Cylo
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Post by Cylo on Apr 26, 2008 5:14:08 GMT -5
Cylo had been bored today. All was well in the world for the time being, and no trouble meant no work and no Council Meetings. He couldn't even prank the Chancellor because Torin still hadn't even got back at him for Cylo's last prank. Add to that the natural impatience of having a short lifespan, and you've got one jittery demon.
So he had decided to hit the sports center, and maybe show up some young upstarts at their own games. Except the Sports Center was pretty much empty on a weekday, due to school and TI business hours. So with a disappointed huff, he had made his way to the training area of the Center where the boxing ring and weights were, to get a bit of a workout. Of course, the Demon strength weights were nowhere to be found, and the human equivalents were far too light to accomplish anything.
So he instead made his way to the punching bag. Though, he quickly realized as a seam began to split, this was a human punching bag as well. He would have to have a serious talk with someone about this. He decided that he would move to the speedbag and keep his punches light and blindingly fast. Which wasn't too difficult for him. The speedbag quickly began to near the platform it was chained too as he hit it. And eventually it ended up hitting it, making an odd "click" noise. Since when did speedbags click? That was when he heard the sister-click behind him.
He spun around with speed only a demon could manage, which was apparently exactly what the click was counting on, because as soon as he faced it a cream pie hit him in the face.
Time seemed to pause for a moment and he stood there emotionless, face completely covered in pie-filling. He slowly brought a finger up to his cheek and tasted the byproduct.
"Gaaaaah! Torin! This isn't even real cream pie!" yelled Cylo at nothing in particular, assuming Torin could see his every move any way. What he really wanted to know was how the man had known he would use the speedbag. It hurt his brain to think of how much Torin was controlling or predicting his actions.
He headed for the restrooms to wash up, only hoping that no one had seen the incident.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on May 18, 2008 13:44:34 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Cylo, someone had seen the incident. That someone happened to be a teenaged girl holding the missing demon weights that she had borrowed stolen a few days passed, looking quite puzzled. That man had just been pied in the face, and she couldn't figure out how! There was no one there, despite the fact that he was acting as if there was. He was probably crazy to begin with! And she was pretty sure there was no spell for that...when she realized it might be some kind of technical booby-trap she gave up on figuring out how it worked. She was not technologically-inclined.
She walked past the other demon, to return the demon weights to their proper stand, and failed to conceal a little smirk at his predicament. She'd have to avoid the area he was in, lest she be pied. That would be rather displeasing...
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Cylo
Young Blood
Council Member Hero Demon[M:103000]
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Post by Cylo on May 19, 2008 10:39:51 GMT -5
Luckily for Kirien, the two prankers were adamant about taking turns; there would be no more pie-ing today.
Unluckily, Cylo turned slightly to watch the girl replace the weights and caught the look too. "What are you grinning at?" he snapped. Normally he wouldn't have been so short, but the girl had, in a way, been the cause of the pie in the face in the first place, having removed the weights he had come to use, thus forcing him to use the booby-trapped speed bag, and had then proceeded to smirk about it.
Now he was thoroughly embarrassed, and being angry was his way of covering this up.
"You wouldn't think it's so funny if you got pied in the face," he said with a glare. But his expression then went thoughtful. "Though I probably would..." he mused.
He left it at that, waiting for her reaction before he would go on to make her promise not to go telling everyone what had happened. He couldn't stay mad long; it wasn't his style. He had a quick temper in all the senses of the word; quick to come, quick to go. Besides, she wasn't half bad to look at, and he was pretty sure she was a demon, carrying those super-human weights so easily. Hot.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on May 20, 2008 18:34:09 GMT -5
"But I didn't get pied in the face." The redhead informed matter-of-factly. If she had been in Cylo's place, she wouldn't find it very funny at all. She'd probably be quite upset, and tear up the punching bags in the area, as if was their fault she was pied. But it wasn't her, and so, it was really quite amusing.
She glanced warily over to the area where the pieing had taken place. That would be her next destination, since she already played with the weights, but she didn't know for sure that the area was clear. Maybe the man had planned his pieing on purpose, in order to lure unsuspecting people over and pie them. Like some great practical joke!
She wondered vaguely if weapons were allowed in the center. She'd really only stopped by for the weights...
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Cylo
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Post by Cylo on May 22, 2008 23:33:06 GMT -5
"Yeah but think what might have happened if I hadn't been pied; you might have gone to do whatever exercise routine it is you follow to keep in such great shape, gone for the speed-bag, and ended up getting pied yourself. I totally just took a bullet for you," he announced, as if it was the hugest deal in the world.
