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Sage smirked and rolled his eyes "Suprisingly, thats not the first time I've heard that"He said looking at her through the corner of his eye. He then looked back up at the clouds, watching the cotten like objects slowly through the sky. A loud growl then sounded from very close by and Sage sighed slightly, a rather large bead of sweat going down the side of his face as the growl sounded again, this time the source more obviouse then before. Sage's stomach then growled one last time, a little louder then before.

"Sure, why not"He said as he got up and stood beside her "But I'll pay"He said throwing a small pouch into the air "You'd be suprised how stupid the criminals in this place are"He said smirking as he took a few steps ahead of her and put the pouch back in his pocket "You coming?"He asked with a glance back at her and a sly smirk.

"Yeah, I've passed by the place you were talking about a few times"He said smirking "Alot of my.....'funding' comes from the alley behind the place actually"He said as he starred up at the clouds. "Never actually been to the place though"He said glancing over at Goldie. He then smirked again "Guess I forgot to introduce myself, names Sage Dual"

"I'm sure thats true, but I'm far more interested in the cloud patterns, they seem to change whenever he's supposed to be near...."He said wondering off into his own thoughts after that. He then turned his head and looked at her directly "So what exactly are your abilities as a demon anyways?"He asked looking deeply into her eyes

((So k, I'm headin off to bed too, I've got a big math test this afternoon xp ))
Sage smirked slightly as he looked at Goldie for a few more seconds and then turned his gaze ahead of him "Well now I'll have to" He said smirking. She was deifnatly a demon that peaked his interest, his curiousity more then anything else. He had a sudden feeling his life was going to get atleast slightly less dull now, but only time would tell for sure.

((apologies for the length sweatdrop ))

Ronan was making himself comfortable in the classroom, chalking random comics on the blackboard that would make your grandmother blush. He was bored to say the least but some part of him wanted to graduate so he kept himself inside. After covering the entire board, he clapped his hands together a few times to get off the chalk dust. As he did so he heard a large clanking noise coming from one of the other classrooms. Sticking his head out the door he caught sight of a huge beast type thing sticking it’s own head out of a classroom down the hall.

“Now that’s a face for radio…” He muttered to himself and retracted his head back into the safety of the room. It was too late however as the thing had noticed him.

“Shiiiittt…” he muttered. The last thing he needed in his life was to be ripped to sheds by the likes of something as ugly as that. Diving out of the classroom, under the enormous thing’s legs, he pushed himself to his feet and made for the gym. It would follow him naturally, but at least the gym had more space.

Once at half court he watched as the beast tore through the doorway, making it twice as big. It growled hungrily at him. Ronan took of his jacket quickly and tossed it to the side.

“Here kitty kitty kitty…” He sang, flicking out his small but sharp switchblade and trying to keep his own spirits high as part of him wondered what in hell’s name he was doing.

The beast lunged forward and Ronan used it’s momentum against it, jumping high and pushing it backwards with a force not commonly seen in humans. The large creature pummelled into a wall but regained it’s composure quickly and Ronan saw that he’d just sufficed to make it angry. A flurry of dodges and attacks suddenly erupted and he was caught by surprise at how fast this beast could move. He suffered a blow to the chest that knocked him on his a** and all the way to the other side of the gym. Ronan sat for a moment, holding the wound and catching his breath.

“s**t…this was my favorite shirt…no…wait..it was my only shirt you….thing!” He got to his feet, his eyes blazing and charged the creature somehow pulling from within him enough strength to lodge the small blade into the thick crunchy skull of the beast. The thing lashed out a few times, throwing Ronan off of him once again, but then it fell, the floor thundering with the impact. When Ronan opened his eyes, all that was left was his switchblade lying innocently on the three-point arch.

((It's cool. I know more people in different countries than my own. XD))

"So...are you going tell me what I want to know?"
"I-I can't man...they'll cut me up, they'll eat me man. Dey're sickos man!"
"...look where you are and I'll ask you again." The leather clad male was in some kind of warehouse, barely lit besides some flickering ceiling lights. Numerous shipping crates sat around, all with various markers from different countries. He was sitting upon a wooden crate, leaning slightly forward and facing a nervous, twitchy, sweating man hung upside down from the ceiling using some kind of rope. As the intimidating figure stared into the man's petrified eyes, he looked around. Scattered across the floor were pools of blood, leading to the crates where shattered and broken bodies lay all over them. The crimson coating extends above the crates where several bodies have been strung up by their own entrails. All the bodies faces were disfigured, and most of them had what appeared to bite marks embedded in them. The man threw up in his mouth and swallowed it, turning his head back to his captor. The figure had since placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, but he never took his gaze away from his captive. "...well?" The man once again swallowed the lump in his throat. "A'ight, a'ight I'll tell ya. It-it was some kids who thought they could bring monsters to their school, but they thought it didn't work. It did, now dey be swarmin' all over dere."
"Then how come its not been reported?"
"I don't know man, somethin' happens to 'em before they can be seen by everybody." The figure paused in between taking a puff from his cig, and holding it in his left hand. A few seconds later, he let out the smoke in the man's face, who coughed uncontrollably. "Ey man watch it, ya know those things'll kill ya..."
"So I've heard." As the figure took another puff, one of the bodies jerked around and growled, leaping with great speed at him. The figure kept his composure, tilting his head to the side as the corpse came in, grabbing its throat with his hand. He tightened his grip as he slammed the body onto the floor to his right, away from the captive. The corpse still growled at him as its eyes were ghostly white and it bore many fangs inside its mouth. The figure released the smoke in his mouth and then flicked the cig butt away. "When I kill you, you stay down...for your own good." With one swift pulse in his arm, he crushed the corpse's neck, severing the head from its body. A second later, the cig butt fit the floor. "...you're gonna let me go, right?" The figure reached into his pocket and pulled out another cigarette, lighting it and smoking it. He resumed his watch of the twitchy man. "Not yet. What can you tell me, about a kid named...Sage?"