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 [18+] The Calamity; Ichor and Ire, For Voodoo
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 Posted: Jul 16 2016, 05:45 PM
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Because they had worked together for a while, and had become partners in life after having been partners at Pandora, Toby had a perspective on Collin that very few others could claim. He knew him working...brusque and efficient, sometimes incredibly rude. He knew him not working, too… the way he was in private, just the two of them, more relaxed and easier to laugh and smile. So when he looked at Collin and saw the expression on his face..utter shock, concern, maybe even a touch of alarm? Toby knew the situation was serious. Maybe he wasn't an agent anymore himself, but he knew it was never good to have creatures just popping in covered in filth and wielding blades.

But it wasn't like they were your everyday average humans, either, unaware and easily harmed. Toby was certainly surprised by this sudden development, but he wasn’t terrified by the thing now laying in their apartment. He knew that the best thing to do was to contain and question, preventing things from getting too terribly out of hand. That was what Pandora was for, taking care of things like this. What was more concerning to him was the way that Collin was taking this. He didn’t like the look on Collin’s face, the fact that he looked more worried than pissed, which would honestly be what Toby would expect from him.

He had started to nod when Collin agreed that Ava should be called, but paused as Collin changed his mind and gave a shake of his head. That was surprising. Toby’s brows rose a bit, but he would let Collin take control on this one. He was, after all, the still active agent. He could tell when the larger one needed time to process something, that particular crease that showed up in his brow. Toby knew Collin was intelligent, knew he was a damn good agent, so when he needed a moment to consider, Toby gave it to him. Whatever was going on didn’t seem to be a total mystery to his lover, and that was enough to spark Toby’s curiosity.

When told to take the swords on into the other room and retrieve the baton, Toby pursed his lips and looked down at the prone figure, then back up to Collin before turning and moving toward the hall that Collin had previously entered from. He sidestepped the figure, careful to keep out of reach in case it was merely feigning unconsciousness. He didn’t think it was, though...the hit he’d given it had been pretty significant. Once past, Toby strode down the hall and turned into the small room that served as their office and sometimes his studio. There was no window, so he would occasionally use it as a dark room. There was a closet they used for storage in there, though there wasn’t all that much they needed to store...luggage, winter coats...just the things that didn’t fit in their bedroom comfortably. The swords went in there, stashed toward the back.

He did grab the baton...but before heading into the bathroom where Collin had gone with the thing, he did a quick swing past the spilled coffee. The last thing they needed was to have something happen and end up slipping on that. Plus, he hated the thought of that scorched black mess seeping into the polished grain of the boards. Mopping up the liquid with one of the kitchen towels, he collected the pieces of the mug and dumped them into the rubbish bin. Once he was satisfied he moved back to the bathroom, pausing in the doorway and leaning against the frame just in time to see Collin rubbing the hand towel over his chest and arms.

Letting his eyes roam over the creature crumpled into the pristine porcelain of their bathtub, he took in the slim limbs and the angular face, then let out a little huff. “You know, baby….when I asked you to bring me a souvenir….this was was not exactly what I had in mind.” Toby let a little smirk curl at the corner of his mouth, reaching out to offer his lover the baton.


The jarring drop into the hard bathtub was enough to have Shin stirring somewhat. Not much, but his eyes fluttered a bit. When he came to it was to an intense ache behind his eyes. The blow had been enough to concuss him, but the damage wouldn’t be permanent, even if the current state of him made progress of his healing slower than what it might be. There was a muttering he could hear through the ringing in his ears… a gruff, deep voice. Rolling his eyes open just briefly he was able to take in a blurry peek of his surroundings before he was forced to shut them due to the brightness of the room. His head hurt terribly...but he could tell even through that that his other aches were virtually gone, replaced by something almost..soothing. It was so confusing to try to focus, though. At the sound of another voice Shin managed to shift his head just a bit, forcing his eyes open, though only for a moment before they squinted shut again, giving him only an impression of the figure in the door.
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Rude was a nice way of putting how Collin could be, their peers tended to be a little harsher with their opinions when they thought he wasn't listening. Or even sometimes when they knew he was if they were looking for trouble. He wasn't well liked, but that was perfectly fine by him. Collin wasn't looking to make friends, he was just looking to do his job. People were, in his opinion, historically unreliable and so he avoided connection with them usually. Sometimes Toby teased him and said that he was like a prickly pear, all bristle on the outside and sweet on the inside. Collin grumbled about it, but he actually liked it and they both knew it.

Calling Ava would be the right thing to do, Collin knew that, but he had a really bad feeling about this whole thing and he wanted to try and get his facts straight first. The reaction he'd earned from Toby, the slight raise of his brows, was to be expected. Sooner or later he would have to explain himself, and with Toby the former was better than the latter. His eyes were settled on the thing in the tub, it was shifting a bit and that set him on edge. It seemed like eons before Toby finally returned and Collin took the baton from him. It was something Pandora passed out to all of their agents, though there were various other weapons they could carry. Guns weren't much use, most of their arms were similar to the handy little rod of metal that Collin now held, flexible and adjusted to be incredibly dangerous. One touch put most anything down, not typically enough to kill but definitely enough to knock out cold. He felt better with it in his hand.

Toby's statement was not just a lighthearted jest, Collin understood. It was a subtle push for more information. Flicking the baton out, he kept it turned off for now, eyes still locked on the dirty thing in the tub. He recapped for the other, giving him a quick run down of what had happened and the struggle for the ritual blade with the one that was now in their flat, including all the necessary details in concise a summary as possible. The kicker, he told Toby, was that his hand didn't hurt anymore. At least not like how it had. There was still the burning of the superficial cut, sure, but it wasn't the strange ache that it had once been. This was bad news, and Toby was likely to understand that. Collin paused, moving to where he could stand close to the tub, leaning against the cool tile of a wall. “I don't think I interrupted a sacrificial ritual love, I think I might have interrupted a summoning ritual.” Only briefly did he turn his head away to level a look on the other. They both knew what that could potentially mean.

It hadn't been tried in centuries, as far as Pandora knew anyhow. Only the old texts down in the archives had anything to say about such things, ancient demons and various deity wannabes trying to find their way into the human realm. They couldn't manifest fully alone, not with their powers in tact, capable of limited feats at best... unless they had a vessel. That was a dangerous thing indeed, one of the many things that had spurred Pandora into existence all those centuries ago. The agency had thought that their presence and efficient policing work was why there had been no more instances. Maybe they had gotten too lax, or... maybe the timing wasn't at all coincidental. It was something that Collin would certainly have to report to Ava if he what he suspected was true. He could only hope that it wasn't.

When the mutt in the tub started to shift a bit more, eyes blinking open here and there, Collin straightened and was a bit more on guard. Juno had followed them in, curiosity piqued by the commotion in the bathroom. Having landed on the sink, she was making a pest of herself currently by calling loudly. Opening his mouth, but continuously interrupted by his familiar, Collin finally sent her a wash of irritation and she ceased. For the moment. “Hey you.” He poked at the other, prodding him with the end of his baton. “Mutt.” Another prod. “Wake up, I've got questions for your ass.” Honestly, he was less concerned with how the other had ended up there and more concerned with why. Collin wanted to know what it was they had been doing in that ritual, he'd never seen anything like it before. There had been a few cases where he'd seen the aftermath of sacrifices to various demons, but he'd never seen them in action. Blond brows arching, Collin used the end of his baton to push at one of the creature's hands, noting the markings and attempting to get a better look.

