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Topic Started: Jun 12 2010, 05:25 AM (1,084 Views)
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For the moment, Gabriel was without blood on his hands. It'd been days, actually. It was rather . . . depressing. He'd seen a good number of souls, all possible targets, but he hadn't gotten a chance. He knew none of them well enough. Oh well, he had several he was working on. It wouldn't be long. One of them was even a Shibusen student. Wouldn't that be interesting? He brushed his hair out of his face and stared down at the list in his hands.

Today, Gabriel modeled a mask, a simple yet effective piece. It wasn't an odd thing, not here on the Witch Grounds, and certainly not in the marketplace. He didn't want anyone bothering him, or seeing him. Gabriel wasn't much for witch dealings, but some of the potions they brewed could be quite . . . helpful. Whether it be coincedence or not, many of the things he purchased seemed to work quite well. After all, nothing prove herb potency like being a professional serial killer.

Gabriel caught sight of an innocent soul, obviously lost, and smiled inwardly. Hmm. Did he have time for a side job? Oh hell, he wasn't on a schedule or anything. Gabriel turned, and ignoring his surroundings, followed. Just as suddenly as the innocent had appeared, he or she vanished once more. Gabriel scowled at the crowd of bustling people and started towards the nearest herb booth. A wicked old crone with a wart (she probably put it there for effect, he thought) leered at him from behind a veil.

"What can I do for you, deary?"

Wordlessly, he held out the list, silver eyes flickering. She muttered the list under her breath.

"Aloe powder . . . Peach leaves . . . tonka beans . . . mint . . . " She laughed wryly. "What are you trying for, the lottery? This will make quite the luck charm." She chuckled, eyees watery with mirth. Gabriel waited patiently. Her soul had no use to him. She was just an old witch. "Buckeyes, got some of that in the back . . . Peach leaves? Trying for a girlfriend, love?" She continued without waiting. "Slippery elm . . . . Someone must be talking 'bout you and this girl, huh. I don't have any Jerusalem Oak, but pazote should do you just find, deary."

Still he waited, eyes wandering lazily over the coming and going crowd. Occasionally a soul of interest would flicker, but he was reined in by the old woman and her slow ability to collect his order. Finally, finally, he got everything and handed over three jarred souls from his pack - they glowed bright blue with innocence, one with a touch of green. Then, he handed some coins. She pocketed the coins, eyed the souls gleefully, and put them on a shelf. Gabriel turned away without a word and promptly beamed someone with his shoulder and pack. Oops.

So much for not drawing attention to his self.
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Heru left out a soft yelp as he was wacked. Grumbling a little he turned to the boy who had hit him. "Hey, you might want to watch that thing better.... could have knocked me over." He moved around him looking over the jars not finding anything of interest. It had been his first time to this part of town. It seemed the wolf weapon didn't fit in anywhere now.... not at Shibusen or with the Witches. He didn't care, this was just the way it was, plus living with the witch Beryl he was comfortable around the witches then other meisters and weapons.

Sniffing a few of the jars he eyed the jar the boy had given the witch with the souls in it, but quickly turned away not wishing to drool in front of people he didn't know. Eyeing the boy with the pack again, he moved around him trying to keep this tail close to his legs as not to get it stepped on. Just looking for now, he had no clue what half the stuff he was looking at was but most of it had a nice smell. At least here he didn't have to act different or act out of place, he could be himself here.

Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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Gabriel adjusted the mask and flicked a withering glance toward the boy. He looked as lost as the innocent souls . . . . well, well. His soul was quite . . . interesting. I can't believe I didn't feel that coming, he told himself, peering through the eyes slits to study him. The yelp had pierced his ears, and now Gabriel gave himself a little shake. His victims didn't get to scream, he didn't let them. He quirked a brow and looked at the stranger. "Well, perhaps you shouldn't have been walking so close." Surely he'd seen Gabriel before he ran in to. So, he found it perfectly normal for him to blame another. Not always, but right this second . . . Yes.

He spotted the boy eyeing the jars he'd given as pavement to the old witch, and a small smile twisted the features visible. The mask didn't cover his mouth all the way. In fact, if one were to look closely - perhaps they'd see that last scar. The jars clinked in his pack, as they had when he'd collideded, and Gabriel worried a bit that one of the jars might be broken. They should be all right . . .

