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Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion arrived at the cafeteria starved. He quickly gather up enough food to save a small island nation from starvation, and began to shove it into his mouth as if withit it, he'd die in a moment or two. There were many other things he'd like to be doing at this time, but his stomach had commandered the brain for the moemnt, since this morning's classes had fried what little thought was left in there.
 
Jamie's eyebrow raised slightly as Ari suddenly paused in her sentence. But insted of pushing the matter further, he decided that it'd probaly be best if he didn't. "Mmm... No... Haven't seen him today. But knowing that appetite of his, he's probaly in the mess hall, closing the place down." Jamie pulled himself up and brushed himself off before holding out his hand to help Ari. "I'm headed there anyways, I haven't eaten anything since I guess yesterday."
 
Ari

"Good point," I said with a nod and followed Jamie in to the serving hall. Odd how he'd went from being Zero to Jamie but oh well. Names are but an identifyer, the object named doesn't change for it most of the time.

The caf was packed but even in the normal madness, I was able to spot Hellion's beautiful wings. Though to him I described them as sexy- men don't like hearing they're beautiful, far as I've found. Unless they're birdmen then its different.
The fact that I'd been raised by a birdman and found a human male with wings (mostly humanoid anyway) to be attractive wasn't surprising. Much saner then my former master though, I thought watching him down food at an exponential rate.
I looked to Jamie, "See you at the table!"

With ablomb enough to catch a few eyes, I pounced on Hellion after he'd paused for a moment, kissing his ear. "Hiya."
 
Jamie

Jamie scratched behind his ear as Ari headed for Hellion. Ari seemed to have changed a little to Jamie, she seemed... Cheerier (if that's even a word.) Or at least more so when he first met her.

"Or maybe it's just me..." Jamie turned to the lunch line to find something edible, if there was anything edible that is. He quickly noticed the moving jello, which seemed not only a little too opaqe, but the way it moved was odd. "What kind of jello is that...?"

One student beside Jamie looked at it, then looked at the assassin. "That's not jello... That's mashed potatos..."

Jamie's eyes widened as he looked at the student. "You're kidding!"
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

"Gahhh!"

Hellion felt himself pounced upon, but relaxed when lips and a familiar voice met his ear. He laughed, and turned, smiling at Ari happily. "Well, hello there. Scared me a minute there, I thought for sure I'd wake up owing for a new life. and today's method is, well...."

He shook his head. "I'll tell you this, it's not the most uncomfortable, but it is the most disgusting. I don't think this language has words enough to explain how vile it is. And remember, this is coming from a demon. So, how's your day been? Classes still trying to teach ideas you came up with, or just things you find simplistic?"
 
Ari

I smiled as I plopped into the seat next to Hellion. "Eh, rather simplistic but that's okay. My mind wasn't completely on it anyway."
My WC chirped at me, drawing my attention for a moment as I double checked something. I looked up at Hellion, a bit of a blush on my cheeks. "Ano... anata.. You still want to come with me to this 'Washington' place to get apples this weekend? I found a small landing feild outside campus where I can land my ship so I'm not killing myself jumping people around. Real apples are better then synthetics for apple pie. Though fake's good enough for pye but that's alcoholic so we'll not be making that this weekend."

I surprised me to realize that I'd only been here five days now, since I'd arrived on Sunday and it was Thursday now. Striking to see how the madness became normal to me, I mused as I dodged out of the way of a flying cabbage, using a tray I grabbed from the table to bat another one back to the throwing group.




OOC: Have Faire this weekend, so might get in another post this afternoon, failing that it'll be late Sunday night or Monday before I post again. Love this thread, so nuts.
 
Hellion "Jame" McKimble

Hellion raised an eyebrow at the cabbage, and glanced over at the table that had sent it over towards them. He stifled a laugh, and nudged Ari. "Think that was Cabbage-Boy seeking revenge?"

