Contracts (CLOSED)

(I happy with whatever happens, so whatever works best for you :)

Marrin can be his demon, both Marrin and Cam are about to go get food. Maybe they run into him on the way?//

(Yeh, that sounds good)
Erik made a move to walk away from the building, thinking about his brother. What can I do to help him? There has to be something… He just wanted to know for sure his brother was safe, that he was okay. And that wouldn’t happen if he was going in and out of mental hospitals.

"I need you to protect my son and I." she took a shaky breath. She'd do it, it seemed simple enough. "I fear for his life…because of the mistakes I have made. So if all you need is a place to stay and food, the basic needs, I can supply." she told him.

Marrin held onto Cam's hand and teleported them outside the building, ending up in an alleyway near the factory. "Why does that make me so sick!?" Cam complains as she catches her breath. Marrin smacked her head "Stop complaining."

Erik jumped at the sound of voices, looking around wildly, “Who was that?” I thought I was alone… He took a few steps back, squinting his eyes a little in search of the sound of the voices.

"I need you to protect my son and I." she took a shaky breath. She'd do it, it seemed simple enough. "I fear for his life…because of the mistakes I have made. So if all you need is a place to stay and food, the basic needs, I can supply." she told him.

Zackary took a smooth step forward. “Protection was my guess. I am also a very curious Demon. I always want to know reasons. If you would so desire, we can close the contract in thr privacy of your home. I think we should go pick up your son and go. Immediately.”

"You're gonna get us caught," Cam mutters, pushing away Marrin's hand. Marrin crossed his arms. "Me? I'm going to get us caught?"

Erik was just about to flee the area when he phone rang and he answered to hear his father’s voice, ‘Hey, how was your brother doing? Are you still at the hospital?
“Uh, no, I just left actually. He’s- He doesn’t really want to talk about it. He didn’t really want to talk about anything. Dad, are you sure it’ll get better? This is the third time…” His father went on to reassure him, then told him to get home safely, then hung up. Erik sighed, closing the phone and slipping it into his pocket.

( @"Whisper of Death to Purple Rabbits! (Inside joke. Don't ask)" ?)

Marrin pulled Cam out of the alleyway, Marrin wasn't looking where he was going but Cam was. "Eek!" Cam screeched as they almost ran into a guy.

Erik jumped back, wide eyed and slightly stunned. “Uh- um- er- sorry, sorry- I didn’t see you,” He said shakily, biting his lip and taking a step back. I should be getting home… “Uh, sorry,” He repeated again to the strangers, turning away.

"No, no. It's our fault really, Ca, should really watch where she is going." Marrin said, smiling then giving a pointed look to Cam.

Erik apologized again anyways, “Sorry,” He started walking away again, ready to leave this place and just get home so he could take a break from stressing about his brother.

Juliet swallowed and nodded rapidly. She put out her keys, unlocked the door, and got in on the drivers side. She waited until the Demon got in as well before she drove towards her co-worker's home. Silently, she got out the car and went inside. She soon returned with sleeping baby in a carseat. He had a head of curly black her and long lashes, and a button nose that twitched as he slept. Juliet was nervous about putting her son in the car with….Wings, but if he promised to protect them, it was better to trust him now to prove it before they sealed the contract. She buckled the baby in, got back into the car, and drove to her house. A small pale blue one story home with black shutters and roof.

(Sorry guys. I’ll be more active during the week.)

Avilasa jumped when she heard something thump just outside the room. She sat up quickly, grabbing her knife from under her pillow and quickly standing up, creeping slowly towards the door. “Crap” she muttered, thinking it was the police.

(No worries,)
Sariel had yet to face the door, and was still gazing down into the main area of the factory from her place on the railing of the stairs. Now, she was sure of it, there were people outside. That still doesn't change the reason I'm here… She thought, whipping around at the barely audible sound of footsteps. Realizing that they were coming from the room where the girl was, Sariel smiled. Maybe I'll find a way to strike up a deal this time.

Avilasa stood next to the door, poised to stab the first person to enter and run. She coiled her muscles up like a panther, and waited to pounce. Patient. Calm.

Sariel's chest soon had a slight sinking feeling as she stood in front of the door. She knew the stranger was on the other side of the wooden door. And she probably has a weapon. What she was doing earlier looked suspicious. Taking in a deep breath, Sariel put out a hand to open the door, stopping once her hand was on the old handle, she was still debating on whether or not to open it. Is it better to let her find me? If I open this door myself I could scare her away, like earlier today.

A I heard the dot cream as a hand rested on the handle. She decided to take her chances and called out, “Who are you and what do you want?” She could always climb out through the fire escape…

Sariel readied her foot at the corner where the door met the doorway, If she tries to shut the door I can always keep it open this way. Giving three light taps on the door with the second joint of her index finger, Sariel opened it, stopping once it was a good four inches away from the doorway. "Hello," she said, peering through the opening that she had made. "I want to speak with you about something. I'm not a police officer and you can check me for weapons and wires if you'd like." Sariel said, keeping her voice even.

