05-02-2016, 03:59 PM
"Evil requires no reason."
He is there, through her whole birthing. He watches as the baby slides out, as they sit there and stare at each other (creeper much Zuzu?). He almost smiles when his hearing picks up their words even though they were far enough away from him that it was almost impossible (only if you weren't a magician). Well, when he can hear Ryss's voice. The boy didn't seem to speak much.
He debates approaching her different ways. This would be the first kid that he acknowledged was his (even though he knew them all), the first kid that he had even bothered showing up for. "Fuck it." He finally says.
He teleports to her side, his completely black body brushing against her own, as his lips send those lightning bolts through her skin. He looks around her to look at the child on the ground. "Unremarkable little demon isn't...." He stops, lowering his head to look closer at the boy. He peers one of those large dark eyes at Tycho. "Interesting."
It was interesting to see how his magic mutated when he bred. Often times he was more curious as to what would come of it than anything. He had animal shifting kids and healing kids (what the hell was that about, most assuredly not pleased with those ones...), and a variety of other things. This was the first time that he had wandered upon someone else (besides other magicians) that was a complete blank to him. He probed, sending mental pokes, prodding here and there at the space where his son occupied.
"I'll be damned." He brushes his lips again Ryss, touching her cheek and then running his teeth across the spot. "You've made a baby I'm incapable of mentally reading Rys." He's not sure if he should be pleased or annoyed. Either way he knew she didn't care. Which annoyed him. Which annoyed him even more, until his ears were falling back into his inky mane.
"You're a damn drug." He says finally, biting her hard enough on her neck to draw blood. He steps away then to go to Tycho and nose the little demon, his nostrils inhaling the boy's scent even as he commits everything he can about Tycho to his memory. He thought about claiming to be Tycho's father, but even as the thought crossed his mind he throws it aside. He hadn't made himself known to any of his other kids, he wasn't about to out himself to Ryss's son.
Even if he thought about it more than once.
He debates approaching her different ways. This would be the first kid that he acknowledged was his (even though he knew them all), the first kid that he had even bothered showing up for. "Fuck it." He finally says.
He teleports to her side, his completely black body brushing against her own, as his lips send those lightning bolts through her skin. He looks around her to look at the child on the ground. "Unremarkable little demon isn't...." He stops, lowering his head to look closer at the boy. He peers one of those large dark eyes at Tycho. "Interesting."
It was interesting to see how his magic mutated when he bred. Often times he was more curious as to what would come of it than anything. He had animal shifting kids and healing kids (what the hell was that about, most assuredly not pleased with those ones...), and a variety of other things. This was the first time that he had wandered upon someone else (besides other magicians) that was a complete blank to him. He probed, sending mental pokes, prodding here and there at the space where his son occupied.
"I'll be damned." He brushes his lips again Ryss, touching her cheek and then running his teeth across the spot. "You've made a baby I'm incapable of mentally reading Rys." He's not sure if he should be pleased or annoyed. Either way he knew she didn't care. Which annoyed him. Which annoyed him even more, until his ears were falling back into his inky mane.
"You're a damn drug." He says finally, biting her hard enough on her neck to draw blood. He steps away then to go to Tycho and nose the little demon, his nostrils inhaling the boy's scent even as he commits everything he can about Tycho to his memory. He thought about claiming to be Tycho's father, but even as the thought crossed his mind he throws it aside. He hadn't made himself known to any of his other kids, he wasn't about to out himself to Ryss's son.
Even if he thought about it more than once.
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