He finished the last small portion of food left, and smiled at Ari. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. Of course, I might be a little late because of death. You can never really tell what's going to happen next around here. Except for the fact that it probably won't make a whole lot of sense. Anyway, I'll be extra cautious to make sure I can go. Besides, I don't get out much, it could be fun."

He smiled at her, and reached out, pushhing her back as a bolt of lightning passed between the two of them, barely missing hitting them. "Something I think some sort anti-magic shields would do wonders for the cafeteria, but I'm afraid as to what the students would use them to do to each other..."
 
Ari

I nodded sagely. "Anti-magic fields are bad. The only real problem I've had with my drive was when some idiot ambassador from the Cartha Quadrant decided it'd be fun to inspect one of my drives while wearing his personal A-M field. Idiot leaned over to look at it before I could stop him and put the drive into a recursive loop."
I shuddered at the memory. "I managed to cancel the field by throwing wrenches at the ambassador till I broke the amulet the feild was tied to. Calming the engine though... that took quite a bit out of me. My hair was white for a week solid."
Running a trendle of hair around my fingertips I studied it for a moment. It was a bright red, regaining its shine as I regenerated the energy I'd used to power the jump gate and heal myself, at least partly , from the wood shard I'd taken to the shoulder.
I caught Hellion watching me and smiled happily. A girl likes to have a guy's full attention. With an impish grin I laid a hand on his jaw and brought my lips to his in a sweet kiss.

Which ended rather abruptly as a trio of projectiles flared through me. Two of them were bullets with managed to take me through the left shoulder. The third one, oddly, was some kind of rubberized thing that took me in the small of my back, knocking a gasp from me.
My left hand fell from Hellion's face as it went limp, a nerve obviously severed along with a couple of veins and possibly the left subclavian artery given that the blood pouring from my shoulder was bright crimson and pulsing.
"Talk about a kiss with a bang," I whispered before turning to see who'd shot me.
A group of my fellow WUSE students stood behind Hellion and I, the leader, a bulky male from my Drive Class saying, "You're new here, Arivania Inverse, but even you should know that dating outside your own faction is not allowed!"

I coughed then, blood staining my right palm as I covered my mouth. Still slick from blood, my hand was sure and steady as I pulled my gunblade. With percision I put a round through the leader's forehead.

It was then the blood loss stated to get to me. "Hellion-kun... I think I'm going to need the nurse or the resurrection people. Play panpipes at my funeral, okay?"
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion gasped, looking at Ari. He turned his attention to those who'd shot her. His spellcaster was out in a moment, blasting fireballs at them one after the other. He felt pain running though him as they returned fire, but continued to shoot at them. He saw rather than felt the shot that came towards his head. He cursed, and continued firing.

He jerked himself awake, and found himself in a tub with a large amount of blood. He looked up, seeing a hideous burst cocoon attached to the ceiling. He shuddered, and pulled himself up. He looked over at the attendant. "What about the others killed in the cafeteria?"

The attendant looked over at him. "Which ones? Seems to have turned into a regular battle royale. Whole place shot up. Maybe half a dozen were left alive after it ended, and most of them had severe wounds."

He groaned, and pulled himself up and out of the tub he'd falled in when the cocoon had burst. "Particularly disgusting, today."

The attendant laughed. "If you feel that way, make sure you don't die tomorrow."

Hellion shuddered. "Thanks so much for that. Showers?"

He motioned to a door. "Through there. I'll warn you, though. We had a lot of killing, and couldn't be bothered splitting you up my sex or school. We take no responsibility for what happens in there."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm just glad I had enough money on me today to at least try cleaning myself off before getting dressed. I'm not in the mood to be coated in blood on the walk back to my dorm..."

He moved towards the showers, trying to wipe the blood off of him. Cocoons? Jeez. These guys must not be getting out much. He entered the showers, and looked around. "Crap. He wasn't lying. Well, it looks like most of the guys decided not to get cleaned up first...Heh-heh-heh..."
 