The unstable youth paused in the crowd, dropping in to a crouch and opening the bag with a snap of the catch. He mused for a second, then plucked a jar from the contents. Smiling, he held it up for the stranger to see.

"Would you like it?" The smile was enticing, charming. Funny how much emotion could be passed with a simple smile. Plus, Gabriel wore the peach leaves now in a satchet around his neck - for luck and charm. For bringing people to him. Hell, in his line of work, he needed that. Too bad the Witching Ground was the only place who took Innocent Souls, and the Demon Catalogue. "I have quite a few. It can be a gift." It was a random investment. He could always use eyes and ears.
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He growled slightly at the boys words. "Well maybe you should....... " He stoped himself.... it really had been his fault for being so close to him. It didn't matter though right now. No harm, no foul. Wagging his tail slightly but being careful he grinned to the boy before yawning wide to show off his long canines, not as a threat but a warning.

This whole place was new to him and he would rather show he was able to defend himself then show a weakness. As the boy pulled the jar out of his pack Heru eyed it trying not to show too much interest. He had never eaten a innocent human soul before. "Ummm... Thanks but i'm sorry i don't have anything to really pay you with right now... kind of low on funds." Ears flicked a little when he hard the word 'Gift'. "Thanks alot. Very kind of you." Licking his lips, he would either go off and hide and eat them or hand them over to Beryl..... she might use them for something.

The wolf needed to pick a up a few things from the street market anyway... though he doubted they had the wraps he needed for his feet. "My name is Heru.... if you wanted to know." He eyed the boy again and extended his clawed hand for a hand shake. Being careful of his sharpened claws.
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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Gabriel let the boy talk. It didn't matter. The growl he ignored. The kid didn't know what he was doing, and Gabriel did. He thought about the knives spread aross his person. The teeth - huh. Some kind of wolf kid. Funny. He was new, interesting. Gabriel wondered if his insides were like a wolf's or a humans. Plenty of time to find out. At least he had guts - courage. Sticking up to a stranger. Gabriel's eyes flickered with amusement, something he rarely felt.

"You've given me a laugh, you don't owe me anything," Gabriel said, taking the boys hand. There were three bouncing souls in that jar, various shades of blue and green. The air was thick with herbs scents, it almost made him nauseus. At least the mask muffled a bit of it. This creature with the tail and the funny face, he had potential . . He looked like he could easily become a corrupted soul, if he wanted to.

As a rule, Gabriel didn't eat souls. They disturbed him. He kept them in his room, and sometimes messed with them, but mostly he just left them in the jars. This one had a curiousity about him, and Gabriel had eaten a soul occasionaly. They didn't taste bad - it was just weird. Gabriel took the hand carefully, shook it, and almost winced at the close contact to such an innocent soul. He would bet five of his innocent souls this kid would go off with him. It'd just take one knife in the gut . . . twenty minutes to bleed out, maybe more. For a moment Gabriel shut his eyes, savoring the thought. A shudder rippled through him as he pulled away.

"I'm Artemis." Gabriel gave a smile, brushing his bangs out of his face. "Have you been in the area long?"
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Heru smiled softly. "Nice to meet you Artemis." His tail flicked again as he held the jar of souls, slipping it into one of his pockets on his cargo pants. "Not really.... i ... just arrived a few weeks ago. A witch took me in." He didn't want to give out too much info to this kid. He didn't know too much about him, and if he hadn't gotten an invitation from his partner it probably wasn't a good idea to go mouthing off about her school.

Sniffing the air, he enjoyed all the nice scents. Eyes going back to the boy in front of him. There was something off about his scent.... something coppery. Heru couldn't put his finger on it though. Streaching his arms up over his head and yawning, his shirt was pulled up enough that the bottom of the long scar could be seen.... the one stein had made after diseceting him long, long ago. For the most part the long 'Y' shaped scar was always hidden, but heru's clothing was becomeing tattered. He smiled softly and flicked his tail again, letting it wag this time.
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Gabriel tried not to lie if he could help it, so instead of saying 'nice to meet you' he just nodded in return. The wolf boy could take it as he willed. A witch. Gabriel wasn't sure what he thought of witches. They intrigued him, and they had their uses - he'd always wondered what it would be like to take a witch captive. They seemed to be one of those things you should kill quickly - before it could turn around and bite you.

