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 [18+] The Calamity; Ichor and Ire, For Voodoo
Bleedpretty
 Posted: Jul 21 2016, 11:38 AM
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There was no knowing the limits to this strange bond that now existed between them. It would be something that was felt out and discovered along the way, Collin stumbling just as blindly as Shin was. It would have been much better had they had other instances of such a thing to refer to, if he could at least know exactly what something like this entailed, what to expect, it would make things much easier. For the moment, though, Collin was a little confused when the mutt stopped moving entirely. Juno's behavior was also perplexing, because while she had attacked the creature, she hadn't dug her beak into him at all. It was surprising, Juno was definitely a biter. The partner that he'd had before Toby now had a fucked up ear because Juno hadn't taken kindly to the way that the man had been acting towards him. Before Collin had been able to do a single thing, she'd swooped over and tore a chunk of his ear right off. That came to mind when he now looked upon the oni and saw nothing but little pinpricks of blood dotting the white shirt. She was acting so nonchalant too, as if there wasn't a monster who had just appeared in their bedroom.

Collin couldn't focus on her though, not with the half-demon standing there before him. The seconds that passed as the mutt trembled and glared at him were tense, and it felt as if they moved very slowly. It took him a moment to realize that Shin wasn't going to move, and he didn't at all understand why. The thing had just been creeping up on them, the still frames pushed upon him by Juno had been with the other in the more demonic looking state, her impressions of him malicious. Obviously there was ill will, but for some reason the other was no longer acting upon it and Collin was not yet making the connection. Which was why the mutt's words, when spoken, were so confusing to him.

All he could do for the moment was attempt to process the words, not understanding what they meant. Maybe the oni mutt had meant them in a literal way, that he wanted free of Pandora's clutches, but then why had he come here? Collin wasn't keeping him captive, the thing had obviously escaped the sub levels of Pandora's prison somehow... he could have made his getaway. ...Right? There was an uneasy feeling settling in Collin's stomach, twisting in on itself as he felt an icy shard of clarity resonate through him. The other meant something else, something aside from Pandora's hold. He had to. Collin wasn't ready to make assumptions though.

When he heard Toby's voice Collin realized that he had just been staring at the creature with heavy, furrowed brows and a minute frown, as if replaying the request over and over again in his head would somehow make him better understand. “He asked to be released.” Collin murmured, giving a puzzled shake of his head, a shrug of his shoulders, but not pulling his gaze from where the oni stood. “What do you mean, release you?” He shouldn't even be trying to communicate with the damn thing, it was a fucking half-demon. Nothing good ever came from half-demons, and he thought that whilst having worked hand-in-hand with them before. There was, undoubtedly, some bias towards them, having bore witness to what they were capable of on more than one occasion. No, there was no love for demons of any variety in Collin's heart. That much was for certain.

“How did you get here?” Or maybe why was the better question. The thing should have been in stasis by now, if he had captured it once why would it bother returning to him? Was it that hellbent on revenge over freedom? Collin didn't understand. Maybe it had access to the shadow realm as he did, though Collin had never heard of such a thing. Besides... if it did why wasn't it using that realm to escape now? There were so many questions buzzing through his busy, busy mind. “Did you use the other realm?” Collin was slowly standing, the gun still fixed on the thing. Maybe it was becoming a little more obvious at this point that he had no idea that the command was what had stopped Shin, that he didn't understand the real reason why the other hadn't yet moved.

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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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Maybe if Shin had the power to use the bond between them to send him just anywhere, he would have gone somewhere safer to himself, a place he could hide and shake off the a effects of whatever they had been dripping into him. But the fact was Shin had very little control over where he went. It was a one way line, leading inevitably to the one he was bound to. The only thing he understood about it was that he could feel it, even now... Like an elastic band stretching from within him toward the one with the gun. In the disturbing place he had found himself, even being near the angry, dangerous witch had been a better option.

Shin continued to stand, awkwardly uncertain of what he would even be able to do under the command that Collin had shouted. It was vague, it there had been force behind it, and now he wasn't sure if he would be allowed to move forward or not… could he sit? The other didn't seem to be in a hurry to remove the order, but when he tried to lift his hand he found he could,to a degree, fingers catching on the hem of the loose shirt and twisting there. Obviously the blond didn't want him moving too much, though, because when he tried to take a step he found he simply couldn't, like his legs just wouldn't listen to him. It was the strangest, most frustrating sensation, to be within his body but not able to will it into movement.

