Doesn't Anyone Live At All: Chaoris;; Private

Her extra senses momentarily picked up on something drawing her attention out of the blood she was busy manipulating optics tearing away from the enchanting red to figure out what she had detected. The girl's control lapsed entirely blood splashing back down onto the table and pouring off the sides as her wide blue eyes remained glued to a simple looking man. 'CHAORIS!' her brain screamed out but it wasn't with her telepathy just an instinctual shout of the name. She had been seeing this man on and off in her dreams ever since the desire demon showed him to her, now he was standing right before her.

Quickly hands flew to her chest, the motion causing her chair to shake before falling to the ground with a clatter causing her side to hurt as it impacted the ground. Why did her heart feel like it was trying to claw away from it's place in her chest to make way towards him? It was so painful and yet it felt like time was moving for the first time in forever.

Without even realizing it, her ability manipulated a stream of blood to soar through the air to float around his head in ribbons for a few seconds before flowing like a river to float in ribbons around her. Everything inside of her wanted his attention even if her brain didn't know why. "Uh- Um Hello, I'm Nyx Chaotica." her face was blushed red unsure why she felt so flustered looking at him she turned her gaze to the ground pushing herself to sit up. There was no way his name was Chaoris, right? 

The girl swore she had been listening carefully to every word he spoke as if he hung the moon, from the second he opened his mouth the males voice was absolutely enchanting. However, every bit of her focus went out the window when he introduced himself as 'Chaoris' the control she had over the blood above her failing causing it to soak her white locks. Was that even possible?! To desire someone so immensely before you'd even met them for the first time that a demon would pick them over things you knew. Without memories she had to assume this was first time she'd seen him even though everything about him rung familiar. 

It was like being possessed rising on small feet so she could follow her body's pull to walk until she stood right in front of the much taller male. "So, um, what are you doing here?" looking down she kept her hands in front of her, slowly manipulating the blood to the ground so she could siphon it back into her tail, deciding she should focus on him for the moment. Suddenly seeing someone you'd been dreaming about? Certainly required investigation. "I don't see many other's here this early." it was why she came at this time. "Chaoris." she couldn't resist saying his name, against her knowledge the girls voice had not changed at all in the years gone by, even the adoration, respect and love for him held within it still remained. Nyx just couldn't figure out why.

Time felt as if it was passing by slower than snails as she stared at the ground before him, silence momentarily encompassing them. Inside she had a rising urge to embrace him, throw her small arms around the large male and never let him go. In these moments? Nyx wanted to cry her heart out, but something told her to hold back on this impulse, as if there was no purpose for it. 

"Something here..." staring at him she wondered why it suddenly felt like she had stood across from him like this before, looking up at him in a calmness some small part of her wished could last a breathe longer. Butterflies filled her stomach at the idea of something being here for him, a nagging sense telling her it was not some random object but rather another living being and shout at her that knew exactly what he wanted. At least, the feelings linked to memories she no longer had and couldn't currently understand prayed desperately that he was here for her, at last. "I understand how you feel, about your memories I mean." Every fiber of her was on fire, nerves lit so much she could barely contain herself. "I was partly raised by a human, and I can't remember anything from before I was with him." she scampered to explain it, shifting around uncomfortably as she spoke, unsure of why she felt so overjoyed in his presence. Hopefully he wouldn't take offense to her weirdness, no way could she fight, especially not against something like him. 

As he spoke of settling into the courtyard for a more extended interaction, she felt her heart like thunder in her ears and wondered how he hadn't heard it yet. "We can go to my table." gesturing with minuscule hands she moved to pick her chair back up, seating herself in it once more, looking sheepishly up at him with something of relief in her eyes that she just couldn't shake. "If you want to avoid people being like that, we should clear out within the hour, even knowing I won't hurt them I've never been able to escape the glares once the traffic starts here. However, the other side of the mall has a bookstore with a nice reading nook that almost no one goes to. We can go there right after my food arrives." making the offer Nyx could feel her heart swelling with the hope Chaoris would stay even just a few moments longer with her, wanting every second she could take with him. 

Her weird repetition of things was caused by trying to struggle to understand why her heart was beating like a hummingbirds wings and respond to him at the same time, unable to keep her head perfectly straight. Of course, the repetition was also the least weird thing about her considering she was a pacifist while her species was pretty much incapable of it. At this point she'd become numb to the pain of denying herself, it was just the way she lived. 

"It can be sad indeed. However, I stopped that feeling in regards to it a few weeks ago." back when she was on bracklethorn island and got flashes of herself covered in the blood of  what past the haze seemed to be slain foes. "Whoever I was before loosing my memories, I don't think the people in my life now would like her from the one set of flashes I've gotten." they loved her as the little sweet pacifist, if she was just like the other blood devil's what reason would remain for them to love her. Nyx didn't want to loose the small family she had managed to build nor the few friends that she'd made. Yet, even as she thought of how sad it would be to have them stop loving her there wasn't the pain she would expect, not when she was looking at him, the creeping feeling that someone accepted her for who she was before rising once more inside of her. 