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And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
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Toby was a pretty calm one when it came to things that life threw at him.. He had been before, but was even more so now. He had to be, really. There was a confidence in him that few ever managed to have, and when it came to his relationship with Collin he had no doubts. Toby knew that Collin would explain all this to him, or try his best to at least give him all the information he had available. He didn't have a problem waiting it out. He liked things nice and open, and Collin had always seemed to appreciate that. There weren't any secrets between them.

He was rewarded when Collin began with a run down of what had actually taken place in Japan. No, Toby was no longer an agent, and maybe Collin shouldn't have been sharing any of this with him, but it wasn't like he was going to go gossiping. Toby knew how sensitive some information could be if it fell into the wrong hands, or even how it could cause a panic. But he was smart, and Collin knew that the only reason Toby wasn't still with Pandora as an agent was due to things out of his control. It worked out for him this way, but he still remembered so much of the work he and Collin had done before. Two heads were better than one in situations like this, and once he had the facts he could maybe help Collin get a grasp on what was going on here.

The more Collin told him the more concerned Toby became, the little smirk that had been curling the corner of his mouth melting away. The smaller one knew quite a bit about spellwork, though his specialty had been ingredients for potions. A lot of the time the two went hand in hand, though. As Collin described the scene he had walked into at the coven house Toby shifted, looking toward the thing now laying in their tub, the dark eyes fluttering a bit. When he heard that Collin’s hand no longer ached as it had been his own intensely blue eyes flicked back to the larger witch, lips turning down into a frown. The thought that Collin had interrupted a summoning and not some mere sacrifice was a very, very worrisome one indeed.


Toby was aware of the potential complications of interrupting an unknown spell… but that Collin might have interrupted something as unstable and dangerous as a summoning spell sent a chill straight into his heart. Toby wasn't certain that there were even any texts still out in the world that one could base a summoning on, so it was likely not one that had been grounded or fortified. It was madness to think that someone could have been casting one in a modern city. When Juno began her ruckus the brunette spared her a glance, but his mind was too busy spinning off every awful thing that could have happened if Collin hadn't been there to stop whatever the coven had been doing. He had a bad feeling where all of it was leading, too, why the thing had appeared so suddenly there, in their flat, halfway around the world.


Shin had been able to make out some of what was being said. He was so...dizzy, though...and everything sounded garbled somehow. But he understood what the deeper voice was saying. He lost the conversation at one point though, the sound of the dark blob across from him sending splitting pain into his skull. He groaned, managing to squint enough to see that it was a bird...or..two..no...one bird. On a sink. That made no sense to him, though, and Shin attempted to lift a hand to shade his eyes from the pulsing white light that was all but blinding him. He was surprised by the prod, belatedly flinching from it as the big man above him tried to get his attention.

Prodded again, Shin tried to push at the thing the other was holding, only to have it press at his hand, pushing it so that his palm was exposed. “Stop..” he muttered, frowning as he drew his hand back and lifted it to brush at his face, chin tilting to take in what he could of the blond. “Do not touch me…” his speech was slurred, words spoken in his native tongue. Shin did not care if the other had questions for him… he was not there to offer answers. In fact, the half oni knew less of what was happening than the witches staring down at him. It had not been his place to know anything .. Shin had only ever been just another cog in the grand workings of the followers of Raiju.
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Having been working partners prior to their relationship meant that Collin shared information with Toby that he may have not otherwise. It wasn't so much a matter of confidentiality, although it did help to know that the other would not do anything with what he was told. It was more that Collin had come to value Toby's perspective long before they had become tangled emotionally. The other had long since earned his respect, which was not exactly the easiest thing to do. Toby's opinion was important to Collin, and he needed that level headed thinking right about now. Collin wasn't in panic mode yet, but this was new territory and he was stumbling about blindly. He was lucky to have Toby beside him.

The creature, who looked more human than not at the moment, was coming around enough to speak. Collin scoffed at the words it uttered, heavy brows furrowing. “You're not really in a position to make demands sweetheart.” He said dryly, though he did actually stop prodding the thing. At least temporarily. The fact that the intruder was speaking in Japanese didn't even seem to register with him, which prompted a strange look from Toby that Collin missed entirely. Collin did not speak Japanese. Not fluently at least. He knew the basics, just enough to get a hotel room and to order food, but that had all been amassed over the few times he'd been sent to Japan. His pronunciation was horrible, and he didn't really have the skills to comprehend when it was spoken to him. There was no way he'd picked up on enough in the three odd weeks he'd been there to be able to understand conversational speed Japanese.

“You're in my flat, so I'll be the one dictating how shit goes.” Collin continued, straightening and cocking his head as he peered down at the other. “So on to the questions,” As far as he was concerned, there was no choice. The half-demon mutt was an intruder into his personal space, that was an unforgivable transgression alone, never mind the completely crazy appearing act. “Firstly, that ritual, what was your coven doing?” Because that was the most important thing to know. The how the other had gotten there, why he wasn't dead, all of that could be put on the back burner. It wasn't even really that relevant. What Collin really needed to know was what he'd tossed himself into the midst of.

It was around then that Juno started fussing again, making all sorts of obnoxious racket. Collin's features molded into a scowl. He didn't understand why she'd been so damn obstinate lately, normally so receptive to whatever he asked of her. When he urged her, again, to shut up she did but she ended up gliding off of the sink and landing on the edge of the tub. Juno understood exactly what was happening, maybe not so much in rational thought but in the form of impression. The half oni was somehow tied in a very critical way to her Collin. It wasn't the same as her own bond with the tall blond, but similar in some right that she didn't understand.

Collin stared at his familiar as she landed and walked along the edge of the tub, her nails clicking against the ceramic surface. She didn't seem to be going closer just yet, but just the simple fact that she hadn't immediately tried to be aggressive was incredibly odd. Juno had always been very protective of him, it had taken literal years for her to stop trying to bite Toby. Even longer for him to be able to touch her. She accepted him now, finally, but she never would have drawn close to him like this, even despite his being an ally. Letting his gaze return more directly to the other, Collin leveled a frown on him. “Answer the question.” He said gruffly, a little irritated by Juno's behavior. Silently he insisted she get away from the mutt but she outright ignored his pushes.
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There was the briefest thought that flitted through Toby’s head that maybe they should check on the wound he’d given the thing's skull. The way the creature was seeming to have a hard time focusing on Collin spoke of a possible concussion, and with as hard as he’d hit him, Toby wouldn’t doubt it in the least. He was about to speak up about it when the thing in the tub started speaking. It was obviously not English, and the smaller witch could only assume due to the circumstances that it was probably Japanese. Even not knowing the language he could hear that the words were somewhat slurred. He figured that it would be useless, trying to question it, and was about to tell Collin so.