It appeared that rather than simply keeping him still and calling the intimidating woman and her monkeys back, the other was more interested in questioning him some more. But the questions were nothing Shin could answer… not really. Pressing his lips together and glaring, he was stubbornly silent. Unless Collin demanded he speak, he really didn't have to say anything. At least until the question about realms. It sounded… ominous... and it piqued the half demon’s curiosity despite his dire situation. “Realm?” he repeated, head cocking slightly. He knew he should maintain his defensive, and maybe he could just blame it on the drugs making him less acute, but Shin couldn't help it as slowly his curiosity tugged at him.


Narrowing his eyes a little, he tried to figure out if the other was just playing him. Did the witch truly not understand the tether that tugged at him? Did he not feel it at all? For all intent and purpose, Shin was at this point little better off than a dog with a choke chain. Less, in fact, because at least the dog had the free will enough to turn its teeth on the hand holding the leash. The other slowly standing had Shin all but drawing in on himself, dark eyes flicking to the gun still trained on him. He'd been shot before… it was unpleasant, but he was more worried about what he assumed to be bullets in the barrel were dangerous to him… the bespelled cuffs from earlier had been incredibly unpleasant feeling.

He was helpless until he was released from the command, and he knew if he didn't say something to stall the other it would likely just be a repeat from before… he would be neutralized and hauled away, and maybe this time he wouldn't wake up before they had done whatever it was they'd been prepping him for. Shin didn't understand any of that, and therefore it naturally scared him, as it would anyone waking to find themselves cleaned and dressed on some gurney, being pumped full of who knew what in some creepy white basement. Yes, he'd spent the majority of his life fighting and killing… but it didn't mean he wasn't human enough to be alone and scared and confused.

“Can't you feel it?” He asked, swallowing as he attempted to appeal to whatever was keeping the other from just blasting him with the gun. He had assumed, wrongly, that because the other had found them, stopped the ritual, fucked everything they'd worked so hard for up, that he would know what was going on. Tangling his fingers in the hem and worrying at the fabric, he closed his eyes and reached inside again, finding the invisible cord that was yet still taught between them. He gave it a little mental tug, illustrating what he meant. Maybe he was the only one, though… maybe because he had been the vessel, the willing sacrifice… maybe the other was entirely unaffected by this thing now tying them together.

Shin wanted release not only from the place he was stuck, a foot or two from the bed… but from all of it… he didn't want to be tied to this grizzly, angry witch. He didn't understand that there was nothing of his old life to return to, either. His coven was destroyed… and he would not be welcomed by the other followers of Raiju. Had he not vanished from Japan they would have hunted him down as a betrayer, his honor in tatters and his usefulness null.


Toby had been watching it all very closely, frowning at the things behavior. He hadn't moved an inch, coming forward or trying to retreat from the gun aimed at him. It was incredibly awkward, the way he just… stood there. And when he noticed the way the slender fingers caught at the edge of the shirt he furrowed his brows, replaying the last few minutes, or what he could sort out from behind Collin. There had been the mad fluttering of Juno ...but when Collin had shouted it had been the other that had immediately reacted. Juno had then significantly called, and was now just.. preening herself a few feet from Collin as if this were no more worrisome than Sunday dinner. His hand slid over his lover's arm, giving him the gentlest push down to lower the gun. “Tell him to sit.” He murmured, barely a whisper in the other's scarred ear.
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This entire thing was so surreal. It had been strange enough this morning when the thing had appeared in their flat, but this was almost worse. It wasn't the first time, yes, so the appearance itself was maybe not as shocking as earlier but Collin had truly believed that the half-demon had been dealt with. The creatures that were sent down into Pandora's prisons were rarely ever heard from again. Collin imagined that they sat quietly in their pods over in Britain, monitored and guarded carefully, but pretty much all but forgotten. That was the fate he had imagined for the creature now standing next to he and Toby's bed. How could he keep the two of them safe if this monster could just appear next to him whenever he wanted.

Collin's hard gaze shifted down to briefly take in the way the thing twisted at the hem of its shirt, as if it might actually be nervous or some bullshit. A feigned act no doubt, some desperate trick to try and throw him off guard. Maybe that was why it had stopped and was just standing there awkwardly. A trick of some kind. His nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed, not at all fooled. Not even for a second. The image that Juno had pushed of the thing in his demonic state was still etched into his mind, sharp claws and teeth, eyes an odd shade of green. He wouldn't soon forget that.

Apparently he wasn't going to get the answers he was looking for, because the oni mutt didn't bother to respond to anything he'd asked. The fact that he questioned the mention of the shadow realm told Collin enough. Maybe he could have lied, but typically things that had access to that realm didn't lie about it. It was more likely to be boasted about than not. Not that being able to pop over was worth bragging over really, it was handy enough but it wasn't exactly powerful on its own. Weavers were sought after for their abilities to travel more covertly if necessary, and to move in and out of seemingly secure locations, but Casters and Summoners actually had more practical and useful magic. Collin had no response for the creature in that regard, and like the other opted for silence in reply.

