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

Thomas nodded as he said, I know how you people's A little while can mean a century or two. hell I remember during one of his few centuries off, the demon lord learned and mastered Chess, painting, the guitar, and the hoola hoop. Another he learned every form of dancing, and another 2 or 3 hundred languages. Looking at his sort of but not really grand daughter, he said, As for displays of power, trust me that's not that impressive. T heir's a reason I was known as the the man capable of slaying hundred demo with my mere presence, simply release of yuki, then shit it to poison. One time I burned an entire castle down around me when an army of stupid demons went r numbers of power. Of course such a thing I dangerous since my poisonous energy effects any and all around me. I tended to quit using the Aura of death, when my mate was pregnant with little Maggie. Nodding he said, I lost the ability when I traded it for Maggie's mother's life. I summoned Anubis himself and agreed one hundred years of my life of her to be given fifty years. She only lived to a hundred and fifty or so, before she asked me to let her die. She felt ready, and her body despite every lasting youth was becoming more of a cage then part of her life. She had a daughter who knew she was moved, and even though I regretted it, I summoned Anubis and said she was ready. Something about a humans soul, when it's time, it's really time. Of course in my long lie I had many womens and children. Some killed their mothers, others were still born, it was far more common then half of the time although more of mine continued to lick around. I' have to look them up sometime, Ixia loved Egypt and Tamole was my general in Argentina. I hope you didn't get into too much trouble my daughter, I know some of your pure blood brothers and sisters thought they'd inherit my lands. But you were the best option, capable and while you may not have as much yuki a your siblings, you were willing to win an cheat if you had too. Being a good lord is as much about the sharpness of your tongue, and wits, as it is about your blade. Petting his not quite gran daughter he said, I'm glad you didn't old something foolish like try to have a pure blood. I figured my advisers would try and talk you into it. One of them would have ripped you open my daughter, beside this little one doesn't seem too bad. Demons were hellish to birth, and even more so when they were pure bloods. the demon child had the strength of both parents. this meant at conception it was twice as strong as it's mother. If the mother didn't train constantly the baby would at four months or so rip itself out of her womb. then when you added in youki alot of bad things could happen. Thomas's mother had been a pure blood Tiger demon and had barely survived aided because of his father's Roar which scared the prenatal Thomas into behaving. The woman had still been made infertile because of him. he added I should look up my mother, I'm sure she's still ruling Africa with an iron claw. Getting up, he wiled the four word to become invisible. Snapping his fingers the suit shifted it a bit past the knee cargo short, a a wife beater, a Hawaiian shirt, the blades hidden in a leather duster style coat. The gloves remained on his hands, and the hat on his head. Smirking he said, The gloves and hat are binding circles, keep me from accidentally flaring my killing intent and youki. Soon they were in the brightly lit halls of Wal-mart. Thomas moved towards the back to hand in his resignation. The supervisor rage and one tie intimidating growled, Thomas, what the fuck you've bee gone thee days, no call no show, your lucky I don't kick your ass out of here so hard you BOUNCE! Thomas ground his teeth but before he could speak the man said, Get your homo looking ass out to the unloading dock, and get that truck empty, before I dock your pay! Thomas smirked suddenly, moving towards the truck he said loud enough the other unloaders, two people for the 2800 piece truck, MOVE! Thomas moved like a blur his claws shredding the thin but sturdy 8 inch steel back of the truck like it was paper machey. Pulling the blade of damnation he decided on a different tactic, and raised his right hand moving five feet away he said POISON DRAGON STRIKE! The energy again dark forest green from for his hand however this time it took the form of an oriental dragon. The acid like energy meted straight through to the cabin of the truck, before is dissolved that, Thomas ended the technique, as the acid literally ate everything quickly spreading out to melt everything until only the back of the cargo container remained es then a minute after that only the tires, ten seconds later even the were gone Smirking at the puddle of goo, he turned towards his manager, who looked bout ready to piss himself, and said, I quit, fuck you! He then turned around and left. Smiling at his daughter and grand daughter he aid, I'm aware that was immature, but I'm a demon, a bit of property damage is in the job description right? besides I didn't gut the fucker like your father's first impulse was.