He decided against leaving for the bathrooms now that there was someone here he could talk to, and instead grabbed a towel meant for mopping up sweat and wiped his face off. Luckily, said towel was unused. He threw it in a laundry cart by the wall and walked over closer to Kirien with s smile on his now-clean face.
"I don't think I've seen you around here before. Name's Cylo, pleasure to meet you," he said, not offering a hand because there was probably still shaving cream on it somewhere. It was sneaky stuff.
He figured if was highly possible that the girl would know his name already; after all, most of the Council Members were pretty well known; but he didn't want to make any assumptions. Like assuming she was a student. She looked like she could be one, but with demons you could never tell. For all he knew, she could be 3 years old. So he didn't bother asking. She'd tell him if she wanted to.
And if not? Well, he'd have to find out. She gave an impression of naïveté or innocence, but she could clearly handle herself as well. She intrigued him, to say the very least.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on May 24, 2008 19:18:52 GMT -5
If the circumstance wasn't so strange, Kirien would have surely treated Cylo to the usual raising-of-the-eyebrow, indicating that she thought he was...peculiar. This time, however, she gave him the rare, stare-at-him-like-he-has-three-heads. Maybe it the pieing had been a setup. He could have somehow been waiting for girls to come by, pie himself, and throw out those silly lines about 'great shape' and 'taking a bullet.'
"I'm Kirien." She remarked, blinking at 'Cylo.' She knew the name. She knew all about the boring council people from her parents. Well, her father, anyway. He was very concerned about making her a 'proper' young lady, and evidently, 'proper' young ladies knew the names and biographies of all sorts of politics people. She thought it was boring.
The 'Cylo' she heard of was supposed to be very powerful and impressive...this guy just didn't seem to fit the description.
You're weird.
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Cylo
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Post by Cylo on May 24, 2008 21:08:38 GMT -5
Cylo wasn't quite sure what to make of the look he was getting from this girl. He had a sudden urge to say to her, 'What? Did I just grow two more heads or something?' but he felt kind of like asking this would only cause her to give him an even stranger look. So he let it be.
"Kirien eh? Nice."
Not exactly the most intelligent comment, but she wasn't giving him much to work with in terms of conversation. In fact, she'd barely said anything to him. He tried to mentally count the words she had spoken, but his memory for that sort of thing wasn't great. He'd be lucky to remember her three syllable name a week from now, unless she made some sort of impression on him. That was how Cylo worked; he didn't associate a name to a face, but to a feeling or memory.
Hmm. Itchy eyelid.
He raised his hand to his eye to satisfy said itch and managed to rub shaving cream from his hand into his eye. And damn, doesn't matter how powerful of a demon you are, that stings! He tried to rub the shaving cream out of his eye, but only managed to get more in it. After a profuse amount of rubbing, he looked back up at Kirien, blinking like mad. His eye was very red and it was watering like mad, but there was a smile on his face. He looked, in short, pretty ridiculous.
"So..." he said, as a tear escaped from his eye of its own accord. He tried to ignore it and smirked even more. "You work for TI? Or are you a student?" These were the two most common things anyone on the island did, so it was pretty logical to assume she was one of the two, at least. She could be a business owner, but people with a lifespan of around 15 years didn't generally make great proprietors.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on May 26, 2008 19:51:35 GMT -5
He really has a way with words. Kirien thought to herself, blinking again at his first words. Her name was Kirien, she just said that. And 'nice?' He looks like a blundering idiot. I don't know what father's talking about.
When the other demon managed to get shaving cream in his eye, she smiled and giggled automatically at his stupidity. Maybe she'd stick around and humor him, if only to see if he could manage to accidentally decapitate himself as well.
"I'm a student."
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Cylo
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Council Member Hero Demon[M:103000]
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Post by Cylo on May 28, 2008 19:03:40 GMT -5
This post is teh no good. I blame... nuclear weapons. <<
Cylo furrowed his brow as if the fact that Kirien found this funny was highly confusing. She seemed to find his less-than-smooth antics amusing, and he was happy to oblige. She seemed sort of like a little kid in that aspect; they could be pretty unconcerned with what you did until you did something foolish, at which point you had their full attention. Cylo remembered, when he was staying with that family in his first year, having to hit himself in the face to make the children stop crying when they were hurt. Good times.
"A student? Shouldn't you be in school then?" he questioned, keeping the furrowed-brow look a little longer. His eye was still stinging like an angry bee, and he moved his hand toward it, only to remember what happened last time. He gave a sideways glance and slowly moved his hand back down to his side.
No one saw that.
"Ah, never mind. I don't work for the school, they can keep track of their own students. What brings you here today? Working out? Playing some one-on-none basketball?"