The boy seemed content enough. Gabriel eyes the scar with interest - what had this one been getting in to? Perhaps a story for another time. Yes, he'd leave the boy alone for today. See how progressed with these . . . witches. He hadn't met many, but he was gradually noticing something - they didn't have souls. Not one he could see, anyhow. It bothered him greatly. Gabriel's own face was quite a piece of work, but that'd looked like something else . . . something besides a plain old knife.

Gabriel was distracted momentarily by the tail, but he smiled and shifted his attention to the wolf boy's face. "I assume you came her for an actual reason," Gabriel muttered. "You want to walk around?"
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Heru wagged his tail more. An invitation to go walk around, that would be nice. "Umm.. Sure someone to walk with would be nice." He smiled totally fine with walking with him. "I came here because of the nice scents. A lot of herbs and such." He dusted himself off and grinned hoping that a few of the witches booths he had passed earlier hadn't noticed he had...... taken a few things. Wolves bane, moon flowers. He was very pleased with himself.

"So if you don't mind me asking.... Why are you here in a market like this? Something you were looking for?" His ears perked up standing atop his head as they walked along, ever so often taking a look at the booths looking for something for fleas.... living out in the middle of a jungle didn't help. He waited for the boys response... "and.... i hate to be nosy but why do you wear a mask?"

He knew all his questions were going a little too far but he didn't care at this point. He'd never seen anyone like him before.
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Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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As if he knew what the wolf boy was thinking, Gabriel thought about how he'd never seen anyone part wolf either. He moved easily, walking as casually as he could manage without being noticeable. A good hunter could pick someone out by the way they walked, so Gabriel tried not to have one of those. Someone was burning something . . . cinnamon, some kind of spice. Gabriel didn't know enough about herbs to remember what spices usually did. He could understand roaming the marketplace for the scents, especially when Gabriel's new companion must have a nose like a blood hound.

"I'm just picking up some herbs. Luck, that sort of thing. I have some business to do soon - " He thought of the girl Deka now, and stifled a laugh. The boy had no idea. That was what Gabriel enjoyed the most about his work - being good enough at it that no one had any idea. Most of his 'work' took place far from here. Hundreds of miles. No one ever found the left overs unless he left them out somewhere. Gabriel wouldn't do that if he could help it.

Here and there Gabriel would pause at a booth.He entertained the idea of dropping hints. Why not? Surely the boy wasn't that stupid. Did he think innocent souls were just pulled from the air? "I don't want people to be able to say anything to anyone about what I really look like. Unfortunately I'm no good with illusion spells, that sort of thing. I'm not a witch. Or anything of the sort."

"Boy, don't be a fool." Gabriel walked abruptly off to a deserted spot between two booths, pulling another soul jar out from his pack. He quirked a brow. "You don't think I just pick these up off the ground, do you? No."
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Heru growled slightly at the boy, baring his fangs at him for a brief moment before they walked between two stalls, seeing him pull out another jar of souls. "Of course i know where those souls come from....." He snorted and flicked his tail. Knowing he could take care of himself and most of the witches around here were kind of freaked out by his appearance.

"As for your mask and not wanting people to know what you 'really' look like.... that's not a problem for someone like me... i could be blind and still able to find you, or remember your scent." Grins. Heru could be a cocky little wolf sometimes.... but that came from living on the street for so long. He calmed down, the fur on his ears and tail laying flat again. Reaching up to run his claws though his hair. He didn't care who this boy was or what he did for a living. "I don't care where you get your souls from. I may be a scythe but i don't side with Shibusen...."

He flicked his tail again feeling a little agitated, or maybe it was the flees getting to him. Heru kept a close eye on the boys movements decideing to drop a few hints of his own... " You know your scent is very coppery.... unless you've been playing in pennies i'd say you have blood on your hands." He spoke softly with a slight grin curling his lips, showing off his nice long canines.
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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