Ari

I awoke with a gasping start in a body of viscous fluids... blood by the smell.
Nose wrinkled in revulsion I pulled myself out of the vat, hair dripping with it.
"Showers are that way," the attendant said, pointing without looking up from its book. "You're stuff's in a locker with your student ID in the room beyond it. Its multi-gender showers, so if you're a prude, deal with it."

After shaking my hair and making sure I got the attendant with at least some of the splatter, I walked to the shower, following another set of bloody footprints, larger then my own. The blood on me was rapidly hardening, apparently there wasn't an anti-coagulant in it.

Fighting not to gag, I walked into the steaming shower room and caught sight of Hellion, facing away from me. From near gaging to a near jaw-dropping gasp in 3 seconds flat.
It was the wings, the muscles that held them, a cute butt and more that held my attention for a moment as walked over to the shower head next to Hellion's.

"I take it you got offed in the battle too?" I asked as I started to soap up, starting with my hair and working my way down my nude body. Bubbles everywhere.
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion turned at the sound of Ari's voice. "Yeah, they got me ri-..."

Hellion suddenly realized just how much a mistake it was to turn. He stopped cleaning himself for a second, and then brought a hand up, slapping himself across his face, hard. He started cleaning himself again, not looking over at the woman beside him. The woman he desperately wanted to look at. Those attedants were crafty. He saw it now. Huge battle erupts over interschool relationship.

So shove everyone killed into a mass shower. That wouldn't cause friction at all, would it? "They got me right after you. What can I say, I fought back. Seems it turned into a big thing after that. I mean, there is a...lot of rivalry in the school and things tend to get.."

He found his vision wandering away from where it should be, to the realm of where it wanted to be. Damn his demonic nature, damn those curves, those marvelous...Whoa.

Hellion blinked, not even realizing he'd trailed off as he stared.
So that's what she looked like. Damn, what clothes were she wearing? He'd never noticed the full extent of - His eyes immediately jerked up to her face.

Holy crap, what am I doing? She'll kill me! Well, she might not. But I barely know her! His eyes started trailing down again. But look at that body. By the Goddess...

He glanced around, and noticed a lot of attention from the showers directed his way. He glanced down, and coughed. "Okay... I feel awkward."
 
Ari

I caught Hellion's eyes travelling and was fully aware I was unclothed as was he. His reaction, at least at first, was quite a bit more apparent then mine though to the circumstances. A wicked grin curved my lips as I turned tword Hellion, backing under the shower, head tilted back to get my hair rinsed out as the last of the bubbles coarsed over my skin on thier way down and toward the drain set in the middle of the shower. Apparently we were the first ones up from the reviving.

Stepping clear of the spray, I shook my shiny, crimson hair out, the shake traveling down my body, making certain things shake in a most interesting manner.
I smiled coyly at Hellion, a spark in my eyes. "I take it you like what you see? I've got a rather nice view myself...."

Where I would have gone with that comment, I don't know because Lucious Devray, the WUSE idiot who'd shot me in the first place came staggaring into the shower room, which lead me to jump behind Hellion, peeking out from behind his wings. Showing myself to a male I was extremely interested in was one thing, but to some bulky idiot who'd shot me for "dating the enemy" oh hell no.

"I'm clean enough, Hellion-kun," I said in a stage whisper, running a hand over his shoulder, fighting the urge to follow it with my mouth. "We could retire to my room now, if you'd like? I know I'd appreciate your company...."
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

For a moment, Hellion was too relieved to say anything. Then, suddenly, she was behind him. With an instinct born of years being a slave, he spread his wings to hide her, glancing around. He saw the man that had just entered, and recognized him immediately. It's hard not to remember someone you just rivived from hating with a passion. Oh-ho, so that's why..

Hellion stepped away from her, muttering under his breath. He walked up to the man, and slammed his right hand over his mouth. His eyes bulged as he felt the water rush into his luings. "A word of advise, idiot: Never tell someone who can kill you before you get your gear what he may or may not do."

