House in the Middle of the Street [Belial]

[RIN COOPER]

Rin was moving along I-80, heading through Nebraska. Nebraska. Nothing bad could happen in Nebraska, right? She strongly suspected that nothing good could happen in Nebraska either, but just then that suited her just fine. The plan was to go through to 29, take that north to I-90, and head for Wisconsin. She'd never seen the great lakes, and she heard that the summer was the best time to see the northern stats. She sure as hell wasn't going there when there was snow, Rin was a southern girl and she didn't do well with real winters.

She was spending the night in Lincoln, and as she tended to do when she was passing through a larger city she went onto Craigslist from her laptop in the motel to see what was going on in town. Much to her surprise, it turned out that Janelle Monae was playing a club show the next night. Rin immediately decided to stay an extra night, shelled out for a scalped ticket, and spent the whole day practically bouncing with excitement.

The show was, as expected, incredible. When it let out Rin was riding such a high that she couldn't begin to sleep, so she headed to a twenty-four hour diner that she'd seen on the way and had a burger, then started walking back to the motel instead of taking a cab. She was a little incongruous in her short skirt and light cardigan, with her hair tied back in ribbon bows and wearing very high mary jane heels, but it was a good part of town and nobody hassled her on the way.

But while she was cutting through the residential neighborhood that ran diagonally to the strip where her motel was, she saw a funny red glow coming out through the living room windows of one of the tract houses. It was odd enough to catch her attention, make her stop and look closer for a minute. There were sheer curtains pulled across the window, but she could see figures moving inside. One form seemed to be huge, probably distorted by the light source somehow, the hulking shadow of it loomed over the two other shapes moving around. Another flare of that oddly black-tinged red light and one of the smaller figures dropped out of view. Rin stood on the sidewalk in front of the well-trimmed lawn and watched, trying to figure out what was going on in there and a hand slipping into her bag to find her phone.

After a moment there was some thumping and the other smaller figure disappeared. The sound convinced Rin that she was going to go ahead and call the cops, report a disturbance and if she was wrong, then well, she'd look like an idiot. But while she was still fumbling through her directory to find the non-emergency number for the Lincoln P.D. the front door opened and she saw the large figure silhoutted by the light beyond.

Holy crap, he really was as big as he looked. And...oh my God, was that blood on his hands? Rin started to run, her heels making light clicking sounds on the sidewalk, praying without any hope whatsoever that the big dude with all the hair and blood and horribleness would miss spotting her or would ignore her entirely.

[atrb=border,0,true] Tagged: Belial Location: Suburbs of Lincoln, Nebraska Time of Day: 3 AM Soundtrack: Tightrope - Janelle Monae OOC: Aww, it's so cute how she thinks that if she just runs she might get away.

[BELIAL]

Belial had come to collect some souls from some fools who thought they could escape their bargains by starting a fresh life somewhere else. What they did not factor in was that you could not escape hell's minions, no matter where you went. The demon had easily overwhelmed the foolish mortals with his physical presence and his powers. He took a great deal of pleasure seeing the terror in their eyes before he attacked them, his eyes turning pure white. He shot a fire ball at the man, watching him fall back into the floor with a loud thud. How boring! He went down without much fight, but the female was a lot more intriguing anyways. She was trembling in horror at the scene before her, widen blue eyes peering up at the giant demon in her living room. Belial let a devilish grin claim his lips as he stared at her “It's time to accept your fate, woman. You can't escape me,” he said as he stepped closer to her while she stepped back towards the kitchen “Go away! Please! Leave me alone!” she cried as she snatched up a knife which she used to threaten him, but only earned herself a laugh from the monstrous Belial “Aww, a knife? How sweet. Well, bring it on,” he taunted her, standing there waiting for her attack.

The human lunged forward with the knife raised to stab Belial but was instead caught in his grip, throwing her hard into the wall across the room. She managed to recover, making a move to escape this nightmare she found herself in. “Good try. But it's my turn..” Belial threw a fireball at her, ending the conflict but he was not quite done yet. He had some fun, but now his mission was complete as he stepped out of the house, looking down at his bloody hands which he licked a little to taste the blood when he caught sight of a young woman running from the scene like the devil was after her. Belial crack into a vicious grin as he set after her like a predator after his prey. She was quick, but he had the ability to move a bit faster. Soon he had her in his clutches, wrapping one massive arm around her waist and another about her throat to keep her still “Well, what do we have here?” he said menacingly “I come for two souls and I find a little bonus... what do they call you my little pretty?” Belial awaited to hear her answer.

