Heracles
wishes
cats would leave him alone. It's like they can sense the remains of his demonic senses and are drawn to it..
had been feeding a bunch of cats when he notices them stock off as if possessed. He frowns lightly before following them to see what it was
they were attracted too. That was when he spots the other and he eyes him suspiciously sensing both Angelic and Demonic powers in him.
, irritated, shoos off the bunch of new cats coming his way. 'Oh, leave me alone...' He mutters. This was not helping his transition at_
all - it was testing his patience. He is too loaded up on the felines he doesn't sense the other's powers and is merely embarrassed for_
himself under the other's gaze.
stays where he is. "They seem to really like you...did you cover yourself in catnip or something?" He asks with a quirked brow as he crosses
his arms casually.
'I wish,' He peels a cat from his back. 'That way a simple shower would get them to leave me alone.' He hops over the cats and then notices_
that there is something different with this guy. He looks him up and down as subtly as possible. 'You don't have these types of troubles_
do you?'
notices this but doesn't say anything. The shorter male wasn't that subtle. "No, not at all." He vaguely wonders why the other male had
these problems to begin with. "So if it's not catnip, why do they cling to you like you are their crack."
had always failed at subtleness. He successfully manages to shoo the cats away-for now. 'Who knows? Isn't it a well-known rumour that cats_
can sense when they aren't wanted, and they are drawn to those people? Maybe they like annoying people. Or maybe I'm special.' He smiles,_
shrugging as he continues to search the guy with his eyes.
studies him silently before meeting the others gaze. "Maybe." He says. "Although, in all my years, I've never seen them to that."
Heracles
has
to pick off some cat hair from his ankle. This type of thing frustrated him, so much so it distracted him from his 'hey-I'm-human!' act._
'Neither had I until I decided to kick the demon habit. This new type of life is just getting too hard now...'
quirks a brow. "Demon? Interesting. That explains the mixed energy." He smirks lightly, if the other had been trying to fool him into
thinking he was human he had just failed miserably.
looks at him, shocked and confused that the other knew - until he realises what he just said. 'Wha-Oh, damn it...' He tenses up a little_
in case he'd have to fight this creature. He still wasn't sure what he was yet. 'You sense there still being a mixed energy?' He had hoped_
the angelic side would out-weigh the demon by now.
wasn't here to fight. He had only come to see where the cats he was feeding had ran off too. He nods. "You sound disappointed."
nods, glad that this man, or whatever he was, didn't seem threatening. 'Foolish thinking that a few years of angelic work can reverse_
countless centuries of demonic wreckage, right?'
nods lightly. "Or if it can ever reverse it." He says with a shrug as he takes a few steps closer.
turns to face him properly as he comes closer. He doesn't feel the need to be cautious now. 'So, what path do you grace?'
pauses for a second almost unsure or uncomfortable in answering this question. "You could say both."
'But not in the same way I do,' He murmurs, searching his eyes. 'You're interesting, you know that?' He doesn't want to push the other into_
telling him what he is...although it was getting to him that he didn't know.
quirks a brow. "Is that so? Well I have been around for a very long time....probably longer than you."
'I am not exactly new on this worldly scene, but I suspect you may be right.' He hums, wondering if he should divulge him in order for_
the man to feel comfortable enough to tell him about himself. 'My mother was an angel. She ceased to be many centuries ago. Olympia._
Perhaps you know of her?' ((Just making up her name 
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(( Haha, that's find. Good name. ))
's eyes widen a fraction. "Olympia...." He grows silent. "I know her very well....."
isn't that surprised. When his mother was alive she did so much, in fact he was quite the disappointment as her son. 'Very well? Then I'm_
sorry to say she was killed...I don't know be whom..' He grows silent too.
doesn't want to say that he had a part in that. Clearly the kid had no idea who he was either. "She was a good person...." He says a hint of
sadness evident in his voice. He feels a little bad.
nods. He was never told who was responsible in his mother's death but had assumed whoever it was was probably dead by now. He smiles and_
nudges the other. 'And very good with weapon in her hands - just not half as good as the son she left behind.'
had had no idea she had left a son. "When were you conceived?" He needed to figure this out.
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blinks. That was a weird question. 'Uh, I guess...' He was never good at maths so it takes him a while to figure it out. 'Let's seem I'm_
coming up for 650, so...about 1400s?'
(( It was being difficult. xD ))
's brows furrow but he nods. "I see." It was an odd question to ask but his thoughts had been proven right.
stares at him, wondering why he is wearing such an expression. 'Why do you ask? Did you know her around that time?'
snaps out of his train of thought and nods. "I knew her for a very long time."