It was then that his better half just plowed on through, as though he had not just been spoken to in a language that Toby was well aware Collin barely had a grasp of. Turning his eyes to the blond, the shorter one frowned just the tiniest bit. It struck him as worrisome not because Collin understood, exactly, but because Collin understood and Toby did not. There were plenty of things out there that could make themselves understood no matter what language was being spoken...but if that were the case then Toby should have understood whatever had been said, too. It put a bad feeling in him, adding to the already uneasy one sitting there. This was getting more complicated by the moment…




It did not occur to Shin, just as it had not to Collin, that he had no difficulty in understanding the larger one even though he was not well versed in the language being spoken at all. The words that were said should not have made a lick of sense to him, but when he heard them he set his jaw, nostrils flaring as he did his best to glare. He felt a little queasy, the warm crawl of blood down the back of his neck making him want to reach back and touch at the aching place at the base of his skull. Even as he thought it, though, the wound was ever so slowly repairing itself, spurred by the proximity of the blond. He really didn't give a fuck that it was the other's house...that the man wanted questions answered...he did not yet understand the nature of what had even brought him there, much less that he was thousands of miles from home. A snarl curled his lip as the other told him he wanted to know what the coven had been doing, though he felt an uncomfortable tug within him.
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Shin was distracted by the bird and it's sudden racket, just as Collin had been. He could not help the way his gaze was drawn to her when she began fussing again. There was something very odd about her...he felt something from her that he couldn't place, a familiarity that drew his attention even though he knew he should be keeping an eye on his enemy. When she fluttered down to the rim of the tub he drew back slightly, shifting long limbs in though he did not get the impression she was going to attack. He could not drag his eyes from her, his head tilting just slightly as she made her way along the narrow rim toward him.


The command, though...the words that the witch used, the demand behind it… it just… Shin turned his eyes back to the other and clamped his mouth shut, but he couldn't hold back the urge to spill out the information the other wanted. Dark eyes widened slightly in horror as he found himself parting his lips and letting the words spill out. “It was a spell...to bring Lord Raiju… to bring him to this realm..” Shin all but spit the words, a look of disbelief and confusion crossing his features before being replaced with a hateful glare. He didn't know what the larger one had done to make him speak, but he was not going to say anything more.

What Shin did not understand was that Collin hadn't had to do anything special. It was what had already been done. What the spell had done to them. What had been designed to give Raiju control over his son's body had shifted, instead giving that power to Collin. Instead of total transference, though, it had merely served to bend the half oni to the witch's will. Shin could no more disobey a direct command than a Djinn could disobey their master. In essence, he was bound to the other, a veritable slave to his will. When Shin figured this out he would be horrified, retaliating with every fiber of his being. Sacrificing himself to a cause he believed in? He had had no second thoughts. But being forced to live as a slave … Shin would not abide it.
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As much as Shin would dislike the idea of essentially being captive to the witch's will, Collin would dislike it just as much or more. He wasn't some power hungry sort, not like some. He didn't have any use for having a half-demon tethered to him, and would actively seek to break the binding, tapping into every resource he had. None of them understood the rules, what had happened, or the gravity of the situation. It wouldn't sit well with Collin once he understood that he would have to watch his wording because the oni mutt would have no choice but to comply, he wasn't used to really being mindful about anything that came out of his mouth. Maybe there were others out there who would have loved to have a half-demon at their beck and call, but Collin was not one of them.

For now, the confusion and disbelief was completely lost on the blond, and he didn't try too terribly hard to make sense of it. “See? Was that really so hard?” Collin muttered with a little wave of the baton. He turned his head slightly in Toby's direction, but he still wasn't taking his eyes off of their intruder. “That's not great news.” The comment was directed towards the other, not at all realizing that Toby hadn't understood a single word of what the creature in the tub had said. It wasn't sitting well with him either, he was starting to wonder what exactly this meant, the ordeal with Collin's cut and now this with the language. It didn't confirm anything, but it certainly didn't reassure him. Toby shifted his weight. “What's not great news?” He asked softly, prompting Collin's brows to furrow. “What he just said,” Collin waved a hand at the mutt, barely able to resist the urge to look at Toby, catching himself from turning his attention away. “About the summoning spell and...” Trailing off Collin paused, seeming to realize that for some reason Toby hadn't understood or hadn't heard. Something twisted uncomfortably within him.

“You know what? Question time over.” Collin wasn't going to sit here and fuck around with this thing. Maybe he wasn't any better off knowledge wise than he'd been before, aside from knowing for sure that the rogue coven had been trying to bring Raiju over, but he was done. This was how he dealt with shit he didn't want to deal with or understand, he pushed it away as hard as he possibly could. The fact was that this was edging into uncomfortable territory and now he wanted to be rid of the problem. “I think it's time to call Ava. Sugar, could you please bring me the kit from my bag and my work phone?” He sure as hell wasn't about to move from where he was, ready to fry the mutt at a second's notice.

Toby wasn't thrilled with the situation overall, as calm as ever of course, but apprehensive for what the few moments in the bathroom had revealed thus far. He drew in a breath and brushed a few curls away from his face. “Of course.” Came the murmured response. They could talk it over more once they had managed to remove the threat. Pandora would sweep in and take care of this for them and maybe they could go along on their way. Toby padded off to retrieve the two requested items, leaving Collin to mind their 'guest'.

“Alright, this is how it's going to go. You're going to turn around real slow like and put your arms behind you, out of the tub. Don't try any bullshit with me either, I'm already pissed at you about my jacket... never mind my goddam coffee. You move in a way I don't like and I'm gonna have to hurt you.” Collin laid it out, plain and simple. Once Toby returned with the kit, and the oni mutt obeyed, he'd go ahead and try to slip the binding cuffs around the other's wrists before making a call into Ava. That was a phone call he wasn't at all looking forward to making.
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The oni's lip curled at Collin's little snip about that not being so hard, his dark eyes mistrustful as they followed the little swirl of the baton. He'd witnessed the other use it against his brother, and knew it was not something he wished to trifle with, especially in his currently less than perfect state. His gaze flicked up to rest on the blond again as he directed his words to the shorter, darker haired one. When the other replied Shin knitted his brows and moved his gaze over to him, slowly realizing that he could not understand… but that the two were making the same sounds when they spoke. That sent an ominous little chill through him, and Shin blinked his eyes back over to the bigger one.

He didn't know what came after question time, but he had the sudden feeling that he wasn't going to like it. Whatever Ava was… whatever was in the bag the shorter one was sent off for, Shin knew that he was probably in more trouble than he'd already imagined. He kept his mouth stubbornly clamped shut for the moment, turning his eyes again to watch as the smaller one padded out of the room to retrieve the requested items. He was feeling somewhat steadier, the dizzying ache in his head having calmed to just a terribly throbbing pressure that radiated from the point of impact. How fast would it take him to heal? Could he possibly manage to get the better of the one standing above him?

Even as he was debating whether or not he would be able to manage an attack without having the baton tip turned on him, a small noise from the dark bird drew his focus. It broke his train of thought and gave him the split second of thought enough to realize that with his position in the tub and the other's watchful eyes on him there was no way he could move fast enough to turn the tables and attack. He was stuck, caught at the shit end of the stick. He'd been in tight situations before, but he just wasn't sure what to do with himself in this one, not even understanding where he was.

