hadriel | video; un: Clyde

[ The video shook a little before finally landing on his face. Well, the profile of his face. Seth had turned it on without realizing then stepped away. He glanced back, catching something moving in his peripheral.

Shit.

[ A look of illumination graced his features and he stopped his approach to turn off the feed. Seth cleared his throat, his expression more accepting of their surrounding circumstance than his frustrated focus of seconds ago. What could he say? He was glad to have a speaking voice again. Might as well put it to use. ]

If there's somethin' that getting sucked from one mess to another's taught me, it's that nothin' lasts forever. All this shit's temporary... I couldn't talk soon after ending up here. My better half couldn't hear. And some of you got acquainted with the pain in the ass who lives with us, Leo. --Who by the way, can't exactly help what he is and didn't fuckin' ask to be made but still lives buy a code. But I digress...

[ Seth sat back after the brief introduction of sorts. ]

I'm Seth. Seth Gecko. You've already met Leo on here. As my Bonnie once called him, 'a walkin'-talkin' after shave commercial' who sang for you. Margo hasn't graced you all with an appearance yet but that's probably thanks to the roller coaster we've been through since arriving. She'll no doubt talk about magic when she does. Me? Well, I'm just a run of the mill guy from Kansas City. No powers, though not too bad with a piece.

[ He leaned forward and pulled out a gun tucked at the small of his back, brought it to view then returned it. ]

So if I haven't bored you all to hell yet, maybe some of who's left can enlighten me on what life's been like here? It seems the breaking up into islands is something new. Before ending up here, the three of us were at a place in France--or at least, it seemed French--that nobody could make a sound or chance gettin' torn apart by monsters.

Anybody sharin' insight about life here, you've earned yourself some manual labor. Or anythin' else I can come up with.

[ He offered an expectant look at the end. Not quite a smile, but a signature move when trying to get something without the means to obtain it otherwise. ]

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Don't act like I'm a child who doesn't know what the fuck she's talking about. You know better. And you haven't gotten a bad enough reputation!

[Caedra maintains her composure, but the look in her eyes, as well as that slight smirk, suggests amusement rather than anything else.]

Calm down. I'm trying to have a polite conversation with this gentleman.

[Laura plasters on her sweetest smile but if looks could kill...]

Fine. I’m calmly telling this grown adult who apparently knows about demons that if he gives you gun lessons, he’ll be sorry.

[ These two seemed... friendly. Seth let them talk before he finally chimed in. ]

SO... Any truth to what Laura's sayin'?

[ He asked pointedly, ready to gauge Caedra's response. ]

There is the matter of askin' for info before I repay the favor. Just sayin'.

[Caedra shrugs, still apparently unbothered. In her opinion, Laura has come off as looking completely ridiculous here and her outburst was entirely unwarranted.]

If I wanted to kill someone I wouldn't make up some false pretense about wanting lessons. I won't hide what I am, since most everyone else here knows already. If you're still concerned, I would prefer we talk in person. After you've had time to ask your questions, of course. I did say I would answer what I could.

I mean, you could. It wouldn't be the first [ Seth had a feeling it wouldn't be the last either ] that a demon's lied to me.

[ He gave a shrug and looked the part of being unaffected but watched all parties involved warily. There was some truth to what Caedra said. Really, it could be Laura trying something. Seth had to find out what she would have to gain by it. She made it clear what Caedra had to gain. ]

Where d'you wanna meet?

[It's smart to be cautious. Caedra lies as readily and as easily as breathing. But she smiles at the offer to meet up, regardless. Perhaps he too is curious - she understands that.]

Well, which island are you on? It's probably easier for me to come to you than for you to try and cross the water.

[ That was either nice of her or smart. Possibly both.

Her smile wasn't met with disdain or even overt caution. Seth knew how to be democratic. Yet he wasn't exactly the smiley type. There was more of a smirk in agreement that he returned to Caedra. ]

Sweetheart, I don't shit where I sleep. We definitely won't be meetin' at my place. What would my girl think? I can be an asshole but I'm not that kind of asshole.

[ His head cantered in thought for a second then straightened. ]

How 'bout the orchard? Been meanin' to pick up some food there. I can kill two birds with one stone.

[Curse these acceptably attractive people and their apparent tendency to try and stay monogamous. What is up with that? At least this one seems to have had his significant other come along with him. Always good to know where she can aim to drive wedges between people for maximum entertainment.]

The orchard works well, if you can make your way there. I asked solely for your convenience, as I didn't expect your home would be much of a, hm, gun range?

[An archery range she is familiar with. Surely the phrase can be generalized.]

[ The saying was 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' and Seth often wondered if there wasn't some of the devil himself when it came to jealousy. Caedra would undoubtedly be entertained if she attempted to get between 'Bonnie' and 'Clyde'. ]

Orchard it is then. I'll be there plus one, as discussed--if you've got any info worth sharin'.

[ He didn't think of anything about her mention of gun range. Everyone could forget a word from time to time when something was unfamiliar, which she already established being with guns given her request for a lesson. Seth couldn't exactly tell what time she was from just looking at the video feed. ]

I have plenty, so bring your questions also.

[It's almost teasing, the way she says it, though she doesn't go so far as to wink. That would be overkill.

In any case, it takes her roughly an hour but she does arrive at the orchard. The islands are actually quite long, and she doesn't want to needlessly waste her energy teleporting across open ground that she can walk instead. Who knows what she might need to have in reserve. When she arrives, she has her bag over her shoulder, its contents clinking faintly in time with her footsteps. Behind her, the orchard grasses crisp and blacken at the tips where her boots fell. She's a slight little thing, only about five feet in height, and not noticeably armed in any way. She'll announce herself if Seth has arrived first - but with those pitch-black eyes, she should be easily recognizable after the video chat.]

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