A muscle twitched in his jaw when the oni asked if he could feel it... whatever it was. Collin was quiet, watching each shift of the other with rapt attention. His chin lifted slightly when the mutt closed its eyes, finger on the trigger feeling just a little bit itchy. If this was some kind of game he didn't understand it, and he was about two seconds of shooting mcspooky here up with some seriously powerful tranquilizers. Shoot the thing up, call Ava, and oversee the stasis procedure through himself. That was what was going through his head right as he felt that strange little tug. If that was even what one could call it. It was so faint and yet so sharply clear that there was no denying it. What he felt was only an echo of what the other did, but he felt it all the same. It was enough to have Collin drawing in a sharp little breath, pausing to try and process.

It was around then that Toby was pushing lightly at his arm, encouraging him to lower the gun. Collin bore a perplexed look, not at all understanding. Did the other really buy this thing's nervous and afraid sham? They had both been in the field long enough to know how deceptive intelligent creatures could be, human and nonhuman alike. Toby was leaning close and whispering to him though, and he let the gun dip further. He hadn't paid much mind to Juno, but only because having an intruder in his bedroom was terribly alarming. “Sit down.” He said gruffly, eyes locking on the half-demon. The hand on the gun was still tense, ready to flinch back up in a heartbeat if the other moved in a way he didn't really like. They needed to call this in, they needed to figure out what had happened with the stasis procedure.
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Yes, Toby had seen plenty of pretty fucked up things when he'd been working as an agent. Sometimes the more innocent looking things turned out to be the most dangerous. Like what seemed like a scared, pretty young woman needing help that turned out to be a vicious monster that left her mark in the shape of the bite scarred into his forearm. So yeah...Toby knew exactly how monsters could be… But he also had a gut feeling, and he'd learned to trust it. He wasn't being stupid or unsafe… he knew his boyfriend could have that gun up in the blink of an eye… he wasn't about to approach the thing across the bed from them. But he just… needed to see if his suspicion was at all founded.

It wasn't like the creature couldn't have used that moment to strike at them, the moment Juno had fluttered away and landed on the bed. And then there was Juno herself. Toby knew good and well how terribly protective and possessive of Collin she was. It had taken forever for her to lighten up and accept him. If he hadn't liked the grumpy blond as much as he did then Juno might just have succeeded in driving him away. He knew better than to even try to touch her, still even now a bit wary when she settled in near him. But here she was, calmly preening her ruffled feathers with the creature only a few feet away. She hadn't done more than give the thing a few little scratches in all of that attack, but she'd practically maimed Collin's former partner for having an attitude.

Keeping one hand pressed to the middle of Collin's back, Toby let his thumb drift back and forth across the warm skin. He was used to the various scars on the larger one, barely even noticing them any longer. He wanted Collin to stay calm… the best thing for all of them was to just… stay calm. When the gun dipped a bit lower he drew that hand back too, lightly curling it over the thick bicep. He was curious as to what might happen, even though it was a shit situation, one that shouldn't be happening. But it was, and they would simply have to deal with it. Turning his face a bit, he pressed his nose and mouth to the slope where Collin's neck met shoulder, blue eyes sharply focused on the thing as Collin ordered it to sit.


The command that the blond gave him this time was powerful enough that there was absolutely nothing Shin could do to disobey. No sooner had the witch spoken than the oni was dropping down, like a puppet with it's strings cut. He ended up on his ass, hands jerking up as he flinched. A weak, angry little noise came from his throat, and once he was settled he flicked a nasty little glare over the edge of the bed where he could barely see the others. He felt ridiculous… even a bit humiliated, being unable to even control himself and stay on his feet.

Not only that, but even though he had barely been able to shift before, he felt even more vulnerable now. Both hands were now caught in the hem of his Pandora issued shirt, worrying at it. “Shall I roll over and beg next?” Shin spat, rightly upset but with no real recourse at his disposal. Inside he really was beginning to panic, heart thumping loud in his ears. He was scared of being sent back to that place… scared of the machinery and the drugs, of being totally incapacitated. Shin swallowed and pressed his lips into a thin line, dark eyes darting from one witch to the other. The most upsetting part was that he understood that they didn't care. Obviously they didn't. If they did they wouldn't have sent him off with those others in the first place.

Choking down his pride, Shin tried to calm himself, uncertain of how to even try to appeal to the two. “Release me and I will go…” he said with all the evenness of tone that he could muster. Surely the blond could do that… he didn't seem to want Shin any more than Shin wanted to be bound to him. All he could figure was that the other could break whatever had formed between them. He was no witch… he had no knowledge of spells or summonings or rituals. The only magic he possessed was inherent to his nature, what he had been born with. It was pure and simple and didn't require anything but his thought. He wouldn't be much help when it came to breaking whatever tied them together.


