Angels and Demons

Derek - "I say we just use intuition, no plan," I say

Rose: "Just charge and be done with it all." I snapped, blowing a piece of hair out of my face.

Jordan: "I like that plan." I grinned evilly.

Derek - "Then let's go," I smirk

Jordan: "Yeah!" I yelled.

Anastasia - I felt like something was about to happen, something bad. I shivered in the unnatural cold.

Matt: I say nothing but nod curtly. So halo wouldn't get anything.

Rose: I sensed something was up. "We need to think of a plan. Now. They're on the move." I said quickly.

(Do you know that Anastasia is human?)

OH.
SORRY!

(No it's fine!)

Mercutio: I walk into the room and smile when all the heads turn to me. I hold up my hands, still some what covered in blood. "Sorry," I say. "I was in the middle of sugery and things were getting interesting." Too bad the subject still died. I pull up a chair and prop my feet up on the table. "And if you ask me, why don't we just wait for them to make the move first? Obviously, they're planning something big. I say we lure the snake out of hiding and then do our job. It's risky, but so's every thing we'll come up with. I'm not in the mood to walk into something that could've been avoided."

Niccoleta: I bounce up and down in my seat, trying but failing to contain my excitement. This is gonna be so fun! "Feeding time!" the voice in my head giggles. I lick my lips at the thought and stand up on my chair. "Then it's settled!" I say. "Three pairs of angel wings for everyone and an arm or two! Now let's get this over with so I can hurry up and eat!"

Niccoleta:

Derek - We all get out and prepare to fight. It would be a blast.

Halo: My heart pounded loudly as we prepared to fight. I just prayed I wouldn't run into or have to fight Matt. Not just for the fact that he was my brother, but we would be able to predict the other's moves, and it would go on forever. I held my spear tightly, ready to throw.

Matt: Damn, here we go. My fingers curled on my bow and I waited for a signal,

Mercutio: I sit back and light up a cigarette, feeling the awaiting shape of my knife in my sleeve. No need to rush things. Blood and death will come all in due time. Why rush something so out of control? So fun?

Niccoleta: I frown as my stomach growls again. Damn, at this rate, I'll be nothing but dust. I croutch down low like an animal and then take off into the crowd of angels with amazing speed. I grab one by the arm and squeeze. It's shrieking is like music to my ears. "But it's not good enough!" I yell as I pull hard, awaiting the delicious snap of tendons and bone. "Let me hear you pray to me!" I say as it finally snaps off. I look at the arm and then at the bleeding angel. "Eh, never mind. It's kinda hard to do with one arm, y'know?" I take out my gun and shoot him between the eyes, taking a big bite out of the arm I ripped off.

Rose: I drew my sword, ready to fight.

Jordan: "Yum! Angels! Let's go!" I cried as I drew my dagger.

Niccoleta: I carry the arm with me as I go along, taking occasional bites out of it as though it were a drum stick. "How fun," I say in my old voice, the Russian accented English I would talk in when I first came to this country. Back when I was alive. I notice an angel looking at me and bend down, holding the arm out as though I'd like her to shake it. "Want a bite?" I ask through my huge grin.

Mercutio: I hop off the steps, cigarette still hanging from my mouth, and start walking through the chaos, observing the corpes and the dying alike. "What a lovely day," I say. A demon moves to attack me and misses. I grab him my the arm and punch him hard in the face, grinning when I feel it cave in under my fingers. I pick him up and observe his destroyed face. After a moment, I sniff and stand up. "How boring." I've already experimented on a demon like him, and he doesn't seem at all interesting. I I step on his chest and then his head and walk away, the upper half of his body nothing but a bloody pulp.

Derek - I fight and kill angel after angel, thinking only of death. It was what I was good at, murder and death. Then I see a human on the swings frightened to no end. It's weird how she can see all that is going on, most humans can't, but she can. I catch her terrified eyes and wink at her before killing another angel.

Anastasia - I see what is happening in front of me but I reject it and refuse to believe. I don't want to believe that angels and demons are in front of me fighting. I don't want to believe that a demon just winked at me. More importantly I don't want to believe that I can see it happen.

Mercutio: I raise an eyebrow as I notice the girl looking rather upset on the playground. I walk over and give a grand bow. "Why, hello there. If you don't mind me saying, it doesn't look like you belong here."

Rose: Mercutio was talking to someone. By the looks of her, a human. I flew over to her. "It's not safe here, girl. You'd better get out of here. Fast." I said as a demon flew toward me and I ran it through with my sword. It fell to the ground like a dead bug, wing twitching.

Niccoleta: I pull off the last bit of meat from the arm and toss the bones over my shoulder. My nose twitches as it cat he's whiff of something familiar. "Humans..." I breath. I look up and notice a girl abd two angels, the girl looking petrified. I grin and stroll over. "Oh dear, you look a bit lost. Here, let me help you home."

Rose: I pulled out my sword. "Stay away from her, demon bitch." I snapped, the tip of my sword aimed at her throat.

Niccoleta: "Hey, heavenly skank, why don't you cool your balls and go play with the other kids. I'm just trying to be a good Samaritan," I say as I slowly move her sword away from my neck with my gun.

Rose: "Yeah, like a cannibalistic demon could honestly be a good Samaritan to any other type of person other than a demon. If a demon even counts as a person." I snapped, knocking the gun away and keeping my sword tip at her throat again.

Niccoleta: "Oh, my heart! You've injured me so! Me? A person?" I lean down until the sword just barely draws blood. "Being a person is overrated." I grin and let my tongue hang out, waiting for her to make the first.

Rose: I ignored the blood. "Don't make me push that further into your throat." I glared.