[RIN COOPER]

All of a sudden that huge dude was right on top of her and Rin had far less than a second to reflect that he really was immense. Way more than a foot taller than her, probably triple her mass. There was something inherently terrifying about being so small beside somebody so very, very large and Rin knew a moment of pure despair as he grabbed her and she knew that no matter how hard she fought, she couldn't possibly break free of his strength.

Not that it stopped her from trying. Even as that massive, callused hand wrapped around her throat she spat out, "They call me Fuck You, Pervert." And then she screamed, praying that somebody would call the cops, that there was somebody on this nice suburban street who was awake at this hour to hear her shrieks, maybe peek out the window and see what was happening.

And, because when you came right down to it Rin didn't believe that her luck was that good, the flap on the outside pocket of her purse flicked open and several dozen fivepenny nails exploded out of the little ziplok baggie she kept them in and launched themselves at the monster's upper back. She didn't believe that it would be enough to stop him, but had to pray that it would maybe startle him into a flinch, give her a moment of slack she could use to tear herself free.

[atrb=border,0,true] Tagged: Belial Location: Suburbs of Lincoln, Nebraska Time of Day: 3 AM Soundtrack: Tightrope - Janelle Monae OOC: It's sort of like trying to use a q-tip to mop up the ocean.

[BELIAL]

Belial laughed at Rin's crude language she used against him, calling him a pervert while at the same time telling him off in some very colorful words. “Oh, such a pretty thing with such a dirty mouth! I like that!” he mocked her, holding her delicate body close even as she screamed her head off like she thought someone would come and rescue her from the evil giant. However, no prince charming came nor did it seem that anyone was coming at all to her rescue. “Scream all you want, what to know why? Cause no one cares. No one will be coming to save you.” Belial told her while he enjoyed the terror yet strength being emitted from the human. She was much too fun to be released yet, he wanted to see what he could do to her to make her scream like that again.

But what he did not know was Rin was not without her own abilities, which was rather similar to his own mental gifts. The demon had no idea that he was danger, until the nails came rush towards him like tiny missiles. He was massive and had a high pain threshold, but feeling over a dozen nails striking him he could not manage a firm grip on her. One hand released her so he could reach behind him, his fingers touching the top of the nail that was embedded in his back. He was clearly unhappy she had caused his human vessel pain, but said nothing as he grasped the nail, yanking it free with a grunt.

[RIN COOPER]

Rin took the opportunity she had here, jerking forward against the huge dude's grip in hopes of breaking free. She had no idea whether she could outrun him, he was pretty big and heavy but she was also kinda suspecting that he was nothing natural. So no, maybe she couldn't outrun him. But she was sure as shit gonna try. She was going to fight.

It was maybe her mother's greatest legacy, the way Rin fought. She fought like it was the only option open to her. Like there was no surrender in her. Whether she was battling a difficult class subject, a stubborn restaurant manager who thought she looked too young to do the job, or fighting for her very life, there was no giving up in Rin. No option where she just accepted what was happening to her.

So her high heels tapped and scrabbled on the ground, trying to get purchase to escape even as she stretched her mind out to find those nails and started driving them deep into her attacker's body, slamming them in through skin and muscle and in a few cases organ until only the blunt knobby nailheads were left protruding. If it occurred to her that she might kill him doing this, the thought didn't stop her doing it.

"Let me go. Let me go let me go let me go." She didn't even entirely realize she was saying it. She was too busy pulling her way free of him and making sure that the nails were as painful as possible and difficult to remove. "Stupid bastard, get your perv on somewhere else, let me go!"

[atrb=border,0,true] Tagged: Belial Location: Suburbs of Lincoln, Nebraska Time of Day: 3 AM Soundtrack: Tightrope - Janelle Monae OOC: Yeah, she's a fighter.