Looking up from the bird as the other began to speak again, the muscle in the oni's cheek twitched, but like when he had spoken despite wanting not to, he felt compelled to do as he was told. Of course he resisted, a little quiver moving through his mostly bare, filthy body as he tried not to simply obey, but after a moment of clenching his fists and straining not to move he found himself doing exactly as the witch told him to. He was a bit shaky, without food for days and still recovering from the ritual, and now with the added head wound to boot. But Shin managed, keeping a hateful eye on Collin as he gripped the side of the tub and pulled himself up, only turning away when he had to to turn his back to the other. Slender arms slowly slipped behind, muscles in them and along his shoulders taut, as though ready for an attack.

It was what Toby saw when he got back to the bathroom, Collin’s heavy bag in one hand and the cellphone in the other. He paused in the doorway, letting his eyes trail over the oddly obedient creature. He was thin, but he looked anything but weak, every line of him tense and hard and seemingly ready to coil and strike. The vibrant red that had oozed down along his long neck and bare back was stark against the pale skin, even as dirty as it was. He wondered what the other might look like cleaned up and dressed… would he seem any more human then? Toby wasn't certain, but it wasn't something he figured he was ever going to have to find out. He handed Collin the bag, offering to take the baton so that Collin could do what he needed to do.

Once he was in place Shin swallowed, anger rippling through him at this humiliation. He didn't know what to do… he still wasn't even sure what had happened or what was happening. All that he understood was that everything he had worked for… his entire life.. seemed to be crumbling around him. He could no longer feel that faint connection he'd always taken for his father… instead it was cut off, as though by a wall of nothing… void. But there was everything else. This man… who he wanted only to choke the life out of… tear him open and rip out his intestines … even as he thought this, though, Shin felt a wave of what he could only describe as wrongness fill him. For the first time in a long time he felt fear prickle at him, fear of the unknown.
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The creature was being oddly complaisant and that struck Collin as strange. The way the thing was looking at him, he'd expected anything but cooperation. Collin watched as the mutt turned around and obeyed his demands, lips pursing as he wondered at the behavior. Maybe the half-demon just understood how royally fucked he was and decided that complying was better than trying to fight. It seemed unlikely but Collin wasn't about to argue. He was just happy that this wasn't turning into the ugly battle that he'd imagined, having all but expected to wind up with one jacked up bathroom by the time it was said and done.

Juno was the only one who didn't seem the slightest bit concerned, she wasn't even pulling her normal shit which was not only perplexing but somewhat irritating to Collin. Why couldn't she have played this nice with Toby in the beginning? There was no telling how many times she had snapped at the other, sometimes he'd even had to put her away. Now she was all but mooning over the oni, hopping down into a newly freed portion of the tub when Shin turned and drawing close to tug at a scrap of the shredded material about the other's waist. Collin kept fussing at her, growing increasingly irritated by her apparent friendliness... especially since she kept outright ignoring his pushes.

It seemed like a very long time before Toby returned, but maybe that was only because Collin was anxious to toss this thing over to Pandora like a hot potato. He wanted to put as much distance between he and the mutt as possible. Murmuring his appreciation to his boyfriend, Collin switched out the baton for the bag and unzipped it. Ever so paranoid, he kept his body still largely between the half-demon and Toby. The other was much stronger since the bite, and Collin knew this, but it was sort of hard to argue with his instinctual protective drive. The thing in the tub was just being a little too cooperative and he fully expected an attack at any point now.

The cuffs he pulled out weren't all that different in appearance from what were standard issue to cops in the like, but they were much different in their function. It wasn't a cure all, not something that could last long term, but they temporarily bound the wearer's use of magic which was incredibly helpful. In the very least, they would make their guest a bit less threatening. Collin was incredibly tense as he came close and snapped them on, watching the other warily as he moved. They weren't clamped on or anything, just locked down to fit snugly. “Now just stay right there.” He ordered, still not having the faintest clue that his wording made it impossible for Shin to disobey. Free will was a thing for him, he might lock up the things that went bump in the night all the time, but Collin would never have opted to be in control of their choices. It was weird territory.

Only when he thought that he could step back and that the other would stay, did Collin pick up his phone from where Toby had laid it on the counter to call Ava. She picked up on the first ring, immediately launching into a rant without giving Collin a chance to speak. “I know you're not sick Collin, don't fuck with me. You can stop fucking your boyfriend for two hours to come in and meet with me, you're not getting out of doing your own damn paper work again. Fool me once and be proud of that shit because it won't be happening again.” She drew in a breath, possibly recharging to continue on, but Collin interrupted her. “It's not that love.” She paused, listening. “I need you to send a team to my flat to pick up a level nine.” A few beats of silence. “I'm on my way.” Came the short response. They could discuss details when she arrived. Collin always had appreciated her down to business attitude.

“She's on her way.” Collin relayed to Toby, despite that the other had been there to hear it. It was almost as if he needed to reassure himself. It wouldn't take them long, the New Arkham base was set in the midst of the city and less than twenty minutes away on a good day.
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Had Shin not been compelled to obey the other, he likely would not have so easily shifted to stand as he had been commanded. But the bond being as it was, the witch’s will trumped his own, and there was little that the half oni could do to fight it. Even as the other witch returned with the bag the slender, filth streaked body gave a little tremble, to which Shin responded by tightening his muscles even further. Serving his coven had not been like this. Even though he had never really been given a choice in anything that he did there was the illusion of free will. Truthfully, Shin had been indoctrinated to it all since birth, and everything he knew was colored by that which he had learned from them. Now they were gone and he was floundering, and in that confusion he had moved to attack because Collin had presented an easy target.

It would take time for him to understand why he had been drawn to the other, why he could not disobey Collin. When he found out he could not even bring himself to harm the other he would be at a total loss, bereft of his very purpose in life, unable to even control his destiny. Who, after all, would really want to sit down and find out why he was doing what he was doing? Who would care to listen to some half demon mutt? Shin was working at a disadvantage even before he said anything, just by being what he was. It had not been his choice to appear in their flat. Could he really be blamed for trying to attack the other when he’d suddenly appeared in the strange place, already hurting and confused? His whole life had been spent fighting. There was very little else Shin even knew.

There was so much tension in the small room that it was palpable. Shin could feel it like waves from the man standing behind him. He did not realize that he could feel it so well because of the bond between them. He was catching not only the general irritation that Collin had for him and the situation, but also echoes of what the blond was throwing at the bird now daringly getting closer to him. Shin glanced down at her, brows knitting as she came near enough to tug at a scrap of what had once been a pristine white ceremonial robe. As his head cleared further he seemed to realize the state he was in, even glancing up to the large mirror that adorned the wall above the sink.

It was not Collin that he turned his attention to after dismissing his own pitiful reflection, however, but to the shorter one that had taken the dangerous if simple weapon. As if feeling the other’s gaze Toby lifted his eyes to the mirror...the one he’d insisted on having put in after moving there. It was almost eerie, meeting the dark eyes of the creature. There was obviously intelligence there, he could see it in the calculating, seemingly even curious way that the thing had locked onto him. It wasn’t exactly what Toby had expected, and he stood quietly as Collin moved forward to lock the cuffs around the slender wrists of the hands that never even tried to pull away. There was the smallest shadow that crossed over the dirty face as Collin told the thing not to move, and as the creature dropped his eyes and bowed his head Toby could not help but think something was terribly off.


