suddenly started questioning if you were real?'' He noticed the man looking around. Was he worried that someone might see him talking to nothing? The idea seemed amusing, since a lot of the killers he had met talked to nothing before he had even met them. But this one didn't seem to settled in to the whole 'insanity' thing... Maybe a little, but nothing more. He walked alongside the man, he didn't plan on letting him out of his sight now that he found him. He was entertaining him, and as such, he'd follow him for some time. ''Smite? Oh please. It doesn't work like that. Think of hell as a rather large office building, except instead of dealing in boring paperwork and products, we deal in souls and torment. Grab a soul, bring it to hell, where our lovely attendants will ensure that you get your well deserved punishment. Just the way things work, it's the reason and the drive behind why the place exists in the first place... Though I suppose it does sound rather silly sometimes doesn't it? But we do enjoy our work.'' ''My position is that of a collector, once a man has collected enough sins I hunt him down. It's simple as that. Though it is a lot more enjoyable than what I make it seem.'' He put his arm around the other man's shoulders, almost like an old friend. ''And I'm sure you'll provide me with plenty of entertainment in the next hours, right?''
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

It does seem quite a bit like fiction...but karma eventually punishes those who deserve it. Or fate, I suppose. It's not as if I didn't earn it. Seth said with a shrug. He was like any other person, except he'd always love the idea of killing things and people. At twenty-five, he'd killed about thirty people, give or take five. The first time he had killed someone had actually been an accident, but he hadn't thought to call for help or the police. No, instead he'd just watched the light fade from the other boy's eyes as the blood flowed out of his shattered skull. It had been beautiful to watch. He'd been fourteen. Even before that he'd been obsessed with death, blood, and torture, especially with a comedic twist. He'd looked up serial killers, fiction about murder, real-life accounts, confessions from murderers before they were killed in prison by their inmates. Right now, he was thinking about Jeffrey Dahmer and his final words to a psychologist I wanted to keep something beautiful with me forever. So I have maybe two days at the maximum? That seems like extremely short notice. I was hoping for a week, but I guess two days will have to do if that's all I'm allowed. Seth found himself frowning at that. Only two days? What was he going to do with himself in those two days? Did he even want to kill that woman now? It wasn't a moment of panic or even a change of heart. It was more of a need to change his pace. Should he kill more people? Go out in a blaze of death and blood? Or should he just kill this one last time and then enjoy his last day on Earth? He was going to be tortured, there was no doubt about it. He had done the same to his victims. Was it going to be an eternity of suffering? Could he persuade someone down there to make him a demon so he could continue his killings? Albeit at someone's beck and call? What options did he have? He wanted to keep being productive, but it seemed he wasn't allowed to do what his heart and mind desired. Pity. So how many of these sins do you need to rack up before someone puts you on their radar? I figure I've already made it to the priority list, so I'm just trying to sort it out. If I'm going to be tormented for an undetermined length of time, I'd like to know when I hit that little bump in the road, so to speak. He felt the demon's arm slide onto his shoulder and found himself wanting to both stiffen and relax so he did neither. He simply kept walking as if he wasn't talking in hushed tones to a demon who was going to rip his soul out of his body. It would probably be painful, but pain wasn't always a bad thing.
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

''You speak as if sins was something that you could measure with a measuring cup or a ruler. Doesn't that sound kind of ridiculous? As for when you gathered enough attention to go to hell... Probably the first time you killed a person willingly for your own pleasure. If you want to know when you attracted enough attention to yourself that the big man down there decided he wanted you sent to hell asap? Just now, pretty much. Once someone gathers enough attention, a work order is given out, and then executed by the first collector available.'' ''You should be proud that your lifework has gathered enough attention that someone had to be sent after you. I'm sure many cops and detectives tried to find you, but they all failed, which is why we're here now. You stepped over the line, turned around, flipped it the bird, and then found several more lines to cross. It just so happens that the last one you crossed marked you as someone we just couldn't wait to welcome in our home. You impressed someone down there, earned some respect, and you should go out knowing that.'' He realised that his words were unnecessary and served only to flatter the man's ego. But he was telling the truth, demons hated minor criminals who barely earned their place in hell. Nothing but petty sinners who were tossed in just because of unwritten mystical bullshit laws that had to be respected. When a truly good sinner came in, he was welcomed with open arms. Torturing a man like Seth was actually considered a priviledge in hell, something that only the best workers earned as a reward of sorts. He had seen many of these men eventually move out of their eternal punishment and turn into his kind, become demons. The thing is, once you did that, memories of your past life were erased. You retained your personality, but were basically made a blank slate. This made Varlak wonder sometimes, since he enjoyed his work, was he chosen specifically for this job because he had enjoyed killing in his past life? He couldn't even remember his 'past life' or if there had ever been one to begin with, and trying to think back on it always gave him a headache which he'd rather not deal with. Of course, he wouldn't tell the man any of that. He'd find his own way, or give up and become nothing but a husk of his former self given time, sentenced to nothing but eternal suffering.
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

