Roleplay

Ecanthos was grateful for the fork. He looked up at Gideon ever once and a while as he ate. “The sunglasses, why do you wear them indoors?” He asked.
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Zim sat at a poker table to gamble with his stolen funds. That feeling of false hope was almost as intoxicating as the drink in his hand.

oh boy t r o u b l e i s b r e w i n g//

"Why not?" Seemed to be Gideon's only reply, but after another mouthful of noodles, which seemed to be the one and only thing he actually ordered, he continued, "Its for fashion dearie, and because I don't like scaring the kids."

Just cus you said that I will create even m o r e trouble than I had planned//

“Why would not wearing sunglasses scare children?” Ecanthos asked.
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After winning the first hand (I’m making things up I don’t know how gambling works) one of Zim’s opponents gave him a dirty look. They must not be having a good time. Zim smiled in return and that of course made things worse. The guy stood up stomped over and pulled Zim up by the collar of his shirt.
“Think you can cheat and get away with it? Huh? I know you’ve got cards in your sleeves.” He accused him.
”I’mn not looking for any trouble.” Zim responded with his hands up but a grin still on his face. What fun!

Oh no Zim//

Gideon chuckled and pulled them down a bit, the red hue around his eyes was gone now, but the red in his eyes was definately not, there they were, red as blood with little silver, almost spiderweb-like patterns, or cracks in his pupils and scalera, who knows. He gave Ecanthos a wink before pushing the sunglasses back up and shoving another mouthful of noodles in his mouth.

*maniacal laughing*//

Ecanthos examined Gideon and his weird eyes with a bewildered expression. “If you don’t mind me asking-what are you?”

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The man definitely seemed to loathe Zims dopey face, you could practically hear the sound of him gritting his teeth in a scowl. It was obvious he wanted his money back but Zim won fair and square. This all boiled down to just some bad timing on the demons part. Zim pulled the guys hand off his shirt and took a step away as a precaution.
”For the record, I couldn’t have cheated. I left my spare deck at home.”
The man did not like Zim’s attempt at a joke so he did what any reasonable person would do. He threw a punch that landed smack dab in the middle of Zim’s face.

Zim nooooooooo-//

Amused by Ecanthos's expression Gideon laughed, "Not a demon, don't worry." he lightly reassured his little friend. Not exactly answering the question.

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Akhazriael slept- soundly?

“Oh, good.” There were many evil creatures out there but at least he wasn’t one of the most evil ones. Ecanthos was relieved.
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There was shouting and the sound of glass shattering as the cup Zim held fell to the floor. He staggered back and put a hand to his now bleeding nose. He hated being punched in the nose, that’s the worst place to be punched!
Against any better judgment he would have made if he wasn’t drunk Zim retaliated. He punched the guy in the gut, beginning and all out brawl between the two of them.

Gideon sipped his soda, casually leaning back in his chair, this man just couldn't sit straight could he? Huh anyway. "So whats your plan?"

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Akhazriael was startled out of his dreamless sleep by the sounds of glass shattering and a fight. Disorientated, he looked around for Zim, panicking when he didn't see him. Akhazriael jumped up, to the best of his still half asleep ability, and stumbled around, looking for Zim but instead seeing the fight. He panicked even more and grabbed a nearby pitcher of water, he threw it at them, unable to tell who he was aiming at.

“I’ll find him, capture him, and that will be that. The only thing I see being a problem is the demon.” Ecanthos answered. He was done eating by now.
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When the water hit the two of them Zim pushed the guy away so he had a chance to see where the liquid came from. Bruised, bloody, and now soaking wet Zim looked over at Akhazriel. Before he could think to say anything he was dodging a fist. He would have loved to stay but even through his drunken stupor he was worried Akhazriel would get hurt.
Zim ducked and weaved his way around his attacker and an onlooker to get to Akhazriel. Quickly he took the angels hand and ran out of the casino as the man yelled obscenities after him.

"I can handle him for you." Gideon offered, finishing his drink. "Demons are no problem for me."

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Akhazriael stumbled after Zim as he was dragged along, "Ziminar! What in the great gatsby did you get up to?" he cried as they ran, oh the poor dear! Akhzriael was so concerned.