Mortal Instruments Chat

Anastasia - "It's the grease, you aren't used to it," I tell him.

Galen: "Oh, well then." I said. I glanced around quickly, the hair on the back of my neck tingling. "Please tell me you can feel that, too." I said, leaning in.

Anastasia - My posture goes rigid, "Yes," I nod.

Galen: One of my hands moved to the hilt of my current blade, Och, and the other stayed on the table. I looked out the big window and saw something black dart behind a building from in an alley. "Let's go." I said.

Anastasia - "With pleasure," I get up and head out to the alley.

^^Galen, by the way.. But, he normally wears a shirt.

Galen: I nodded and we headed out, Ana (gonna abbreviate it) threw some money on the table. I jolted across the street, neatly thought the moving traffic. I paused to looked back at her. Then, I heard the low grumble of the demon.

Anastasia - I saw the demon and quickly got out my favorite blade, Micheal.

Galen: I called the blade to life and the light flared in the alley. It multiplied from it's original sized, sproting a sleep black body and white poison tipped spikes down its spine and stomach. I backed up and realized, it was blind.

Anastasia - I let my blade come to life as well. The blind demon would have a better sense of smell, and hearing.

Galen: As Ana called her blade, the demon looked over and then struck, like lightning. I jumped back and swung, taking off a few of the spines near the end. Thick black blood spurted out a little and then it roared.

Ana - I went to help Galen, striking the upper spikes

Galen: It writhed around, trying to snap at us. I slashed, cutting a large groove across the side of it's face. It let out a wail and I was wondering how people were ignoring it. While in my thought, a large spike came in contact with my arm, going in deep. I let out a yell and started swinging with extreme percision.

Anastasia - "Shit," I say as I stab the demon, effectively killing it. "Are you ok?" I ask him.

Gaeln: I nodded, my face pale as I looked down to see my arm, red blood puleing out, but in the red, were lines of black, where the venom had entered. "Fine."

Anastasia - I pulled out a first aid kit from my bag and started cleaning his wound, "What got you distracted?" I wondered.

Galen: "These people. They don't notice anything... It's all so different from Alicante." I muttered, shaking my head. "Why don't you use a healing rune?" I asked.

Anastasia - "Because I prefer cleaning the wound first," I admit, "I'm paranoid about infections."

Galen: i nodded and winced as she poured something in the cut that made it sting. "What is that?" I asked, alsmost stepping away.

Anastasia - "Peroxide, it cleans the wound," I tell him, "Hold still."

Galen: I twitched as there was a bubbling sensation and then she started to draw the rune. The tip of the steele was hot against my skin, leaving a frigid trail.

Anastasia - "All better," I tell him.

Galen: I nodded and smiled up at her. "Thanks." I said, standing up and moving my arm around, opening and closing my fist.

Anastasia - "Let's get you to my place," I smile back at him.

Galen: i nodded and we started down the street. "You were pretty good back there." i nodded.

Anastasia - I blush, "Thanks"