Heracles
is
now very curious. It wasn't every day he met someone who might have known his mother very well. 'Is there...anything you can tell me? About_
her, before I was there?' He smiles. 'I feel I only knew her as a mother, not a person.'
lets out a sigh as he runs his hand through his hair. "She was very beautiful, kind and forgiving however when it came to a fight she would
not back down nor was she afraid." He has to pause for a second before he can go on. "Her laugh was one of a kind and it was nice to see
that she could keep her humor even during the worse of times. She was sympathetic and unless forced to would not harm another being and
strongly believed in the power of knowledge rather than brute force."
listens, a sad look on his face as he realises he personally doesn't have everything in common with his mother. His years as an angry_
grieving son-demon proved that. He shakes his head a little to get rid of the sadness and focused on the fact his mother certainly was_
an angel. 'Thank you,' He says meaningfully, and he steps forward and gives the other a hug without thinking so much of it being accepted._
'I didn't know all that about her. And to think you remember all that after so many years, she must have been close to you...'
would have liked if she had been closer but her friendship had been one that pulled him out of his rut. He tenses when he feels the other
hug him but gives him a few awkward pats on the back. "You could say that."
doesn't notice much awkwardness but pulls away after a while. He then seems to have another thought 'Wait, if you knew her all that time,_
perhaps you'd have known my father as well? She didn't say a word about him, so I've pretty much got nothing to go on.'
lip thins out and eyes narrow. "I did know your father....I also worked for him....What do you want to know....."
Heracles
feels
like he might faint now. Not only does he know so much about his mother, but he knows who his father is too? 'Wh-who was he? Was he an_
Angel too?' He pauses before asking 'And why would he never find me?'
frowns....he wasn't sure if he wanted to crush this kids dreams. "He was a jinn." He says simply.
'A jinn...?' He wonders why he'd never considered that before, but then again there were many beings he hadn't considered. 'That makes some_
sense...my abilities were always a little different to my mothers.' He looks to him. 'Does that mean you're a jinn too?'
nods. "I am."
smiles shyly, feeling a bit overwhelmed this jinn knows more about his background than he does. 'You knew my parents and you are a jinn_
like my father. Perhaps I should call you 'uncle'.'
snorts. "I'm not your uncle, no where near related to be honest."
grins. 'You're the closest I have, if I'm being honest. That sounds pathetic but it's true.' He has to admit, he'd prefer not to call_
him 'uncle'. He was too good looking to be an uncle.
shrugs. "You call me whatever you want but we're not family so lets get that straight."
chuckles. 'Okay, no family. But I'd prefer to call you by your real name.' He extends his hand. 'I'm Heracles, and you are?'
stares at the hand before taking it and shaking it firmly. "Sadik."
tilts his head to the side. 'Sa-dik...pleased to meet you. I'm sure my mother would be happy I finally crossed paths with you.'
isn't so sure about that at times. "Yes, the same to you." He pulls his hand back before eying him critically. "You do look a lot like her."
smirks. 'You said she was very beautiful, so I can only take that as a compliment. Unless I look too feminine...' He looks serious. 'I'm_
not too feminine, right?'
laughs. "If I were to say yes what would you do?" He asks quirking a brow in amusement.
tugs at the base of his hair. 'Get a haircut for one...' He then brings himself up to his full height and tries to deepen his voice. 'And_
then I'd work at proving you wrong.'
notices a cat rubbing itself against him so he bends down to pet it. "I like your hair. No need to cut it."
shudders at the sight of another cat, but watches Sadik give it attention. 'I won't, as long as you don't make me doubt my masculinity_
again.' He makes a mental note to keep his hair exactly the way it is if Sadik likes it.
laughs slightly before shooing the cat at Heracles reaction. "Can't make any guarantees unfortunately." He smirks lightly
watches the cat run off and automatically lifts a foot away as if afraid of germs. ((I like events - you can change odd things about_
characters XD )) 'Well, put it this way. If you do, I'll make you feel like a girl too.'
quirks a brow. "That will be a very difficult feat. Almost curious to see how you'd go about it."
(( Haha, that is true. ))
smirks and runs a hand down Sadik's hair. 'Hey, Barbie girl, what do you say you let me take you out and you can let your beautiful hair_
down? I'll treat you good, like a good man should.'
((PFFFT!))
(( Oh god.....pfffffffffff ))
Sadik
gives
him the strangest look before pushing his face away. "No, never do that again."
laughs, doubling over at the reaction he got. 'We have a deal, then. We keep each other feeling like men, unless we want backlash.'