He pulled his hand away, and walked back to Ari as his victim fell to the ground, already drowned from the spell Hellion had cast. He smiled at Ari, and escorted her to the lockers where their stuff was kept. A few words and they were dry. He kept his eyes on her as he dressed, even though that made the act more difficult. "I'd love to spend some more time in your company..."
 
Ari (leaping over the edge)

I nodded at his handling of Devray, greatful I didn't have to do it. I was running on full power and unless I let some out soon, doing a ligntning spell in a waterfilled room while upset might be bad for the bystanders, like Hellion.
"I'd love to spend some more time in your company..." he said, voice trailing off as if in an open offer.
After adjusting my tunic and sliding into my panties, pants, and socks I was ready to go and had an answer ready too, though prefaced with a question. "You're part demon right?"
He coughed around saying, "Incubus actually."
I thought for a moment before saying what I'd choosen, "Well, that's something I haven't done before. Come on back to my room, I've more questions, if you don't mind?"

Ten min. later, most it spent trying to find my room again, damn thing keeps jumping around, I was perched on my bed, Hellion straddling my desk chair, his wings fluffed behind him. I pulled a spare battery from a cabinet under my bed and started siphoning off energy into that while I spoke. I'd reabsorb it later.

My voice was inquisitive and calm, I thought, as I started to fire off questions. "I know this may seem rude, but being as I've got no information on incubuses, it would be foolhardy to put myself into a rather vulnerable situation without it. I mean, I'm pretty basic human with electric/metalic powers.
"So, first of all, other then the wings, what traits did you pick up from your demonic heritage that I should know about?
"When was your last medical checkup? Having...um... sex...," blush, "won't kill you or me right?
"And, finally, give that you have wings, is it possible for you to lie on them so I can be on top?"
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion glanced around, and finally looked at her. His gaze roamed across her as she asked her questions. He reached up, scratching the back of his head. "Well, being a half-incubus demon, I pick up certain traits of a...uhh,...sexual nature. Let's just say I'm 'built to bring pleasure'. It's a rather difficult thing to explain, mostly because I don't understand all of it myself, or how much I've got, considering I'm half Demon Lord as well. It's very confusing."

He thought back. "Jeez. My last medical check-up was the start of the semester, usual formatting for ressurection stuff. Pretty easy to get exact medical specs from the school, though. As for killing us,...there is always death by exhaustion. But demons have been,...'serving' humans for years, in a variety of ways. I don't forsee any problems."

He spread his wings, and looked them over. "Well, I can't say it's comfortable, but it is possible. And I'm sure you can find a way to make the discomfort worth it, can't you?" Hellion grinned at her, shifting in the chair. Damn, she was all he could think about!
 
Ari

I listened carefully as he spoke, head tilted to one side in concentration. I was about to bring a demon lord's child to my bed, wanted to make sure I had an idea of what I was getting into. Planned to do it anyway but knowledge is good.
Rising from the bed, I walked over to Hellion, standing in front of the chair. I cupped his face in my hands and looked down at him with a smile. "So, I know what human foreplay runs to, and even some non human. Care to show me what demonic foreplay runs to? No scarring or maiming, but short of that, I'm willing to try if you are."
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion laughed, looking up at her. His hands rose up, stopping to squeeze at her breasts. "Demons don't use foreplay, love. They either get to the deed or fight about whether or not they're going to. So unless you considering trying to fight each other off foreplay, which I'm really not in the mood for, maybe you should show me what types of foreplay you like, hmmm?"
 
Jamie Sky

ooc: Sorry guys, been sick

ic: Jamie quickly ducked as he felt something fast clip a small piece of his hair. He turned to see the whole cafeteria in chaos. Initially, his mind was set on finding out if Hellion and Ari were alright. But a flying hammer flying his way made him decided to defend himself first and foremost. Jamie quickly set up his gauntlet, place it on pin point kill, and fired whenever he had the chance. The student he was talking to earlier also sat down for cover, pulled out some sort of a laser gun, and began to fire himself.

