Post-Apocalyptic RP

[Wayne Daemon]

"Well most humans ran after I killed one, so theirs none around here and my house... well I dont really know. When I found it I slept in it no matter what the humans said and now it moves when i move to different locations for more than a week." He said wondering if he should be telling her. He was also wondering if he should move on with the plan now or wait a bit longer.  

[Color Me Fubar]

Esaad shrugged again. "Sounds like the owner had it charmed somehow and you got lucky. Instead of killing you, it adapted to you." She sounded cheerful, as if just that information was enough to occupy her for the time being. "And no wonder there aren't any of them around. You ruined it for the rest of us." She wagged a finger at him, shaking her head. "Bad little halfie, you should save some for the rest of us, you know."  

[Wayne Daemon]

His smile was gone and there was no emotion showing at all. "Halfie?" he said as two slits formed on each arm. "There is no bad or good." He said and he started to fade a little and his demon form was starting to come out and his energy shifted into something different as if there was little human in him. "Why do full blooded of anything think they are better?" He asked keeping his form from progressing any more than what it had already.  

[Color Me Fubar]

Esaad rolled her eyes, thoroughly unimpressed by his show. "Honestly, no wonder there are so few of you. Temper, temper." She waggled her finger in his direction again, smirking. "No one ever said I thought you were inferior. What, I can't think up a nickname for the cute little half-demon I come across in my wanderings? Honestly, you're so touchy." She shrugged and lounged against the tree, completely unconcerned. He was cute, but honestly, talk about jumping to conclusions. It was a wonder he didn't take offense by her breathing the same air.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"How about you give nicknames to half-demons you know better then. Not ones you just meet. And if you already know half-demons had tempers then why name them like that? Then again, I don't want you calling me that latter on. My name is Tristan and I don't want to know an old lady's name." He said returning to his normal form. He really wanted to kill her now but he might get the chance anyway if she attacked him now but then that would ruin his plans.  

[Color Me Fubar]

She raised an eyebrow, mildly irritated by the name. "Suit yourself then, Tristan. Not every day you get to meet a succubus or a half-demon. I just thought it called for a little friendly revelry, no need to get testy." Esaad straightened and crouched down, preparing to take off again. He was funny, but too much moodiness would ruin her interest. Most half-demons she met were half-something-else, not half-human - she had hoped the human bit might have a sense of humor. She shuddered to think what his parents were like if their offspring was this uptight. "I wonder if someone shoved a curse up his a** and left it to rot?" she wondered.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"Not everyday anyone gets to taste a succubus and gets away with it." he said smiling at the idea and watched her for a second. "Now that we called one another names we dont like, what is your if I may ask." He said appearing next to her right after he talked. He wanted to ask her so many questions now that he knew she can stand him enough to leave and not try to kill him.  

[Color Me Fubar]

"Esaad." She glanced up at him curiously, wondering what was going on in that little mind of his. Emphasis on little. It was obvious he was strong, by his little trick with speed, and it was fairly impressive to her that he was able to master it so well. After thinking about it for a moment, she relaxed again against the trunk and watched him with equal parts curiosity and concern.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"Esaad." He said and blinked in front of her that only time. "So can you tell what kind of demon I am?" He asked wishing he asked other questions but he will get to them latter if she gave him time. "No one has guessed right not even people older than you." He said thinking about it. "Oh and this is not my normal game where I try to kill you if you get wrong. I dont know you enough to try that yet and im trying something new this time." He said fading and appearing at random places even for him. He just was having so much fun thinking that he was talking to much and he stopped when he was next to her. "I dont talk much normally." He said sitting down to calm himself.  

[Color Me Fubar]

Esaad paused and stared at him. She couldn't tell what demon he had in him even if she absorbed every last bit of energy from his body. It would be worth a try, though, if only to assuage her pride. "Ghost? Something spirit," she guessed calmly, watching him through half-lidded eyes. She made sure to keep her amusement at his rambling to herself and kept her face relaxed and expressionless. The last thing she felt like dealing with was another temper tantrum.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"No, I am like them in many ways. As was many of the first demons before they had changed in to different races." he said looking at her now. "My family does not know what they are but we have no energy like any of them. But I know what I am. They are too stupid to know or even try to believe what they are. Well as you said I am a half-demon so im now what they could have been. Well any way, why would a succubus let anyone live after they have seen them let alone taste there energy. I can use it to track you as you can do with me. You can do more that that though cant you?" he said watching her not moving at all not even his mouth was moving when he was talking.  

[Color Me Fubar]

She smirked. "Smart boy. You tracking me is the least of my worries, since you're right - I can do much more with the energy I took from you. But I won't, if only because I don't have a reason to right now." She paused, not about to tell him what she could do. "As to why I'm letting you live? Why would I kill you?" Esaad asked in amusement. "Plenty of people have seen us, even before this world died. So why on earth, with everything else coming out of the shadows, would I remain there and kill any who see me? It doesn't make sense, you see." She grinned, enjoying watching him ramble. She couldn't tell whether it was a side affect of her presence or just how he was, but either way it was amusing. The information he supplied about himself she tucked in her memory for later use, if necessary.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"Humans almost never lived when there was one and I don't talk to much people so don't know how the world is now. Only what it was in the past before all of this." He said looking around knowing where all the ruins in this area were. "Well what else could you do if not just track and feed off of me?" He said then started talking to himself quietly but loud enough that Esaad could hear him. "Teleport to me an any time? No, no point." Control, that's what it is. He thought and stopped moving as soon as he thought it but only for a quarter of a second. "Well anyway. I have to feed again." He said looking around and the tree that he killed by eating started to turn to dust from the top down. "Do you enjoy eating like that or normally with your teeth." He said with an almost disgusted tone.  

[Color Me Fubar]

"Siphoning. We're unable to eat normally like humans do," she informed him, seeing no harm in telling him this. She let his remarks pass unnoticed and watched him curiously as he paced back and forth. Esaad wondered what he was normally like, then figured this was it - mentally unstable and amusing as all getup. She was forced to admit, she was curious what kind of demon he was. "Well? What kind of demon are you? Do I get to know?" she asked teasingly.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"Good, eating like others do is nasty." He said smiling more when she asked him the question. "The weakest kind in all existence unless part human. I am just part demon, Demon is my race because my race never changed while everyone else has But for some reason my race hid till the world ended up like this then most got wiped out because they thought they could be strong and go against another race. But they were stupid, they never left where they live from the very beginning and never changing and staying week as other changed. But all that information was lost except one book that has all the names of the people born under this race and stayed. I had a witch make it for me when I was 12." he said looking at her smiling. "I will stop there because there's a lot more information I could give you but I know nothing of you or what your race has been doing over the years now." He said as his eyes changed so he could see heat as he felt that other demons were near by but too far to worry about.