Avilasa backed up to let the person in, eyes narrowed, but didn’t lower the knife. “Did anyone follow you here? And what the hell do you want to talk to me about? I don’t do drugs if you’re trying to sell them.”

Juliet swallowed and nodded rapidly. She put out her keys, unlocked the door, and got in on the drivers side. She waited until the Demon got in as well before she drove towards her co-worker's home. Silently, she got out the car and went inside. She soon returned with sleeping baby in a carseat. He had a head of curly black her and long lashes, and a button nose that twitched as he slept. Juliet was nervous about putting her son in the car with….Wings, but if he promised to protect them, it was better to trust him now to prove it before they sealed the contract. She buckled the baby in, got back into the car, and drove to her house. A small pale blue one story home with black shutters and roof.

Zackary lounged in the car, setting his feet on the dash nonchalantly. He hummed, sending drifty breaths of hot air into the cold car as they drove. He smiled a little, a warm smile, when he saw her son. Zackary had to admit he had a soft spot for kids. The moment they pulled up, Zackary rose out of the car, his strong but hidden muscles moving under his shoulders.

Sariel walked into the room slowly and shut the door behind her. Her silvery eyes scanned over the room, taking note of the sleeping bag as well as the plants. "I wouldn't touch drugs even if I were paid to." She replied, letting her arms fall to her sides. She began walking around the room, inspecting, but not daring to touch anything. Suddenly she stopped a few feet away from Avilasa, "I saw you outside, that mini van looked a bit sketchy… Do you live here?"

Avilasa said. “Let me pat you down.” Still suspicious. She put her knife between her teeth and reached out her hands towards the blondie, muttering around the metal in her mouth. “I move around I only stay in the same place for up to a week. I was gonna move out tomorrow, especially after you scared off my customer this afternoon.”

Sariel raised up her arms, and looked at Avilasa as she moved around. "So, what type of customer was that?" She asked, making sure to keep the same even tone. I have a pretty good idea of it, but it's better to hear her say it. The woman thought, her gaze unwavering.

Sariel raised up her arms, and looked at Avilasa as she moved around. "So, what type of customer was that?" She asked, making sure to keep the same even tone. I have a pretty good idea of it, but it's better to hear her say it. The woman thought, her gaze unwavering.

(so are we ever going to continue the stars in the water rp?)

(I would really like to, and since the others were not active, I may reboot it. But if I continue under the same thread, I'll give them a day or so to jump in, and if they don't I'll re-open their roles. Mot likely though, it'll get re-booted.)

Name: Jemini. Formerly known as Nephthys.
Age: idk man can change her age so… Normally looks somewhere in her early twenties, maybe 24.
Appearance:
Gender/Sex: Female, uses she/her pronouns
General Personality: Jem was kind of like a mean girl and the cliched Wattpad "slut" (y'all know which one I'm talking about; the one that consistently gets the short end of the stick). Very seductive, very intelligent and cunning. Knows how to work boys (and girls) to her advantage. Pretends not to mind being called a "slut" but actually does. An expert liar, Jem is particularly mischievous. She is partially motivated by the desire of redemption for her past. She has an overwhelming ambition, never surrenders, and is secretly a nice person at heart. Regrets fufilling the "bisexual slut" stereotype.
Family (optional): N/A
Deal with (this can be changed as the rp goes on): N/A
Human or Demon?: Demon
History (optional): … It depends. We weren't really given much info on how demons were born and stuff like that, but I imagine them as cursed (or blessed, depending on how you look at it) former humans.
If so, then long ago, Jem used to be an ambassador to a powerful foreign country (Egypt, maybe Babylon or Assyria? Somewhere in the Middle East). She met a noble of a small country (maybe Israel?) when the noble came to visit her queen for a royal dinner. The queen insulted the noble, they had a fight, and the noble won. Jem was sent by the queen to the noble to declare war, but the noble persuaded the queen to call off the war, and Jem fell in love with her ('her' being the noble). She started to court the noble in secret, and she (Jem) rose in power to becomes the king's most trusted adviser and friend. One day, the noble was declared to marry the king of that country. Jem had a duel with the king over her, but they were so equally matched that the noble was told to choose. The noble chose the king, and Jem was heartbroken. A demon appeared to her and offered her a deal so that Jem could get the noble back. Jem refused, and instead asked to be turned into a demon so that she would never have to deal with heartbreak again. The demon took out Jem's heart, and shrunk it and turned it to stone, putting it on a necklace. He told her that when she was ready, it would phase back inside of her body, and she would be able to truly love once more. Then, the demon turned her into one of his kind. However, she was "indentured" to that demon for the rest of her days. Not exactly servant status… more like sidekick. They have a friend-hate relationship. ("die" "aw, i love you too") Jem has tried many times to destroy the heart, but it never works.
Usual Attire: It's usually something really pretty and kind of revealing, but badass; think of like RWBY clothing (Blake's outfit).
Mark (what does it look like, where is it?): Aisha's mark is the one in the picture - the cloud tattoos on her shoulders and upper arms.

(i'll change the backstory if the admin wants)
(also, who wants to be the demon that she was indentured to?)

(or the demon can be a girl, not a guy)