"Is it always like this!?"

The other student glanced at Jamie before firing again. "From time to time, yeah. But I never seen this happen without a meep being involved!"

Jamie blasted another surge of energy torwards a few more out of control students. One of the students hurled a knife just before he was shot. The knife's direction was pushed torwards the student beside Jamie when a bullet hit it. Jamie quickly pushed his hand out, stopping the danger in mid-air, before pushing it back, hitting another student.

"Thanks."

"No problem!"

The two covered their heads when an explosion made all of the food to fly and land on the two. "I didn't catch you name yet."

"It's Jamie. Jamie Sky, freshman CoM student. Yours?"

The student held out his free hand to shake Jamie's. "Chester Roland, WUSE sophomore."

Jamie shook Chester's hand, before the WUSE comment hit him. "You're not gonna start firing on me, are you?"

"Nah," Chester muttered as he fired at a random person. "You saved my ass, so I really don't have any attention on starting some CoM/WUSE BS. Besides, you're a fresh-thing!"

"Tell that to them!"

Chester covered his head again when another knife came flying his way. "So what's the plan, do we keep fighting, or do we get the hell out of here?"

Jamie shot another psychonetic bullet. "Choices choices... I say we get out!"

"Left or right?"

Jamie looked both ways, the right was filled with students, and was blocked by a table as well. The left had a few students, but nothing else blocking its way. "Left!"

"Good call!"

Both Jamie ad Chester got up to their feet, but stood low as they crawled torwards the left exit. Chester blasted the two students in their way, and ran out of the door. As soon as the doors closed, the two stood and up brushed off all of the gunk on them. "Damn," Jamie muttered, "I've been here what, a week, and already I've gone through enough to give a middle aged man a heart attack!"

Chester laughed. "That's only the beginning my frie-" Before Chester could finish his sentence, the doors flew open and a horde of bullets and lasers flew out. "Better split!"

"Splitting!"

Both Jamie and Chester ran separate ways to escape the insanity.
 
Ari

"Yeah, killing one another really isn't my idea of foreplay," I agreed. "A mock battle could be fun later on but not today."
I shuddered as his hands ran over my breasts, eyes closing for a moment. Licking my lips I leaned over Hellion, running my hands over his cheeks down his neck to his shoulders. "This might be easier if you stay sitting for a bit at first," I said, voice a little breathy. He complied with what I swear was one of those 'I'm a dead sexy male, go me' grins, his hands resting on my waist. It occured to me that he may have never have been with a non-demonic female before though I didn't ask. It honestly made little difference. Whether I was the first non-demonic or not, this was a first for us, so it was new however one looked at it.

A moment of thought and I was in movement, unbuttoning his shirt as I spoke. "I've got the strongest urge," I said as I pulled his shirt off of him, "to run my hands and mouth over your shoulders."

Moving behind Hellion to stand between his furled wings, I laid a kiss on the back of his neck, licking my way down, biting him at the juncture of neck and throat, curious to see if he found this to be a good thing or a bad one.
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion gave a small sigh, closing his eyes and enjoying her. Her touch, everything she did. It was a sweet caress. A sweet caress that a part of his was deeply thankful for. He hadn't realized that, he noticed. "Well, I must say that isn't one of the most common urges I've heard about. BUt I'm certainly not going to stop you. That actually feels pretty good..."
 
Ari

A flare of happiness over being with someone who wouldn't mind my wilder side rushed through me. Yeah, I knew he was part demon but I'd been rather chastised in the past for my tendancy to bite.
"No, its not common," I admitted, "but then neither am I so I suppose it balances. Besides, I rarely get a chance to both caress and study someone with wings... er study sounds too clinical but hell, it works for now."

