“Yeah...” He wasn’t even really concerned with the she having read his texts. He just lied back with his arms behind his head. Something in his voice didn’t sound as cold as before. But it was only slightly warm that once. “Your right.”
"We are in a kitchen, get one" he says as he sat down
“But it’s my turn this week to clean the cabin and blood is hard to get out of hardwood. Trust me, I’d know.” Zack claimed, crossing his arms.
Lyra smiled a bit, hearing the tone shift in his voice, hoping that he was warming up to her, which was incredibly unlikely not only from the fact that he was a demon hunter and she was a demon, but also just from his personality. But alas, the folly of Lyra was that she was optimistic about everyone, despite better judgement.
"Yeah, I'm not that experienced with dating, but, yeah..." She kinda trailed off, as she continued to draw.
"Yeah, I'm not that experienced with dating, but, yeah..." She kinda trailed off, as she continued to draw.
Drago flew back to the cabin and saw Qrow smoking a cigarette. Drago only sighed and when inside, after inserting his wings and tail into his body, claimed the top bunk away from the door or windows.
Lyra saw Drago enter the cabin and she waved to him.
“Everyone wants things perfect all the time.” The avian sighed. “And with me that’s a no go. Anyone who’d date me is just asking for chaos.” He shrugged. Qrow stretched before placing his arms behind his head once more.
"Well I'm sure that's not true." Lyra tried to comfort? reassure? encourage? Qrow. She was just trying to start things off on the right foot by being nice. "Chaos is not inevitable in your relationships."
“I’m not even crow and I’m in a murder. That’s like the human equivalent of being in a gang.” He pointed out, shrugging. “It’s not a bad thing I guess.
"Better than having no one." Lyra shrugged as she continued drawing.
Qrow sighed. “I guess.” He wasn’t really close with anyone in his murder. It was just him. But that’s okay, I love you Qrow.
“So you murdered someone, Qrow! It’s not much when you have to kill in the frontlines of battle field.”, Drago said with boredom.
”You wanna know what else I’ve killed?”
"No I think he meant like, a group of crows is called a murder, and, well he's not a crow but he's an avian but, yeah." She shrugged again.
“Is that sounding like that you want to fight with me, Qrow?”, Drago said arching his brow.
“No. I was going to make a joke about how much I hate myself-“ he replied, honest as he kicked back.
Drago sighed and extended his hand. A giant purple pentagram appeared and a huge four-legged demon began to rise from it, it was known as the Beamoth, the bull demon. Drago was it a fighting mood and smiled, “Hey, Imp! Tell me what you know about the demon I just summoned!”
"W-what?!?!" Lyra sat up suddenly, panic in her voice. "First of all, w-why would y-you do that? S-second I-I don't really know about all, that kinda stuff, I'm not, I wasn't educated in this kind of..." She adjusted her glasses. "W-why would you??" Her voice was a mixture of confusion and panic.
The demonologist said said nothing of what he knew, which was quite a bit. He was a demonologist after all.
"C-can you, un-summon them?" She stammered, clutching the railing of her bunk bed. "I-I don't think the counselors would be too happy to see that you've summoned..."
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