Sadik
likes
that much better. "Deal." That had been very odd....probably one of the oddest things that has happened to him in a long time.
grins. At least he had the trait of 'knowing how to get what I want'. 'Good, now I won't have to resort in calling you all the girl names_
I've grown to know over the past half millennium.'
snorts. "I'd end up punching you out. I'm not that patient. Be careful."
arches a brow. 'You don't think I could take you on? Is it because I'm younger than you, old man?'
's eye twitches. "What was that, kid? Wanna say that again?" D<
, for some reason, likes getting a rise out of Sadik. 'I said...' He steps up to him, fearless, 'Do you think I couldn't take you on_
because I'm young...old man.'
hooks his foot behind the Greeks knee and jerks it forward hopping to throw him hard on his back.
Heracles
was
expecting a punch, so can't stop himself from falling onto his back. He rubs the back of his painful head and glares up to him. 'You think_
won't fight back?' He eyes the other's frame, looking for a weak spot.
smirks as he steps on his chest pushing him back down. "You're cute kid but I don't think you could hold your own with me."
pushes at the foot on his chest, then has an idea. 'Kid, am I?' He quickly pulls off the other's shoe and tickles the arch of his foot,_
hoping he was ticklish.
Sadik
was
very tickling and nearly kicks Heracles in the face before pulling his foot away and stealing back his shoe. "Cheap...." He pants trying
desperately to catch his breath and save his sides.
gets up, smirking. 'Cheap? Oh, nono. You see, us youngsters are smart enough to know you win more battles using your brain than using only_
brute force. I could teach you a thing or two.'
Sadik
has
half a mind to chuck his shoe at him....he does, pegging the other on the head however not very hard. "Whatever, brat."
winces at the shoe. Brat? He's never been called that before. 'I think I just bruised your ego,' He looks smug. 'You want me to kiss it_
better for you?' He laughs and tosses the shoe back at him.
lets the shoe hit his chest and fall in his hands before slipping it on. "Pff, kissing me will only bring you your destruction."
pulls a face. 'Kissing you would only cause me to seek my own destruction.' He rolls his eyes.
snorts. "You secretly want too." He smirks.
Heracles
gives
him a sceptical look. 'Oh, I have no secrets. And I'd rather kiss a frog.' He smirks back.
snaps his fingers and conjures up a frog. "Well you have one right here. Why don't you give it a good kiss." He laughs as he dangles it in
front of Heracles.
looks revolted at the thought, but hates backing down. He fixes a determined expression on his face before grabbing the frog with two hands_
and brings it up to his lips, placing a very light kiss on it. He then lets go and immediately spits and wipes his mouth ferociously.
breaks out into laughter. "Wow....I didn't think you were actually going to do that....you are disgusting."
flushes. 'It's a conjured frog, it's not the same.' Although to him that was just as bad. 'Still better than you, what does that tell you?'
smirks. "That you're clearly missing out or into bestiality."
gasps and shoves him before folding his arms. 'Neither are true, I assure you. That frog is more appealing than you are, and I still think_
frogs are unattractive, smelly creatures. So you are worse. You probably taste twice as slimy.' He is still trying to get over the_
bestiality comment.
can tell he had upset the other and plays on it a bit. "Hmmm, I'm sure I can find many who would disagree....like your mother." He smirks.
loses the colour in his face and grabs Sadik by his front, pulling him up close. 'My mother wouldn't have gone near you.' He growls.
smirk widens as he's grabbed. However, he doesn't make any move to free himself. "And how would you know kid. You weren't even old enough to
see your mother get killed."
Heracles
is
beginning to see red. 'I knew her enough to know she had standards.' He pushes his forehead into Sadik's, his eyes burn-glaring. 'You_
would never have been good enough for her.'
knew that and that was why she had picked the other over him. He had been a charity case. "That's good to know, than clearly my business
here is done." He growls, the kid had hit a nerve. He rips himself out of the others grasp and starts marching off, clearly angry.
Heracles
is
surprised at the reaction, he would've said the same thing to anyone so it wasn't supposed to to be honestly personal, but he still is so_
angry he can't even question it. He feels the anger fuelling his demonic senses again and he fights it off by punching inanimate objects_
around him. 'Asshole!' He snaps.
hears that and gives him the middle finger before storming off completely.
Heracles
is
fighting off the desire to rip the other apart, and glares after him vowing to do him some serious harm if they cross paths again.
Sadik
will
be waiting for him int that case!