The spell seemed to be broken when the other had looked away, and Toby turned to Collin, a tiny frown pinching his lips as the other dialed Ava. He could hear her pretty clearly over the line, even if her voice was tinny and small. He gave a snort about the fucking bit, tilting his head and turning his attention back to the one standing so still and obedient there, out of place with everything around him. Toby was so curious… but he understood that the thing was obviously very dangerous. He’d seen himself the way it had readied to attack Collin the second it had seen him. Drawn back by Collin’s voice, the shorter witch nodded and offered the baton back to Collin, even though the creature had made not even a flinch of a move. “I wish I’d known we were having company...I’d have cleaned up a bit better.” he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to the scruffy jaw before giving the creature one last glance. It was looking at him again and it was vaguely unnerving this time, the look on the angular face as dark eyes followed him.


Toby left them there to do a hasty check of their apartment. He threw on a pair of worn jeans and a loose, threadbare shirt, but then turned his focus to tidying up. The place was pretty clean, but that wasn’t really what he was worried about. There were things that they could possibly get in trouble for, a few plants he knew he shouldn’t be growing outside of their restricted habitats. A quick run through the house had things looking a little less suspect, and by the time Ava and the agents showed up Toby was ready to buzz them in. He barely bothered greeting the lower level collectors that entered with Collin’s imposing boss, but he did offer her a small smile in greeting, leading them to where Collin had the thing still pinned in their bathroom.


Shin couldn’t help but watch the smaller witch as he had left the bathroom. There was...something about him that was.. Shin couldn’t even place it. He had been caught by the intense blue of the other’s eyes, though, drawn in by them in a way he’d never felt before. But then Toby had left, and it was only him and the blond once more. Shin felt anger bubbling up in him, but it was fruitless, and had fizzled out before even manifesting. It was such awkward silence that filled the space between them, and yet he was almost hyper aware of the one standing there. He’d lifted his head a bit, glancing into the mirror at the other’s reflection, taking in the stormcloud of his expression before having to drop his gaze.

When the two men in dark clothing appeared in the doorway, though, Shin grew tense, fear spiking through him. He didn’t know why they were there, but they felt incredibly menacing to him. He wanted to shift away when they approached but he was still locked in place by Collin’s earlier command. There was nothing he could even do as they briefly confirmed something with the blond and then turned on him. The fear grew to a sharp peak as they came close, one lifting something small toward him. Almost panicked eyes sought to connect with Collin’s, a plea coming to his lips even as he felt the pinch of a needle at the side of his neck. Everything went dark then as the heavy tranquilizer took effect, and a second later Shin was crumbling into the handler’s waiting grasp.

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Something about the way the half-demon looked at Toby just irritated the fuck out of Collin. He wasn't even sure why, but it pissed him off. It wasn't even an aggressive look really, not nearly as vicious and hateful as the looks cast in his own direction. There wasn't a name to the feeling that washed over him in response, irritation and... something else. Unease maybe? Collin didn't know and he wasn't introspective enough to really give a fuck. It didn't matter in the end anyhow, that was what he figured anyhow.

Collin heard the sharp click of Ava's heels on the wood floor of their apartment before he ever saw her. Just shy of five feet, what she lacked in height she made up for with her dominating presence. Most were a little surprised when they found out that someone in such a position of power within a supernatural policing force was human. Just... human. There was nothing gifted or supernatural about her, unless one counted her ability to command with a simple pointed look. “Tobias.” She greeted the other as she moved into the flat, pulling off the leather gloves carefully. Ava didn't return the smile he gave her, but she wasn't much of a smiler anyways. She had always liked Toby, she had gone out of her way to defend him against the political bullshit a few years back, right after the bite. Not that it had helped much in the end. The handlers that she had brought flanked her, moving alongside her as she followed Toby to the bathroom to where Collin had the oni mutt captive.

“It's always something with you Novack isn't it? Anything to get out of paperwork.” It was her own brand of joking, her humor as dry as it came. The witch snorted in response, he was too involved in what was going on to offer a quip in response at the moment. There was a tense moment when the collectors drew close, asking after what Collin believed the creature to be. As he responded, one of them scribbled down a notation and the other came close to tranq the half-demon. Something drew his eyes up, some small inner voice pulled his gaze to fix on the other's, caught there for a few beats. What he didn't understand was why it hadn't attempted to move, there had been a panicked look in it's eyes and yet it hadn't so much as moved a muscle. Cooperation only went so far, and he'd seen creatures panic when approached by handlers like this.

Not typically one to be sympathetic, especially in regards to those who openly broke the laws and truces of Pandora, Collin was shocked to feel the strangest tug of something as the oni was injected. Why had it looked to him like that? As if he were the one who had prompted it to appear in his flat and attempt to attack him... as if he wouldn't immediately toss him over to Pandora the first chance he got. This had been a gross invasion, the thing was unhinged and needed to be locked up. Rubbing a hand over his face, he turned to more directly face Ava. Collin still hadn't had a full cup of coffee yet this morning and he was none too pleased about that.

“So what is this?” Ava prompted, not at all fazed when Collin turned a weary look on her. “It's going to take more than a five minute chat sweetheart.” He stated in response. She arched her brows. “Well then, come on and let's get to headquarters so you can tell me all about your new friend.” She paused. “And do your paperwork.” Collin waved a hand down at himself. “Can I at least put a fucking shirt on?” He asked, prompting a subtle twitch of Ava's lips upwards. It was gone in a flash. “No, but you can put a regular one on.” Collin scoffed and shook his head at that and moved past her, grumbling about his coffee as he climbed the stairs up into the loft bedroom. It wasn't at all private, but what privacy did he and Toby really need? There was the office and the balcony if they really wanted a little alone time, but they had mastered the art of doing things separately while together a long time ago.

He was ready to leave within a few moments, Ava and the collectors already on their way. Collin spent a moment kissing Toby goodbye, promising to run by the grocery store on his way back to pick up something for dinner that evening. He'd whip up something, nothing pleased him more than cooking for his boyfriend. It wasn't thirty minutes later when Ava was escorting Collin through a hall to an office to chat. She was concerned over the revelation that the half-demon had been from Japan and had been presumed dead, that Collin had no idea how it had gotten here was worrisome as well. Her bright red lips pressed into a thin line, though, when Collin told her he'd interrupted a summoning ritual, and she bluntly informed him that he very well may have fucked himself.



Six stories below their feet in a barren concrete room was where they were starting to prep Shin for holding and eventually stasis. It was what they did with the dangerous ones, they were kept in tanks only barely big enough to house them, a large room of humming pods that contained dozens of beings. This prison was only meant as a temporary solution though. They were typically transferred every month or so to the main institution in Britain where they were better guarded and monitored.
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It was pretty unnerving, having Pandora there in the sanctity of their home. Often times Toby had been on cases where they had been in other’s homes, dealing with removal of unlicensed and dangerous pets. It had never been comfortable, having to deal with being in other people's private spaces. Now Toby was experiencing how it felt to be on the other side. Except that instead of he and Collin housing some dangerous pet, it was a half demon that obviously meant them harm. And really, as awkward as it was to have the handlers and Ava in their space, it wasn't nearly as bad as having an attacker just… pop in from nowhere. That would bug Toby for a while after all the commotion died down… how the thing had honed in on them… why he looked half crazy and as though he'd crawled through some battlefield only to simply lay their in their bathtub and let himself be cuffed…

Toby stood outside the bathroom as everything was happening...there wasn't space for him and technically he wasn't even an agent any more, so he figured it best to just stay clear and let them work. He didn't really catch the half oni's reaction when the handler came close, but he could hear Ava and Collin talking. A small chuckle escaped him as he listened to them, and as Collin moved out of their bathroom Toby cast him a small grin. He was just about to move away toward the kitchen when the handlers came out, the creature slung between them. He looked so… broken… slender limbs limp and dangling, head lolling on his long neck. It was disturbing, even to someone who had seen nearly the same scene a dozen times.