Listening to him she was stunned he would admit to what he was so easily since unlike herself he looked nearly completely human. "Yeah, they don't even like a pacifist blood devil walking around normally, I doubt they'd like a rage beast running all over the place killing people." Regardless of the effort she put into trying to be the good little pacifist all strangers would ever see was a Blood Devil that could kill them at the drop of a dime. "Well, in the end they'd be cowards if they didn't want the fight anyway?" she covered her mouth immediately after saying that, seeming to be stunned completely at her own words, internally confused as to why she had spoken something like that to him. "I mean, I'd suppose someone would see it that way, I don't really know, bring a pacifist and all." scampering to cover her tracks, keep up the front that she never had a thought about blood or battle. 

As if fate was smiling in her favor her food would arrive, giving her something to sink her teeth into to shut herself up for the next few minutes. 

If she had been in her right mind the warrior would have never repeated herself so much nor done anything else she suspected may make him irate at her specifically. However, this girl wasn't exactly his Fluffy, especially after all that had been done to her since she'd been dragged here, she no longer knew better, taught to fight her own feelings to prevent what couldn't be erased, for just a moment longer. "Thanks." she quickly finished up her meal so that she could take him to the discussed location "This way, the bookstore's a bit hard to find if someone hasn't been there before." she motioned for him to follow her and felt the pit of her stomach drop, queasiness settling into her gut for the moment. Why was she so uncomfortable with the idea of him being behind her? As they walked she would slow down so that she was almost next to the man unable to force herself into staying too far ahead of him. Chaoris had seemed to be somewhat irate to her, so she chose to let them walk in relative silence until they arrived at the hole in the wall store.

Inside the place was quaint as Nyx had described, the girl ordering a blood coffee as if the entire bag of blood filled pastries she just consumed had not been enough for her. Fighting hard against the inside of her own head Nyx steeled herself to speak again. "I got lucky I suppose, as I don't remember anything besides for a handful of flashes that make me think I'm better off not knowing because those brief memories so bloody feel like they belong to someone else." it was impossible for her to truly accept the truth that lay sleeping inside so long as the girl remained convinced that pacifism was what she desired. "Plus, no one wanted me, I feel into the hands of a human, no one is missing whoever I used to be." expect, she was wrong to an extent, unaware the man in front of her remembered subtly who she used to be. "I could keep an ear out for you thought, if there was some way I could let you know if I found out anything." Nyx didn't know why she was so willing to offer her aid to him, nor why she had stated the nature of the few brief memories she had when she had lied about it to everyone else. Behind her blue eyes something of her old self lingered, recognizing her beloved god instinctually. 

Nyx honestly never meant to imply hatred nor distaste for what he was, the implication was entirely unintended. Nyx would never insult Chaoris on purpose, but she wasn't exactly the warrior he knew, at the moment. It was just, she felt so empty realizing that being raised by Askel who expected her be the opposite of a devil meant that not a single member of her extremely social species nor a sole rage beast associated with them had wanted her, no one actually wanted her. Yet, the true emptiness was because her heart knew that was to some degree wrong, for her feelings knew who stood before her even if she didn't.  

She'd seen her own kind by now beyond painfully witnessed their partnership with Rage Beasts, the girl wondered if she could retain herself if she was around him the way those devils had been with their beasts. What did she even need a beast for, why did it feel so fuzzy to have someone offering to add her to their pack in spite of hearing her admit to being a pacifist. While this had clear logical reasons, the small devil's heart was skipping beats like mad. 

As he put the dagger down her eyes followed it glued to the glistening blade intently. Briefly her light blue gaze flickered to his finger where the blood was beading, enchanted by the sight. Without a single thought as if she was possessed the girls hand reached for the hilt, mind racing just as out of control as her body was. Entirely hapless to stop herself the little devil brought the blade to her free hand, blood leaking from one of her fingers quicker than she could figure out exactly what she was doing here. No thinking was required as her small hand extended towards his the blood from the cut flowing down dripping from her wrist as the girl as likely made a larger cut than necessary in her inexplicable haste. On one hand, the devil's eagerness could easily be explained away by the fact she from her own admission could never recall a time she'd belonged with her own and being in a pack was something pretty much every true devil lusted after, she'd finally belong in a sense. On the second hand lay the truth; In spite of her not truly recalling their 'connection' the girls heart still knew who this man was and how much he meant to her, how desperately she'd missed him without even knowing she was missing anything. She belonged in his pack, no other. 


"Yeah..." This was definitely what she wanted.