[BELIAL]

Belial had a high pain threshold, but feeling thick nails being drawn into his body was agonizing, even to him. However, he also found a certain amount of pleasure from the pain as well. After centuries of being tortured by the best in Hell, Belial found he gained knowledge and understand of pain as well as how to take some enjoyment through the agony. He tightened his grip on her shirt as one of the nails dig its way deep into well-build muscle, just barely missing a lung. Belial groaned loudly as his face contorted in a strange blend of pain and pleasure.

“Not.. ahhh... stupid..” he cried out abruptly as another wormed its way through his broad shoulder. He released her suddenly from his grasp as he fell hard on his knees. The demon was shaking like a leaf as he sat on his knees, his eyes now a fierce snow-white hue while around him the lights above the streets flickered wildly and electronics went highwire in a display of his mental power that Rin shared with him. Slowly he started to ease the nails out of his vessel's flesh, the bloody nails striking the ground around him until he had finally fish each one out. “You think you're the only one with powers, little girl,” he growled as his eyes changed back to normal.

[RIN COOPER]

[atrb=style, width: 500px; height: 400px; background: #0a090b url(http://teaandheresy.com/moon/rin02back.jpg) no-repeat center bottom, bTable][atrb=valign,bottom][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,15,true][atrb=style, padding: 15px; color: #aa9a90; width: 280px; background-color: #0a090b; opacity: 0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); border: 1px solid #857266; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;-webkit-box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;] When Mongo finally let go of her Rin had been struggling so hard that she fell right down onto her ass on the sidewalk. She scrambled back away from the big man on her hands and toes like a crab, then started working frantically to get out of her shoes. They were Louboutin Cortos, a seven hundred dollar pair of shoes, but escaping this situation without getting raped or having a body part ripped clean off was worth a lot more to her than even these really adorable shoes, and she'd run way faster barefoot. While she was struggling to get the delicate little buckles open she growled out, "No I don't think I'm the only one with powers. But I do think I'm the only one in this conversation who isn't a murderous psychotic bastard, so if you touch me again I'll do a lot worse with those nails than perforate your back." She finally got the shoes off and kicked sideways onto the lawn, then clambered gracelessly to her feet and glared at him as she was still backing up, trying to get her balance and her bearings so that she could figure out which way to run. "And I don't figure you're stupid. I just don't want you trying to penetrate me, in any possible definition of the word." There. There was a toddler sized plastic slide butted up against a board fence next to that house. She thought she could jump up on the slide, hop the fence, and just work like hell to keep moving and Mongo's size and weight would work against him. Question was whether she could get there before he caught her. Rin danced back another five feet while she decided, not ready to commit to a full-out break until she'd assessed a little more about how much those nails had or hadn't slowed him down. "You wanna play nice now? Let me go on my merry way and you go back to licking blood off your own hands? Because that works for me."

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[BELIAL]

Belial chuckled darkly at her suggestion that he was a 'murderous psychotic bastard' then she had the guts to threaten him with the nails he had just removed from his back. She was a feisty, much more then he thought, yet he found he liked her tough attitude surprisingly. “Such a tough little thing you are little girl... but nails are nothing in comparison to Hell's torments,” he said with a devilish grin claiming his lips as he peered up from his kneeling position on the ground. Slowly he rose to his feet, an eerie grace to each movement his powerful body made as he finally came to stand once more.

A booming laugh escaped him as he stepped forward, approaching Rin as she struggled to get her bearings about her “You think my intentions are to ravage you then? Now what an imagination you have. How quickly the human mind goes straight to sex,” he commented with his head gently cocked to the side as if he were studying her. “I think you're the one who penetrated me with those lovely nails of yours...good attempt at bring the pain girl, its been some time since I've that amount of pain. I did enjoy it.” Clearly the nails had not slowed the demon down a great deal, actually he seemed to have liked what she had done to him. “Now, why should I let you go? We haven't been properly introduced yet,” he smirked evilly as he stepped forward trying to shorten the distance between them.