As Collin moved up to change Toby turned to Ava, a tiny frown working over his features. When asked what they were going to do to the thing she mentioned stasis, and the former agent gave a tiny nod. After that he returned to the kitchen, moving about to clean up the breakfast they hadn't even gotten a chance to eat. He'd likely take most of it to work… he and Polly would no doubt make short work of it. When Collin came back down to kiss him goodbye he cupped the scruffy jaw between his hands, returning the kisses soundly. He hummed at the promise for a good supper, happy to put this oddness behind them. As Collin turned to leave Toby smiled and grabbed up the travel mug of coffee he'd made as the blond had dressed, handing it to his boyfriend with a wink.


The trip from the bathroom in the witch's flat to the basement of Pandora was completely lost to the half oni. Shin was out cold, transported to the sub level like all the other dangerous specimens. The protocol was to clean him up, take samples, document and then place the body into the holding tank… It would take a bit to get everything prepped, though. With the strength of the tranq they'd administered, though, there wasn't any sort of rush. The limp form was laid out on a table, corpse like but for the slow, steady pulse and shallow rise of the things chest. The cuffs had been removed, as well as the dirty, torn remains of the robe. Little care was taken for dignity… it was simply a creature, after all, even as human as he looked at the moment.

First they took the time to wash the subject. They couldn't very well put him into stasis covered in blood and filth. As water and soap washed away the grime pale skin was revealed, and to their surprise there couldn't find where the fresh blood had come from, turning the head to the side to feel for a wound. They weren't doctors though… just handlers… things got routine down there, even with the variety that they were brought. The dark hair was scrubbed and on enough they were giving the thing a rough scrub with dry towels. The markings on palms and feet had been noted, and as one got the camera to snap photos for the file, the other left the room to fetch the pod that had been prepped elsewhere.

With photos snapped of the marks, the young man got to work dressing the creature. Some they didn't bother with, but those with a more human form were usually given at least a flimsy pair of white drawstring pants, sometimes a simple white t-shirt. There was little caution given, though there should have been. Maybe it was mere neglect of safety protocols or just them thinking that they were not necessary, but neither of the handlers bothered returning the cuffs to the things slim wrists. Besides, the creature on the table hadn't done anything to worry them even before it had been put down in the bathroom.

Little did they realize that it wouldn't be some simple, routine stasis procedure they were performing that night. Even as the loose pants were tugged on, his arms pushed up through the short sleeves of the white t-shirt, the creature was struggling to claw his way to consciousness. Shin could feel himself being maneuvered, but at first there was nothing he could do. Jostled and tugged at, he felt anger building in him for the careless way he was being treated. It was the bond with Collin that would keep him grounded… as the stasis was initiated Shin would not allow himself to fall to it. Slowly but surely he would drag himself into alertness using the link between himself and the witch. And when he did he would rip apart anyone that stood in the way of him freeing himself from the strange and terrifying concrete halls where he would wake.

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The conversation he had with Ava was more than slightly alarming, mostly because she wasn't one to immediately assume the worst. The more details Collin had divulged, though, the less positive she'd seemed. They had some texts that referenced summoning rituals, she told him, that they would have to dig through the archives because it wasn't even digitized. There hadn't been a point, it hadn't been attempted in hundreds of years as far as anyone knew. It was bastardized magic and not at all something that they could flip to a page in one spellbook to get information on. The whole thing did not bode well though, and she mentioned what Collin didn't want to hear which was that he may very well be bound to the thing now. There were too many oddities to simply discount. When Collin asked her how in the hell he was supposed to get out of this, Ava just shrugged. All of this was speculation at best, there was no knowing. Maybe if this was a common occurrence and they had case notes to reflect back on it would be different but... unfortunately they did not.

The best thing to do would be to just keep the thing in stasis for now, they decided. Well Ava decided and Collin agreed. Not like he had a choice in the matter even if he hadn't. They might pull him out and question him at some point, but it was likely that he'd get shipped over to Britain with the rest even if they did pull information from him. The thing had been oddly cooperative thus far, Collin mentioned, they may be able to get something more out of him than he had. Sure, he could have tried harder maybe, but he had been more than slightly apprehensive about having the thing in his space.

When he left, he felt better, as if now this was all over and he could move on with his life. There was still some unease, but the ache in his palm was gone and he took that for a good sign. It had taken him a while to get out of the building, the skyscraper masqueraded as a simple office building, though the security was a bit heavy for it to be just that. He had, of course, been wrangled into all sorts of paperwork, filing a report on what had happened and what he'd seen down to the last detail both with his case and with what had just happened that morning. It was all very bureaucratic, but he tried to tell himself it was worth something and not just vanishing into paperwork hell on some lower floor.

After stopping by the store as promised, Collin came home to start putting together some of their dinner. Toby didn't come home for several hours after that, it had taken some time for him to get the shop closed down, one of his customers was being incredibly demanding and picky. It had taken a significant amount of time for him to get off of the phone with the man. Thankfully Toby had the patience of a saint. Collin had made lentil curry though, and had opened a bottle of wine, the meal all but on the table by the time Toby walked through the door. They discussed today's events over dinner, neither of them really noticing how restless Juno seemed throughout the evening. She was doing a lot of fluttering about, taking roost in a tall potted plant near the window before taking off and landing on the railing of the stairs... also by the window. It was almost as if she were pacing. All of her behavior had been odd lately, though, and Collin was too absorbed in his conversation with Toby to really pay her any mind.

They talked over the morality of just tossing the half-demon into stasis, and Toby played devil's advocate. Collin defended his points with clear, concise arguments. It was a heated conversation though it never progressed past more than just that, it was nothing close to a fight. Toby challenged him in all the ways he needed, it was part of what he loved so much about the other. What freedom did the vessel really have? Toby questioned that there had been any choice at all, they both knew how covens could be. Good and bad. Collin pointed out that it didn't matter, that the mutt was violent and needed to be kept in a secure place. Did that mean that it was fair to put the oni in stasis and ship him overseas though? It was possible that Pandora wouldn't even question the thing. Toby had only hummed and sipped at his glass when Collin replied that fair didn't have a place in the work that they did. That response was enough to make him stop and think. How unjustified had the response been when Toby had been bitten? Had that been at all fair? The subject was dropped as it didn't really matter. This was all hypothetical, there wasn't much that could be done at this point anyhow. The rest of the evening was quiet, and Collin was tired enough to just want to pull Toby into bed with him and curl close.



