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[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

[As you mind your daily business, a note that somehow seems to have found its way to the most common grouping places might catch your attention. It reads:

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Looking for:  A place to stay (temporarily or long-term)
Info: genial, reliable, good with kids and pets, likes fun, games like chess, the occasional party, good books and talks, dislikes idiocy and being controlled, hobbies are nanotechnology, philosophy and music, can drive, fly and cook.

PS: I’m a demon.
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[The note ends with some instructions on how to find its writer. If you choose to follow them you’ll come across a not overly happy demon who isn’t wet, but shivering and soaked – there’s only so much wings can do as a shield against the rain :(]

Comments

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

[smirks]

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

....do you eat them?

[And she still looks nervous, but there's a very determined seriousness in her eyes.]

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

Not in the classical sense, but yeah. We do devour them. They're the thing that keeps us going, just like food does for humans.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

I don't me in general. I mean do YOU?

And what do you mean not in the classical sense?

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

First off: we use our horns to draw upon the power of souls. Second: I tore my own horns off for reasons that I'm not going to tell you.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

...so you don't eat human souls?

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

I don't have any horns, do I? [except that he's still carrying them with him, but shhh]

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

[And then visibly relaxes.] Then that's all that matters.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

[chuckles, acting all the noce guy again]

Oh, come on~ Don't tell me that you thought that I'd eat you or something like that!

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

Predators eat prey. It's part of nature.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

As it's part of nature that predators only hunt when they are hungry.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

And I don't know if you're hungry or not.

But since you don't eat souls, it doesn't matter.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

Aw, please~ It's bad manners to hold conversations with your dinner! Besides, unlike my brother I tend to wait until the humans die before I touch their souls.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

Your....brother?

You still haven't said what it's like for the soul to be eaten.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Because I don't know.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

...so what was with the creepy smirk?! [Pouting.]

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

what, are you going to blame me for looking creepy when I'm amused? I'm hurt!

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

No! I mean the creepy smirk when I asked you what happened the first time!

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

I was pulling your leg.

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

....

[Smacks his leg.]

Jerk.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

Only when I get a chance to be one. [Haha~]

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

[Sticks out her tongue at him.] That's a bad habit.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

You're expecting good manners from a demon?

[youngest-halfa.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

That's quite contradictory, don't you think?