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Post by Kirien Melantha on May 31, 2008 19:57:31 GMT -5
"Maaybe." Kirien answered, swaying from side to side. "I don't think I have a class right now. But if I do, it must not be very important." She giggled, giving the impression that she was excited and unsure of doing something wrong for a change. She broke rules all the time, of course, but she couldn't let anyone know that! It took all the fun out of everything!
She smiled at the older demon when he moved his hand toward his eye again, and delicately covered her mouth with one hand, stifling another giggle.
This one is impossibly stupid! Teehee!
"Yes!" She chirped enthusiastically when she was asked another question. She nodded her head in emphasis, knowing full well that she hadn't specified what she was saying yes to. Little things were fun at first, until she could move into the really fun stuff.
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Cylo
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Post by Cylo on Jun 1, 2008 20:06:16 GMT -5
The impression Cylo got from all of this was that maybe this girl wasn't as interesting as he thought. She seemed alright at first, but now he was beginning to become more and more convinced that she was one of those pretty, clueless, airhead types. The giggling wasn't helping.
"Ick," he said aloud before he could control himself.
Of course, he then realized that he himself was giving off the idiotic, musclehead, jock type impression. which he definitely was not, so he shouldn't assume anything of her either.
"I'm not stupid," he said simply. He was full aware this would sound like a stupid thing to say, but he felt like she should know. "Just because I'm a good looking guy, doesn't mean I don't have a brain too. I'm not just a piece of meat."
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Jun 3, 2008 21:27:25 GMT -5
Kirien gave her absolute sweetest smile, which soon combined with her anger, making her look an awful lot like she was about to bite Cylo's face off.
Ick? Did he just ICK me?! I'll rip him to pieces and feed him slowly to a venus fly trap! I'll show him! Stuck...up...bastard!
"Really?" She piped childishly, blinking at the other redhead in astonishment. "I didn't say you were stupid, stupid! If you're saying your not stupid when no one said you were, then you must be! And good looking?" She marched toward Cylo angrily, pointing an accusing finger at him for no other reason than to bore it into his eye socket when she got close enough. "I'm cut you up now. Teehee!"
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Cylo
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Post by Cylo on Jun 10, 2008 3:32:48 GMT -5
"You just did," Cylo countered, equally childishly, "and I know you were thinking it all along. I'm not stupid. In fact, I'm very bright. And yes, good looking. Don't pretend I'm not."
He really wanted to start striking manly poses, not because he was really that stuck up, but because he knew it would really piss the girl off, but he resisted the urge. But only just; one of his biceps tensed of its own accord, though it was, luckily, hidden by his shirt.
"You'm cut me up now?" Cylo parroted incredulously, backing up as Kirien made her way toward him. "I don't know about that, I'm really not into the kinky stuff." He tried to make this sounds as cocky as possible, but a hint of nervousness crept into his voice.
Who is this girl?!
When he finally backed into some sort of obstruction, he tensed immediately, combat instincts kicking in without permission. His own arm snapped out lightning quick and grabbed for the finger pointed at him with demonic strength. It would do little more than stop Kirien from moving said finger, unless she attempted to move, in which case it would hurt like a b***h.
"Don't you know it's rude to point?" he said flatly.
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Post by Kirien Melantha on Jun 13, 2008 0:39:51 GMT -5
Kirien frowned when Cylo caught her finger, and gave her hand an experimental wiggle. Just as she thought: she probably couldn't break away without hurting herself. She couldn't exactly wield a battleaxe one-handed, but she was in no rush to try it with two hands and a broken finger, either.
"Don't you know it's rude to touch a lady without her permission?" She retorted with a glare. Magic could be a bad idea when he was touching part of her. She could end up doing damage to herself that way. She had no other choice but to fall back on unarmed combat...not her strong point in the least.
She aimed a cheap kick between the legs, in an attempt to get the other off of her. She was pretty poor at punching, but her kicks weren't too shabby.
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Cylo
Young Blood
Council Member Hero Demon[M:103000]
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Posts: 42
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Post by Cylo on Jun 13, 2008 1:52:09 GMT -5
In a flash of movement, Cylo caught the girl's leg between his knees and let go of her hand. He grabbed the trapped foot with a free hand and raised it a little higher than was probably comfortable for the not-exactly-tall girl. Even a human guy would react quickly with his... 'important parts' in jeopardy; for Cylo it was nothing. The girl even seemed to be a little on the slow side, for a demon. Not common, but not unheard of. It just meant she was probably a lot stronger than she looked.
"It's also rude to kick people," he said smugly, lifting her leg a little higher, but not high enough to make her fall over (or so he guessed). "Now that we've established we're both incredibly rude, can we just push that aside and be civil? Please? I promise this way isn't any fun." He wiggled her leg around for emphasis.
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