[RIN COOPER]

[atrb=style, width: 500px; height: 400px; background: #0a090b url(http://teaandheresy.com/moon/rin02back.jpg) no-repeat center bottom, bTable][atrb=valign,bottom][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,15,true][atrb=style, padding: 15px; color: #aa9a90; width: 280px; background-color: #0a090b; opacity: 0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); border: 1px solid #857266; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;-webkit-box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;box-shadow: 3px 3px 12px #000;] Rin narrowed her eyes at the big dude even as she backed up another couple of steps, almost stumbling when her heel hit a sprinkler head but pulling it together at the last second. "If you enjoyed that you're going to fucking love what I will do to you if you lay even one hand on me." "Also?" Rin could hear the acid in her own voice and knew that the next thing to come out of her mouth was going to be extremely ill-considered but she was pissed off and frightened and off-balance and all three of them together were going to add up to her being a right proper bitch. "Attempted abduction doesn't count as a proper introduction in a polite society. If you want to introduce yourself to me you to right ahead, but some reasonable assurance that you aren't going to hurt me would be far more interesting to me." It maybe should have reassured her that he seemed to laugh off the notion of sex, but Rin couldn't shake the feeling that if he didn't want sex, whatever else it was he wanted instead was going to be way, way, way worse.

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[BELIAL]

“Oh promises, promises Beautiful? No hint? Do tell me what you have plan for me.” The demon with his head tilted to the side as if in a curious fashion, one eyebrow lifted as he took yet another step. “Believe me, whatever it is... I await with baited breath,” he added as a devilish smile moved across his soft lips. Belial feel, heck, he could smell her fear and anger which was directed solely at him for grabbing her and frightening her like he did only moments ago. He loved it.

“Have I hurt you? Have I threatened you? No, I haven't have I? I could have easily broken your neck the moment I had my hands on you yet I didn't. Don't you think that gives you some assurance?” Belial said posing to her that she was perhaps not in danger after all, but considering the creature that he was it was uncertain if he was being honest or telling her collection of lies to lower her guard. “Have you not heard about running from predatory animals? Running only attracts there attention... You attracted my attention. So I caught you... it's as simple as that little one,” the demon stepped a little closer to Rin, reaching out a large hand towards her “Why don't you come here? We can discuss things,” he suggested with the ghost of a smile upon his mouth.

[RIN COOPER]

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[BELIAL]

Belial tilted his head to the side as he regarded the striking young woman some distance from him. Her laughter was a surprising sound to the demon's ear, a harsh sound that did not match her beauty. Oddly, it made him smirk in reaction. It seemed to him that the young woman had a dark side lingering under the surface. “Oh no, I don't think your mentally deficient at all. Actually, I think you're very intelligent... and powerful... more then you possible realize,” he replied while he boldly took a step forward even as she suggested he stay away.

“It is a good deal, but I'm not one for being told what to do. You could say I have trouble with authority. And no, I suspect they wouldn't be.” He was playing games with her as much as he could before she escaped his grasp. It was like a cat playing with a mouse, if the mouse had mental powers to move objects with its mind. His gaze dropped down to his shirt which he growled at in disgust before dismissing it completely as he focused on Rin. “So defiant... I like that about you,” he remarked with an impish grin as he took yet another step towards her, it was like he was daring her to do something.

[RIN COOPER]

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[BELIAL]

“Aww... now how can you hate me when you don't know anything about me darlin'?” he asked, though he did not expect an answer. Something was screaming to Belial to watch his back as he took in the subtle cues that the young woman's body was giving him. That was when he remembered something, the nails. Would she truly use those painful instruments once more? Yes, he knew damn well she would! Because if he had them he was sure that he would use them. His attention swiftly switched from Rin to the dangerous nails coming in his direction. Right before they embedded themselves in his skull, they all halted in mid-air as the demon's eyes took on a milky white hue.

The nails changed direction, shooting like bullets, embedding themselves into a nearby telephone pole. A low growl escaped him as he turned his head slowly back to where Rin had been there moments ago, but she had managed to escape during the distraction. Once more the lights around him flickered wildly while car alarms rung throughout the night. Suddenly, all the rage building inside him erupted in a loud yell of frustration which shattered the glass around him. “I'll be seeing you!” he shouted through the gloom of the night.