Thread: Escaping the Siege (BurningWillows & Rskde)

Kaia just laughed, her voice high and throaty as she watched the man fall, Caught something there, did ya? Kaia! Nahla scolded, helping the man dragging his friend to pull him into the corridor before returning for her, Stop being such a sadist and help me. I'm not helping a group of mortals, especially if they have a will to harm us, Kaia scoffed back, but her posture softened as she straightened up, no longer in launch position. Nahla was trying her best to calm the annoyed demon when one of the men snapped at them, and the demon's eyes darkened, if that was even possible. Got a problem with my eyes kid? she snarled, while Nahla pressed against her shoulders, stopping her from stomping forward and grabbing the man. Not that it helped. Suddenly all of their guns were floating in the air, turning towards their holders. Kaia stop, Nahla ordered, Don't do this, they are only trying to help! There are innocents in there, and they have guns. How does that help Nahla? They want to get them out. And if they are lying? What will you tell the parents as their child lays bleeding in their arms? That stumped Nahla, her mouth opening and closing, but the horrible image was in her head now. She couldn't let them do it, she couldn't risk those tiny lives. Kaia may not be attacking them for that reason, but it was a good reason to stop Nahla from impeding her. Then don't kill them, she asked, her voice softer, Please Kaia, there is enough violence. Kaia's dark, soulless eyes looked to the woman and snarled then back at the men. Their guns rose higher, higher and higher until they strained against the clips. Easy enough. Kaia was no amateur demon, her powers in full control as the clips undid themselves and the guns rose to the cieling, remaining there. She looked at each of them, daring them to test her. If I see one knife or handgun, I'll put you down where you stand, she snarled, looking directly at the one who had insulted her eyes. Then she relaxed her posture, letting Nahla's hands drop to her sides as she sighed a breath of relief. Wary of waiting any longer, the jinn moved forward, careful not to get too close to anyone. If she did it would only cause her headaches. None of them knew she a jinn, as she appeared and looked human, complete with heart beat. But if they felt her skin they would notice something odd about it, and she didn't need the questions. No mortal had seen a jinn before, and even after the supernaturals began to come out of the shadows, genies remained hidden. Not because they didn't like the limelight, but because they simply couldn't. Most of her kind lived in a dimension parallel to this one, walking amongst them without being seen, like a veil. Those that had crossed over, like Nahla, couldn't go back and were left to wander the earth for eternity. Stepping past the men she turned the knob while whispering under her breath, letting it unlock without him noticing. You simply have to turn, she grinned at him mischievously, opening the door. Inside the group of a dozen or so supernaturals kept to the back corner, some of them looking ready for a fight. Relax, Nahla's Arabic accent was thick as she spoke the word. Her accent had never left her, even when she had spent the last two decades in Canada, It's is just me. These men say they are here to help.