He would have come more stealthily had it just been a regular person off
the street and not the love of his life.
"You've been gone a long time," he manages even with the light headedness.
"That deal, and so many others like it, were ripped up a long time ago. I
saw to that. I've been around enough evil to know that Ruby isn't it. All
you're doing is projecting." He hopes that is enough to continue to get
under her skin. Either way, he has Astaroth talking, which serves as a
temporary reprieve from the tortue. He does righteously get a little
defensive when the words deaf one comes up but not for the reasons
it might seem. He will always worry about a friend's safety when he feels
it's threatened. "You've been watching us for the last week or two? "
Eileen was over a lot in that timeframe. There's a lot he hasn't yet
connected the dots to. Her crush on him is one such thing. "I don't know
what you think you saw, or if you're lying to get under my skin, but it
isn't going to work." He tries grabbing Astaroth's hand, sleeve, anything
to keep her from walking towards Ruby again but his fingers barely grasp
anything at all.
His blood runs cold, anxiety rises when Ruby offers herself to Astaroth;
he knows all too well that demon deals are binding and enforced in a few
short words and typically some form of intimate act. "No, no. Ruby, don't
do it. Do agree to anything." It bubbles, it boils, for the first time in a
while, his head starts to split (figuratively) as to his very core he fears
Ruby only has little left to put up a fight before she's truly broken. He
folds his thumbs into his fists and struggles against his bindings to
either pull them looser or slip out of them. There's no surviving if he
doesn't do something quickly. Rushing forth from a deep place within him,
his powers also extend out to save Ruby first and foremost. His intention
is to knock Astaroth's balance but the lighter goes flying instead. He
pushes even harder to try to accomplish more.
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Date: 2023-09-28 10:36 pm (UTC)He would have come more stealthily had it just been a regular person off the street and not the love of his life.
"You've been gone a long time," he manages even with the light headedness. "That deal, and so many others like it, were ripped up a long time ago. I saw to that. I've been around enough evil to know that Ruby isn't it. All you're doing is projecting." He hopes that is enough to continue to get under her skin. Either way, he has Astaroth talking, which serves as a temporary reprieve from the tortue. He does righteously get a little defensive when the words deaf one comes up but not for the reasons it might seem. He will always worry about a friend's safety when he feels it's threatened. "You've been watching us for the last week or two? " Eileen was over a lot in that timeframe. There's a lot he hasn't yet connected the dots to. Her crush on him is one such thing. "I don't know what you think you saw, or if you're lying to get under my skin, but it isn't going to work." He tries grabbing Astaroth's hand, sleeve, anything to keep her from walking towards Ruby again but his fingers barely grasp anything at all.
His blood runs cold, anxiety rises when Ruby offers herself to Astaroth; he knows all too well that demon deals are binding and enforced in a few short words and typically some form of intimate act. "No, no. Ruby, don't do it. Do agree to anything." It bubbles, it boils, for the first time in a while, his head starts to split (figuratively) as to his very core he fears Ruby only has little left to put up a fight before she's truly broken. He folds his thumbs into his fists and struggles against his bindings to either pull them looser or slip out of them. There's no surviving if he doesn't do something quickly. Rushing forth from a deep place within him, his powers also extend out to save Ruby first and foremost. His intention is to knock Astaroth's balance but the lighter goes flying instead. He pushes even harder to try to accomplish more.