The handlers would not expect the mutt to start stirring, paying him little mind as they prepped the intravenous fluids for stasis. The tranquilizers they used were heavy and had put down things much larger than the slender thing on the gurney. They had already put in a port, and now one of them began to hook up the lines. Only once they had gotten the thing's vitals slowed would they load him up into a fluid filled pod that would keep him alive but in a state of complete inactivity. There was no cognizant thought in this state, no ability to rationalize, or to move. It was everything the word stasis implied.
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After the morning they had had, and then with the customer issue at work, Toby was so happy to come home to the hot, home cooked meal. He loved that Collin could cook… not only cook, but cook fantastically. And that he was happy to do it. Toby could do a little… but he was nowhere near the culinary master that his boyfriend was. When he walked in the door and smelled the scent of curried lentils he all but melted, kicking off his shoes at the designated spot near the entry and moving into their flat. Despite the ruckus this morning everything seemed normal now, and he happily settled into their little dining area to enjoy the wonderful supper and wine laid out before him.

The conversation had, of course, turned to the events of that morning, but circled loosely around general ethics and the right and wrong of what would happen to the creature. Unlike the majority of those at Pandora, he had a unique perspective on the persecution one deemed ‘other’. Before the bite he had been well liked and respected… but after? He'd been all but systematically pushed out, stripped of dignity at times. It hadn't matter what he'd done before ...all that mattered was what he'd become. In the end he'd resigned of his own accord, knowing he would only struggle if he tried to stay. Now he was happier… he knew who his true friends were. So he really couldn't help but to take up the part of the other side, offering his lover the calm, level headed and totally valid points that clashed against some of the more common practices of Pandora. He wasn't doing it to be an asshole… just happy to talk through things with the blond in the comfortable way they had with each other. Collin listened to him, acknowledged his perspective instead of simply dismissing him.

During the meal, and afterward, as they were cleaning up and doing the dishes, Toby did notice Juno's restlessness. He didn't really worry about it.. it wasn't always connected to something that was bothering his boyfriend… sometimes she got that way when the neighbor ladies cat had gotten out. He couldn't pretend to understand what went through the bird's brain..sometimes he had a feeling that Collin was just as baffled as him over her behavior. But she sensed other things they could not, and if there was trouble, that at least she was very good at letting them know. He didn't understand that some of the things they would call bad were things that Juno didn't have an issue with in the slightest.

When it was time to go to bed Toby let Collin tug him up the stairs to the open loft where their room was. He'd missed the larger one so much while he'd been away, and even though they were both too tired to bother with anything more than a few gentle kisses, he was perfectly happy to simply settle into the safe circle of the larger witch's arms, tucking into Collin's chest and easily drifting off for what he figured would be a peaceful night of sleep. He did tend to sleep more soundly with Collin beside him… something that had only become more pronounced after the bite.


Neither of them could have suspected the trouble brewing across the city, though. Pandora never really shut down for the night. There were plenty still in the tall building working through the evening hours. It was, however, significantly less busy than it was during the day. They had to keep up the ruse that it was just a run of the mill office building, after all, and to have it bustling through the night would likely attract at least a little attention. Really, come ‘after hours’,most of what was going on there was taking place in the sublevels, anyway, research, experiments, shipment logistics…

The handlers that had gone out with Ava that morning were pretty damn eager to get their project finished and get out of there. Putting creatures into stasis wasn't exactly an everyday thing… and it had all its regulations that had to be adhered to. It was an ordeal, but it wasn't really hard. Mostly it was just the tedious procedures and prep. Once the creature had been cleaned and dressed and the pod brought in, they'd busied themselves putting the port in and hooking the thing up to the monitors. Before they could just slip him in he would have to reach a certain level for his vitals and maintain it for the prescribed length of time, the levels entered into the control pad of the pod itself.

Neither of them really bothered looking at the things blank, pale face. It was easier to detach if one didn't look at the more human creatures… instead they eyed the tubes and the monitors and everything else, thus totally missing when the dark lashes fluttered against the smooth cheeks. Shin had felt the needle as it had been inserted into the underside of his arm, the pain of it jolting him enough that he could latch onto it, using it to help him fumble out of the state the tranquilizer had put him in. He knew something bad was happening, and even as they attached the iv to the port he was fighting against the shrinking window of time before he was lost to the darkness of stasis.

The first sign of trouble was about thirty seconds after the iv had started… the monitors, which usually slowed and evened out to almost coma state, we're beginning to beep faster. At first they thought maybe it was a faulty connection, and one of the men leaned over the still form on the gurney, fiddling with the little circles of sticky placed at various points on the things body. It wasn't until the temperature began to drop, fast, that they realized maybe there was a much bigger issue. The sterile room was cool, yeah… but when their breaths plumed? As the one adjusting the cords began to straighten he glanced down to the thing under him, crying out when he saw the dark eyes were open and glaring.

Everything that came after happened in a rush. Shin swept the man off of him with a powerful swipe of his arm, sending him crashing into the white wall hard enough to crack the tile. He was doped from the drugs that had already managed to seep in through the plastic tubing, but it wasn't enough to keep him from shifting into his full demonic state. The already pale skin turned a mottled white and grey, eyes taking on the vivid, sickly green as his teeth lengthened and grew sharp. His nails had extended as he'd swiped the man off of him, and blood was already blossoming across the white of his crumpled form.

The other handler, who had frozen in place for the moment it took to realize he was fucked, finally managed to turn and flee as Shin tore the port from his arm in a little splatter of blood. He was off the gurney and chasing down the fleeing handler even as the other slammed out of the room and smacked at the alarms on the wall outside. It would shut down the subfloors, locking it down tight with both physical barriers and spells that were activated. As the shrill alarms sounded and the red flashing of emergency lights filled the corridors Shin took the man out with a quick slash of claws.

The spells and thick security doors were meant to contain whatever had managed to escape, and they did a pretty good job. There was no way Shin could get out by means of a door. The spells did pretty good for other, craftier creatures who possessed unnatural abilities of escape… but even they were not designed to prevent what Shin did next. Instead of reaching out to seek a way to escape, the oni searching inward. He was groggy from whatever the hell they'd been injecting into him, but he focused enough to manage touching that place deep down… the taut line that connected him with the witch. Once he'd found it he focused on it, trying to replicate how it had felt before… that stretch… the sudden release that had snapped him to the other's side..

It was more disorientating this time.. maybe because he'd purposefully done it or because of the drugs circulating through him, but when he appeared in the dark space he stumbled forward, catching himself on the edge of what must have been a low table or a dresser. It was so swift a change from bright white to the dark bedroom that Shin was momentarily blind. Obviously he was upset..confused, angry… his body was at least mostly healed now, but with the stasis drugs swimming through him it was frightening. Giving his head a rough shake to try to clear it, Shin opened his eyes to slits. There was a dark form before him, and in the dim light filtering up from the open room below into the loft he could make out it was a bed. A bed that was not empty. With a snarl Shin shoved away from the furniture he'd been steadying himself on, stalking across the floor with bare feet. Spreading his fingers and stretching out the claws that tipped them, Shin prepared himself, the air surrounding the half oni bringing to chill. All he had was his anger… and the only one he had to take it out on was the witch that had ruined everything.

