He smiled and tilted his head at her.
"I have been in a grave for a thousands of years, I have no taste. Whatever you wear is your choice, I just thought those shoes might be... somewhat unstable."
He stroked the leather.
"Real...So you have some people to help?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"Touche." Celesta smiled and walked back to lean on her desk again.
"I have many contacts, and..associates at my disposal. Hopefully one of which should be here shortly." she began to observe him , the aura of his power was intense. It had been an eternity since another being radiated this much strength and force, she was intoxicated by it. She had to keep him on side for as long as possible and would do anything to maintain it.

She stood back up and walked over towards a wooden drinks cabinet. Bottles of all sorts of alcohol and empty glasses were covering it. She looked over her shoulder at him "Thirsty?"

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(Hey, Phoenix, are you gonna post on Sith Returns?..... Or you, Malrid?.....)

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

The demon prince looked up and saw the many bottles. He remebered before he was put to sleep, he enjoyed wine when he could get it.
"Do you have any wine?"
As he waited he, his fingers would flicker with flames, he was testing himself.
"This contact? His he a demon too? Unlike you, he best give me respect."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"I have one I think you may like. Especially made for me" she turned to the drinks unit and bent down to pull out a bottle and two silver wine goblets. Placing them on the top of the unit, she poured a deep red liquid out the bottle and into the goblets. Filling them almost to the brim.
"All of my contacts are Demonic in nature, some are the lowest of the half-breeds. But they do what they are told, or pay the price. He knows his place and will give you the respect you deserve."
Turning slowly with the goblets in hand she walked over to Anusir and handed him one.
"Two new partnerships" she stated as she smiled and raised her goblet towards Anusir. Taking a sip from it, her eyes never left him.

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He finished rubbing his blade with garlic. He knew that woulnd't work again st demons but it was worth a try. With some tools, he managed to pop the pommel out and replaced it with another one, one that had a piece of the True Cross. He sheathed that sword and picked up a electric gun that had the lightning of Zeus. He placed that in his bag along with another interesting device. It was like a flamethrower except it was smaller and sprayed holy water. There was also a pair of crufixes that could any water holy, even sewer water. Now that had material to expose their unholy protection, it was time they got out some firepower, namely weapons. he found a mini-flamethrower called Dragon's Breath, using hydrogen gas. He also found more submachine gun ammo, this time with holy water rounds. He left his crossbow behind in favor for a shotgun made out of a crufix. After making sure everything was set, he went up to another attendant and gave him his bag, saying, "Hi, I want to borrow all of this on long term loan."
The attendent's eyes bulged as he browsed through the items. "Sir," he asked nervously. "Is this all necessary?"
"If you want that demon that is ruling the media dead, then yes," he responded. "And also set aside three hundred thousand dollars for me. That will be the pay for killiing Givoak." He presented a slip of paper which Samuel wrote and signed, dicating the details of Erik's pay.

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I was cured all right.

At the mention of lowly half breeds Anusir's nostrils flared in disgust. He took the wine with a giant hand, his fingers wrapping around the goblet.
"Indeed..." He nodded to her and took a long drink, gulping it all down in one tilting his head back. He looked back to his host.
"I have had better... Tell me, what is your real name. I know that is not a demon name."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Celesta raised an eyebrow at him.
"Very few know my real name. I haven't uttered to another in almost 500 years and they're dead." she walked over to the sofa and sat on the opposite end from Anusir, crossing one leg over the other. She took another sip from her wine "This is my best blood wine" she mused to herself aloud before looking over at him "My name is Nolishkah"

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Razakel or in truth Erwin as he was still a human turned the key in the lock and entered his appartment with slightly smiling face. All tough stripped of his human emotions he could still feel cold satisfaction about killing or causing pain, the candles were still burning and he placed the briefcase on the table where most of his books lay. He knew that many demons would be after him for he had made the first move and taken what they had wanted, also there had been news of a coffin that worried him. He sat back in his chair and calmed as he took the medallion, he examined it in the gloomy light of the candless and smirked as he looked at the writings before him.

It would be such a waste to destroy this world for souls or before Erwin would have become what he was destinied to be or so he believed as his master, Asmodai had promised him power and wisdom for enternal servitude to him. Funny that Asmodai was under lucifer yet wanted him to perform such a task, what his master wanted of him now was unclear so he concentrated and began mumbling dark rites.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

He licked his teeth with an elongated toung savouring the taste. Blood was an excelent choice for such a demon as himself.
"Nolishkah..." He repeated.
"Very well Nolishkah. You have good taste in wine, that is one thing I have not forgotten, though i t could be better. What is our next move?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"I have an associate due here shortly, he is an excellent tracker. He will be of great use to us, he will help us locate your necklace." she took another sip of her wine "I will arrange for you to be given a room on this level. It is for myself and very few others. It is restricted access, you will have all the privacy you desire"

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Erik had reached to New York in good time. He carried with him the bag with all of his equipment, a duffel bag with his clothing, and a paper saying that he had a reservation at the finest hotel in New York for two months. He had already checked in at his hotel room and was now in New York Museum. Night reigned here today. He snucked in the museum and went for the room where the demon had stolen the necklace. He enchanted a few Latin words as he spread his arms, touching the air of the murder. Soon the environment around him turned to a spirally gray as he saw the events that has happened in this room reversed. The spiralling stopped when Erik saw the actual murders as if he was there when it happened. But he also saw the murderer's true form, a snarling disfigured demon. Erik thought he recognized that man; he had worked with the Eradicators for some time. He was known to them as Erwin. He hurried towards his hotel room to call Samuel.
"Samuel," Erik cried to the phone. "I need you."
"Well, hello, Erik," Samuel said. "What can I do for you?"
"What can you tell me about Erwin?"
"Well, he was a demonologist. Quite interested in the subject. Helped us identified some demons. Why?"
"I think he is the murderer in New York."
Samuel laughed on his end. "My dear boy," he managed to say. "Erwin isn't a murderer; he is a professor."
"That has a demon form. I saw it and I know what I saw."
Samuel sighed and said, "Very well, I think he had an apartment in New York. Why don't you look him up on the phone book."
"Could you be any more helpful than that?"
Once again, the line went dead. "I'm doing my job," Erik muttered as he loaded a clip of holy water rounds into his submachine gun. "Why can't you do yours and tell me what I need?" He had pocketed the electric gun and Dragon's Breath and went out of the room.

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I was cured all right.

Anusir looked at the demon women. He put the goblet down and nodded.
"Very well. I may require a short rest after my journey here. And send more of that wine."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

"Come then, I shall show you to your room." Celesta stood up and began to walk towards the broken door. "Must get someone to fix that"
She turned to him "Next time you wish to speak with me, try knocking the door" a glint in her eye

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He glared at the woman and stepped through the door way.
"I shall do what I wish." He said, full of truth. If he wanted he could have broken every thing first then spoke to her.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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She spun on her heels and looked at him "This is my domain. You are here as my guest. As such a little decorum will be appreciated. Refrain from breaking anything else. Other than that Su Casa Es Mi Casa, " she finished her sentence with a smile and turned back and walked out down the corridor.

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