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@natusexcinis when dad tries to throw ur bf off a roof

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    “So, you’re the little boy everyone is talking about.” 

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           “So, I hear your staying in Churches now, Abyss. I thought you knew a better place to stay ----- Ironic is the best word isn’t it?” 

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                           “Good.”

                           Azazel then threw the other into the near by fire exit on the roof they were on. It was the correct answer and one that Azazel took quite a bit of pleasure extracting to say the very least. Getting Abyss to listen might take some work, but it would be worth it.... or so he thought at any rate.

                     “You’re going to work for me.” 

                                                           To say the very least, he wasn’t expecting the other to act so violently, but he did just send a dash of insults towards him; what was he to expect back? Either way, the simple fact of the matter was he was in major trouble, and he doubted that he could get out of it with out having to do some major apologizing.

                                            That being noted, he finally came to the sudden realization that he was actually hanging over the side of a building, and he couldn’t simply talk his way out of this; not easily at least as Ky’lar chuckled hesitantly for a moment or two, and tried to contain that spark of fear that was starting to cloud his mind.

                                                   “Live…” He finally managed to get out slowly, “I want to live.” 

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     “Do you now? I would have thought that reason doesn’t matter; what is the old saying? Kill or be killed?” A smirk slowly formed across Azazel’s lips, “I don’t have problems with killing ---- I make my own rules and you should be lucky I don’t care too much about killing you for the time being.” 

Thoughts of his own brother flashed through his mind. Killing Stefan had been a decision made to protect lives, even if it damned his soul to Hell. “If I kill someone, it’s not vithout reason. But I don’t get to decide vho lives and vho dies,” he snarled.

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                   “Other reasons?” The Mutant asked as he moved to poke her in the stomach with his tail, “What are the other reasons then? I would... love to hear them, Daiyu. Who knows..... I might stick around for a while.”

"You're hot."

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“You’re not so bad on the eyes yourself.” She said with a light grin.

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                                                  “Yes, it seems that I do want to test that, Summers. You’re not going to find out why I am here, but....in a few moments? You’re going to be wishing you never saw me.” 

                                            “Do you REALLY want to test that, Azazel? I can take short answers, it’s what I am used to, but you didn’t answer my question: Why are you here?” 

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    “Does it matter?” He asked with an eyebrow lifted as Azazel folded his arms calmly across his chest, “You don’t need to know who I am, but.... you should be careful, Nightcrawler. I don’t need you losing yourself before you’re ready to know everything.”

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Kurt’s head lifted up from his bed, which he had collapsed into the wrong way around so his feet were at his headboard and his head by the end of the bed, and blinked the dreariness out of his vision.

“Who…? Who are you…?”

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            It didn’t matter of Kurt didn’t recognize anything, but it was quite a ways from everything else ----- it was a massive distance, and he knew it would be enough to prove to the other what he was. Rather, that he could be trusted in the most basic of aspects.

         “We are quite a ways from where we were before, but when your older? Well, I have a feeling that you can go as far as you like. After-all, you have a gift, and I want to make sure you know how to use it.” 

Kurt was startled when, suddenly, he didn’t recognize his surroundings at all. That shock soon shifted to wonder as he turned a wide-eyed face towards his new friend. His movement’s spoke of trepidation at the sudden turn of events, but at the same time, of excitement.

“Wow!” he whispered. “Your magic is so much better than mine.”

“Where… are we? I don’t know this part of the forest…”

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          “I could, but I don’t think I will.” He mused out lightly, “However, I think that i have found what I am interested in, and you can’t get rid of me.” Not yet at any rate, “Yet, things rarely go the way we wish them too ---- especially for someone like myself.” 

“You should see the Galactic Republic, then. How that manages to keep going, I will never know.” Revan grumbled out, though she was clearly not annoyed with him. “Sadly I agree, but it’s always nice when things go the way we want.”

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    “Differing? How exactly so?” 

“Well, we’re identical twins with differing personalities. It’s not like that hasn’t happened before.”

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   “Can’t I SIMPLY visit an old friend, Abyss? You have been busy.” 

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   “What do you WANT, Azazel?” 

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“nobody looks up in the sky anymore.”

“----- It’s not that bad, but it makes it difficult at times to move around, and point out a few key factors in business.” He mused out as his tail moved to poke her in the back for a few moments, “It’s as simple as that.”

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                                                  “I’m here to talk, but as I said before; I don’t NEED to give you a reason to be here ----- you should learn to take short answers before someone decides to teleport you to the middle of the ocean, and leave you there.”

                     “I’m ALSO prone to simply being a jerk at times —– I am told that at least.” He gave a shrug as he took a step closer towards the other, “Again, what do you REALLY want, Azazel?”

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                                                   For a mutant, Ky’lar seemed to be quite INSULTING,  ----- Azazel thought he would have had some SORT of DIGNITY, but apparently, he couldn’t expect much from the other. It would have been simple to move on from the situation if Ky’lar didn’t touch him, but that physical contact caused a spark of UNDEFINED rage that he wasn’t going to control as he grabbed the other firmly by the throat before the both of them teleported away in a burst of red smoke.

                                                  A few moments later, he both of them appeared on the roof of a very tall building, and Azazel held the other over the edge for the time being. He wasn’t going say a word initially, but since the other wanted a presentation of what he could do? Azazel decided to give it... painfully.

                                                   “Now, do you want to live or do want to die; Abyss?” 

                                                 Now, usually, Ky’lar would have kept his temper in CHECK, but he hated being told all that he was ended up being nothing more than threats. If anything, he should have kept his mouth shut completely, but as per-usual, he ended up letting his EMOTIONS rule him, and that was never anything decent. 

                                                  “Do you REALLY want that, Red-skinned wonder?” He asked as he moved to poke Azazel right in the chest, “As I said, PROVE it.” Again, Ky’lar wasn’t EXACTLY being too smart in this situation, but right now? His anger took over his rational senses. 

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                         “—– You wouldn’t have SUMMONED me here if you didn’t want to make a deal.” 

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   “The question you have to ask yourself is simple; does it matter?” Azazel asked as his arms folded across his chest, “Does it really matter?” 

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                            “What exactly are you?”