Thread: Clash of Outsiders (PsionicCuttlefish & Eternal Thrill)

Kylyla flinched back a little at the matter of fact way they responded. Like the archon Makiel, clearly they doubted her innocence. She really couldn't blame them she supposed. How often did they come by a demon such as herself? One that had been on the mortal plane as long as she had. Yet never even setting her eyes on anyone with a mortal soul. She should have corrupted more than a handful in that amount of time. Deth'Nar had inadvertently saved her life. The knowledge would have driven him insane. His binding of her so early turns out may be a good thing. The succubus was surprisingly calm in her outward appearance. Ky however was anything but that on the inside. She was raging inside. Her infernal, chaotic blood coursing through her veins had her in a panic. Every fiber of her being screamed for escape. The faceless beings before her intimidated her. How they stared at her without eyes. She worried she may have forgotten something she had done. Would they find a law she broke without knowing? That was not what caused the screaming in her head though. No, it was the agonizing pureness of this plane. The sickening inherent goodness of it. The physical pain told her to fight the bonds. But she wasn't stupid. There was no escape. Only release, or final death. Glancing at the archon Makiel. The cause of her torment and pain. Who knew one so holy and righteous could be so sadistic? He looked relatively pleased with himself. Just as sure as the faceless ones of her guilt. What would he do wen they found nothing? Ky just barely contained the smile that played at her lips. Ky would flinch again when she felt them at the edge of her mind. Instinct told her to resist their advancement. To fight them and push against the intrusion. She had experienced someone in her mind before. Higher ranking demons and devils did so with the intent to harm. Self preservation told her to allow it. This felt different than all the other times. While they made it clear resistance would not be tolerated. They were much more gentle about moving around. In a matter of minutes they were gone. The room taking on an eerie silence. Again they stared at her without eyes. The experience was maddening. They spoke to one another without words. How she knew this was not clear. Why was this taking so long? Why could they not just decide what her fate was to be, and be done with it. Ky's fingers fidgeted with the arm of the chair. Clawed fingers dug and scratched against the smooth golden surface. She still could not decide whom she wanted to focus on. Her judge and jury of nine? Those who would decide if she lived, died, or was returned to her home plane? Or should she focus on the smug, self assured Makiel? Watch his resolve and pride falter. In the end she chose Makiel. At least he was nowhere near disturbing. He had eyes. The nine began to speak. Just as she knew they wouldn't find anything. They did confirm it for the archon with their own words. his smug sureness slipped from his features. Replaced with confused shock. Priceless. The smile she had been holding back broke free. It spread wide across her lips. Revealing the row dagger teeth. Just as I told you, I never got the chance. Before she could continue, Ky was cut off by his outburst. This seemed to anger the faceless ones. They no longer stared at her. Instead they focused on him and his display of insubordination. Feeling much joy from the anguished and frustrated look on his face. She nearly missed the decision on her sentencing. I...wait...what, Ky could not form a complete sentence. They could not be serious? But they were, they didn't do not serious. Feeling the release of the bonds. Ky quickly followed Makiel. How far could she get from him without consequences? They did not elaborate. Hey Handsome, you're not going anywhere without me. She only glanced back at the nine once. What do they mean by you are my guard? Her own wings hung low. The tips dragging on the floor. The spaded tail wrapped around her thigh as usual. I need this explained in simpler terms. Not in the words of the high and mighty. Reaching out Ky grabbed his wrist to stop his advancement.