Removing foot from mouth, I put it to better uses, going back to nipping along his shoulders, hands roaming down his back. The muscle structure was different then any I'd ever seen, to power the 12' wings I was close to kneeling between now. Laying a kiss on one of those wings, I ran my hands over the other, gently because I wasn't really sure how sturdy they were.

Warmth, heat, and fire raced under my fingertips, so different from my own verion of energy. I couldn't help giggling happily as he shuddered under my touch and moved out from behind him.

I pulled Hellion to his feet and pretty much repeated the process down his front side, licking and gently nipping wherever I felt appropriate.
Once I was finished, for the moment with that, I stood and looked at him. "Care to take your turn now?"
 
Hellion "How Far Are We Going With This?" McKimble

Hellion smiled, getting her out of her tunic as she had gotten hims out of his shirt earlier. He gazed at the natural beauty of he r uncovered breasts, and grinned. He eyes slowly moved up to hers, his desire evident in his eyes. "Yes, I think I will take my turn now."

He pulled her in close, and pressed his mouths to hers in a hungry, devouring kiss. His wings wrapped around them, his hands roaming over her back as his mouth moved between their lips, entering her mouth and seeeking her own. His body pressed hard against hers, hungry and on fire.
 
Ari

I leaned into his embrace, enchanted by him and the wings that encircled us.
With a feirce abandon, I returned his kiss, nails raking down his back on either side of his wings.
Breathing quickening, I quivered against him. If a simple kiss got me this hot and bothered what would the whole package, which I could feel pressing against me, do?
I wanted to find out.

"You know," I said in a husky whisper, "can't go much further with these pants in the way. Want to go first?"
 
Hellion "Pushing the Envelope" McKimble

"Hmm?" Hellions hand moved around, down between the two of them, fingers making quick work, slowly pushing down on the offending garmet. His hands slid around, pushing the material free. Lust rose in him as fingertips caressed bare skin. His hand ran across her skin, pushing the material down and away.

His fingers roamed to her sex, fingertips lightly brushing agains it as his breathing quickened. He pressed his lips back against hers, frantic and hungry. He pulled his wings back, stepping back to look at her, groaning at the pressure that was building up so painfully. He really had to wear looser pants if they were going to be doing this sort of thing. His eyes turned to her, hungry, and his mouth rushed to meet hers again.

A lusty retort about undressing flitted about the back of his mind, but there was no hope of it every making it to his lips. Conversation was lost. Hunger reigned supreme.
 
Ari

I stood nude before him, body slightly aglow in the dim lighting. And this after draining a good amount of power.

I wasn't the only one throwing off power, I realized with a sudden grin. As Hellion grew more aroused, his touch aroused more then a normal man's would. Kind of like a feedback of sensations, I mused.

"You do know," I said around ravenous kisses. "I'm the only one clothed here."
Slipping from his arms, I undid the fastenings on his now rather snug pants and slowly pushed them down over his hips, taking anything under it along for the disrobing ride.
The sight of him made my breath catch for a moment, tongue darting out to lick my lips in anticipation before I finished freeing him from that final peice of clothing.

Rising to my feet once more, I nearly threw myself at him, one arm around his neck, the other over his heart for a moment as I kissed him, moaning in the back of my throat over the feel of my skin against his. I pulled away just far enough to run my hand down his chest, over his stomach and along his hip bone, curving in his thigh to run up his groin right beside that which pressed against me in need.

A glimpse down made me wonder if it'd fit without hurting me but then I realized I was plenty wet enough, though I might be sore in a good way tommorow.

Pulling Hellion along with me, I backed toward the bed, which I'd earlier set to a "normal bed" mode. Anti-grav sex is a trick best left for experianced lovers and its complicated.
There was no brain power for complicated, only for the male before me, who ended up above me as I fell back onto the bed.
A moment of squirming ended with my head resting on the pillows, crimson hair in dramatic contrast with the ebony of my blanketing and pillow shams.
 
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