It was simply a question. No need to get your panties in a twist, little demon. Seth said with a soft shrug and a little snicker. He was teasing him, which wasn't far past him. So the first time he had killed someone on purpose? How long ago was that? Ten years? Eight? He could remember the first person he killed, the place, the weapon, but he couldn't remember his age. He had to have been young and a bit stupid, but he'd covered it up well. It had helped that the location he'd chosen had had a river running through it. Still, he'd probably left some evidence but had never been found. He didn't kill people who knew him longer than three days. He always killed the person the day he met them so as not to form suspicion. Maybe he'd just been too smart, and that's why someone had been sent. He knew how to cover his tracks and had been planning on disappearing for awhile and starting over on his twenty-six birthday and reducing his kill count to once a year. Apparently, he'd waited a bit too long to try to put that plan into action. Ah, well. I'm flattered, but it doesn't really mean much in the end, now does it? I may have the underworld's respect, but it won't keep me safe from the torment I'll suffer. As I said, I did earn it so it's not like I'm going to beg for my immortal soul or some pompous thing. I don't think that would make any of this fun. Besides, I don't beg for anything, except for more porn. Sometimes, it's just lacking so many things that would make it incredible. Seth pondered this, knowing that porn was really the last thing on his mind. He was making plans to see to his last days. Maybe he'd be a normal human being until the end. Maybe he'd just be the psychotic mess that he was and stay true to his nature. He wasn't sure. He supposed the only thing he would actually miss would be the sun rising and falling. By the way, I think I should know my escort's name. It seems proper since you won't be buying me dinner first.
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

''Porn?'' The demon chuckled, legitimately amused. This mortal was quirky to be sure, he had always found porn to be an amusing concept. Porn existed only because of the limitations mortals put on themselves when it came to sexuality. If Varlak wanted something, he took it and the other person gave it willingly... At least that's how it went down in hell. But most of the time demons were too busy to worry about sex anyways. ''You're facing eternal damnation and you're thinking about porn? You must be crazier than I thought. And here I had judged you as one of the more sane ones, how disappointing.'' ''As for eternal damnation, if you're clever enough... You might be able to figure something out. Let's just say that not EVERYONE is a born a demon. But you'll need patience if you wish to travel that part, you'll still get your punishment, for a very long time. That's all I'll say on the matter, so don't inquire any further. Mortals are not privvy to that kind of information, in fact, I only told you this because I like you... In a way that a killer likes his victim. A feeling that I'm sure you can relate to.'' ''My name? I'm Varlak... If I ever had a last name, it is now lost to me. Your name is Seth, so no need to introduce yourself.'' The demon paused, stopping his walk and grabbing Seth's arm, stopping him in his track. ''Will you still be going to that date tonight? If so, I'd like to accompany you. I'll act as an observer, nothing more. Of course, the woman won't even know I'm here... Oh and if the thought ever occured to you to try and run, or even to try and kill me, don't bother. While I do bleed and feel pain, I regenerate wounds rather quickly and simply cannot die. And I can feel your presence, so even if you tried to run, I would be able to track you down rather quickly.''
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

Why would I think about running? Seth gave him a large grin, borderline laughing. He wasn't stupid. He knew he couldn't outrun something that could fly and eventually, he would be caught. As much as that seemed like it would be a hell of a run, he wasn't about to think that because he could give the demon the slip, he'd actually get away with it. No, he was too smart to believe he'd be saved somehow, no matter who smart, clever, and cunning he was. However, he didn't stop staring at Varlak. It was a very odd name and didn't easily roll off his tongue, but it jumbled around in his head for a little while as he mentally tested it out. Varlak, I'm not sure I'm going to attend that date with redheaded Madison. But I have many hours to think upon it as it is not until 730pm and it is only a little after noon. And why not think about porn? It can be interesting. Snuff films are more like B movies though. Still have their merits. Seth shrugged and thought over what the demon said, weighing the options in his mind. He could probably find a way to get back into killing, but he'd have to wait a good long time. Good thing he could be patient when it was required. He knew that he wouldn't have any fun with the torture, but he'd have fun pissing some of his tormentors off if he was allowed to at least indulge that luxury. Who knew? And if you didn't think I was crazy, you might be the one losing his mind. He smirked, clearly teasing again. If the demon had red skin, what color did he blush?
Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

He let go of the man's arm and nodded. ''Of course. As for the porn... We demons simply find it laughable. Porn exists only because you human set limits on sexuality. If I want sex, I take it, and whoever receives it enjoys it. It's that simple, but you humans like to overcomplicate things.'' He had noticed the man's feeble teasing, and this time decided to return it in kind. ''Simply put, if I wanted you, I would take you. But being that you're a human, for some ridiculous reason, you might not enjoy it.'' ''Insanity is also a very human concept, because it begins based on the concept that all thoughts have to adhere to a certain 'line' of things. That people have to be 'sane'. I couldn't be losing my mind, because simply put, my mind is what I make of it. People think that they have the right to judge a man insane because his actions and thoughts don't adhere to their terms. For example, your love of killing might be considered insane. But do you truly think that's insane? If there is a trait that both demon and humans share, it's the pleasure we derived from causing pain to other, it's a natural thing. But you humans try to supress it, as to where we embrace it.'' ''You're not insane. You've just been taught that the way you feel is insanity. There is no such thing as insanity, it's only a concept, an idea.''