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If not for Juno who knows what may have happened in those moments. There were rules that neither the witch nor half demon understood, but they were only applicable between them. The large black bird did understand much more than most might understand, but she was extremely limited in what she was capable of actually doing. Despite that Collin and Toby had both settled in for the night, Juno was restless, the faintest echo of emotion from Shin surging through her. She was no longer anxiously flying between two perches, but had taken up a spot on the headboard, feathers ruffled up as she watched the room. There was some feeling of apprehension that had settled within her, and through Collin she could feel something that he maybe could not. It was around then, as Shin started to focus on using that bond to move, that Juno started to make little noises.

They were small and curious at first, but she felt some ill will waft off of the intruder in palpable waves. There was something between the two, yes, but Collin was hers first and foremost and while she might not always obey him, everything in her sought to protect him. The soft sounds turned into outright screeching, and she flew off of her perch to launch herself at the half oni, snagging at his shirt with her claws and tugging. Unlike most others, she had no interest in actually causing physical harm, an instinctual kinship for the similar and yet utterly different bond. So she snagged at Shin's hair, instead of actually trying to hook her large beak into flesh.

The commotion had Collin awake in a flash, hit with a slew of panicked images from his familiar. He didn't even need the light on to know exactly what was happening. His first instinct was to protect Toby. The other really didn't need protecting maybe... but aside from gut reaction, Collin also didn't want him to be triggered somehow. Besides, Collin knew what was going on while Toby didn't. He all but hauled the other over the side of the bed with him, hitting the switch to the lamp as he went. There was a tranq gun under the bed, it was loaded down with twice what was usually used in the field, enough to stop just about anything. He had needed the light, it was a one shot sort of deal, and he really didn't want to miss.

Toby was struggling with figuring out what in the hell had just happened. An epitome of calm typically, being startled awake was not doing much for that tranquility that he tried so very hard to maintain. He didn't understand what was happening, everything moving in a blur, Juno screaming, Collin on top of him and rolling them off of the bed. Enough time in the field had him realizing that something was terribly wrong and fear welled up in him. It was not good, fear and anger went hand in hand, and he felt that familiar tickle behind his sinuses that told him he had to calm his shit down or risk losing control. If it came down to it... he could let go... sure. Then again, if it came down to it, it was likely Collin would just portal them out of there. Toby pushed himself up and turned to press a hand to the blond's bare back, knowing it would be necessary in order for him to travel to the other realm should they need to escape quickly.

Collin was fumbling with the damn rifle, eyes on the figure that was now being harassed by a seemingly angry Juno. He would be surprised to find that she hadn't done near the damage that she could do though, any scrape of her claws actually unintentional. The black mass of fluttering feathers was in the way though, and Collin was afraid he'd either miss or hit her or that the demon mutt would hurt her. “Stop!” He yelled at the top of his lungs, bringing the rifle up to level on Shin. While he was actually talking to Juno, his half awake state not one with enough clarity to push at her, it wasn't at all specific.
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Shin was so very focused on getting to the figure on the bed that he had not noticed the winged fury perched at the headboard. His intentions were dark, yes, Juno was right about that, but what other choice did he have? Maybe for anyone or anything else there were better ways to settle things, but for Shin all he’d been taught was violence..eliminating those in his way. Well...the blond witch was certainly in his way. Even in his drugged state he could feel something so wrong inside of him, different than he’d ever felt before, and it was growing stronger, it had propelled him to the bed just as much as his anger. Shin couldn’t realize it at the moment, as tangled up as his emotions were, and had been, since the botched summoning, but under all the anger, there was a deep need to seek out the other. It was what had sent him careening across the miles in the first place, the need too great for him to control.

Even had Juno not suddenly attacked him, when he’d gotten to the bed he wouldn’t have been able to harm Collin. Try as he might he would simply be unable to cause the other any injury. It would have been infuriating. Toby, though, would be free game. Shin was in such a state that couldn’t even consider anything but the ingrained instinct to kill. It had been all he’d really done since he was a child. Killing was his answer. But all of that was thwarted by the flapping, screaming mess of beak and talons and feathers that was suddenly latched to him, the wings beating him about the head and face and making the oni cry out, startled and totally thrown off guard. He hadn’t even seen the creature until she was on him. Hands came up first to tear her off...but..he couldn’t do it… it was like he could not even touch her.

So instead Shin simply tried to protect himself, feeling the tiny snags as the sharp points of her talons caught on him. He stumbled back a bit beneath the onslaught, and even lost the demonic edge to his appearance, his own claws shrinking as he tried to simply push the bird off of him. But she had him covered, tugging his hair and clinging to his shirt. She was a part of Collin, and he could no more hurt her than he could just the one he was bound to. It was then that the shouted command came, and Shin had no choice but to obey, even as panic jolted through him. It was like in the tub, when he had been able to do nothing but answer the question for the witch..or when he’d been told to stand, and to stay still. Shin had done it, even when the handlers had approached him, because Collin had demanded it. Shin was powerless to disobey. Like before, he went still, hands dropping uselessly to his sides.

It was likely more that than the other’s order that had Juno calming. The wild, distracting flapping stopped as she settled herself, pausing atop the half oni’s shoulder to ruffle and resettle her feathers. Shin did nothing but tilt his face from her, unable to do much more than that even if she had decided to peck. He had no doubt it would take little for her to take out an eye, so he squeezed them shut, knowing he’d not be able to do anything about it should she go for them. Thankfully a moment later she launched from him and toward the bed, fluttering down onto the rumpled sheets and waddling her way across them with a little burring sound, seemingly unconcerned with the situation. When she left him Shin turned and blinked open his eyes, noticing for the first time that the light was on. It was then that he saw the gun aimed at him, the blond and over his shoulder the smaller witch. But he could do nothing...he was stuck, plain and vulnerable, the simple white cotton t-shirt they'd put him in now stretched and snagged and littered with tiny pinpricks of red from where Juno had accidently caught him with her nails. They were superficial at best, though, and would likely heal over in minutes.


Leveling a dark glare at the other, Shin stared him down. He wasn’t aware that Collin had no idea what just his command was capable of. If he’d told Shin to dance over the edge of the bedroom loft he would have, falling to the floor below. It was so very upsetting that Shin was trembling, fighting himself to regain power over his body. He was confused, and scared, and still doped up. But it was no use struggling..he couldn’t even make himself take a step back or forward. The moment he gave up was obvious, shoulders sagging, expression sinking from anger to something almost helplessly lost. “Release me…” he requested, voice hushed and not as filled with rage as the other times he had spit out words at Collin.



Toby, safe behind his lover and struggling to keep himself calm, was watching everything with intent, sharp eyes. He noticed the sudden shift when Collin had shouted, surprised but thankful. Collin had the gun trained on the thing, and he knew the blond would not hesitate to use it. But even as Juno moved to the bed the creature didn’t budge. On closer look, Toby saw that he seemed to be shaking, and also saw the moment he gave up, sagging. He looked very human in that moment, and Toby realized he was no longer the filthy mess he’d been just earlier that day. He was clean, dressed, and the tangled mess of hair had been washed and combed, now smooth and black and shiny, cut in bangs that fell just over his brows. At the moment he looked sort of pathetic...maybe even a bit sad and afraid. “What did he say..” he murmured, having pressed along Collin’s bare back, peering over his shoulder
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