Little did any of them know the furious nest of hornets that the subfloors of Pandora had become. One of the handlers Shin had attacked was dead, the other almost so. A search was in progress through the shut down corridors, but when the cctv footage was brought up it was pretty clear that the creature had simply ...blinked away. Ava had been called in, and after being shown the room and the recordings she would immediately take up her cell and dial Collin, hoping that she was wrong in her guess as to where the thing had reappeared...
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The second he saw the oni go down the way he did, something dropped in Collin's stomach. There had been this building feeling in his gut, he hadn't wanted to face the hard facts and had taken the easy way out, but it was getting to a point where he could no longer deny the truth of the situation. Sure, he could attempt to for a while longer maybe, but it wasn't likely to get him much of anywhere. If that strange little tug hadn't been evidence enough for him, the way the thing all but fell to the floor to obey his words had been. “Fuck.” He muttered, raising the gun so that the barrel could rest on one broad shoulder, his free hand rubbing at his face. Collin drew in a deep breath. Maybe this wasn't so bad, he told himself, maybe he could get to a Bane and have them undo it all. Pandora had a few good ones at their disposal, this might be a temporary issue. He could no longer deny that there was some kind of bond between them, but that didn't mean it was a permanent problem and Collin refused to see it as such.

The mutt's words had Collin's hand dropping away from his face, fixing a glare on the one across the bed from him. “I don't know... shall you?” He offered in response. Piss and vinegar got nowhere with him, it only fed his already caustic attitude. There were plenty of individuals, of human affinity or otherwise, that might have been pleased to death to find that there was a being unable to refuse their word but Collin was not one of them. If the half-demon thought he wanted this any more than he did, he was completely wrong. What Collin really wanted was to get rid of the thing now sitting on their bedroom floor and forget all about the fucked up case in Japan.

The request to, once again, be released had Collin scoffing. “Release you? Oh that's really fucking rich sweetheart but I don't think so. You do remember mauling that other mutt friend of yours right? You know, when you cut off his head. You've broken more laws than I can even count, I'm pretty sure Pandora considers you a danger to society, so no. You're not going anywhere until I sort this out.” What he didn't say was that when the other did end up going somewhere, it would probably be back to stasis. Collin tossed the gun down onto the bed, sending Juno fluttering up a bit, she hopped her way over towards the mutt and settled nearby to examine him with a cocked head. Here was the real test, if the half demon was feigning obedience then now was an opportunity for him to strike out.

“Where would you even go? We're a good six-something thousand miles away from Japan, love. You don't speak English, as far as I can tell, you have nothing, your crazy cult coven is dead... how would you even survive here?” Which, in itself, was really none of his concern or problem but the fact was that desperation led to bad things. Collin had already seen what the other was capable of. How long until he was called to hunt the thing down anyways? “Besides, you think I'm going to just let you go knowing that you can come back to me at anytime you pleased? No. You just stay right where you are.” What if he didn't wake up next time? What if next time, Juno decided she liked the stupid thing and let him maul he and Toby? It wasn't something he'd ever imagined would happen, but with the way she drew so close and seemed so peaceful with the oni, Collin wasn't so certain anymore. No, as much as he wanted to be rid of this thing and all that the bond must entail, he couldn't just let him walk away.

While Toby couldn't understand the demon's portion of the conversation, he did understand Collin's end and could infer somewhat from there. His brows had ticked up a notch when the half-demon had plopped down on his ass so suddenly, coming to the same conclusions as Collin. Unlike the other, though, he saw the thinly veiled apprehension for what it was. Yes, the thing was glaring spitefully and the words sounded bitter, but his eyes had a gleam of real fear. Letting his hands slide along Collin's back as he moved, Toby shifted to the other side to be able to get a better view of the one now on the floor. “Ask him for his name.” He suggested, pulling his gaze from the half-demon to look up at the blond beside him. Collin bore an incredulous look when he glanced to Toby. “Who cares what his name is? His name is mutt.” Collin was still on edge and wary, his disposal of the gun intentional, but he was still all too ready to cast a portal for their hasty escape should they need it.

When the phone rang Collin's shoulders twitched a bit, heart pounding a bit for the start. He offered the thing across from him a look before moving to pluck up his work phone. It was Ava. That was not usually a good sign at this time of night. There wasn't even the chance to get a greeting in, because she was already talking the second she heard the phone pick up. “Is he there?” She asked, sighing when Collin confirmed her suspicions. She relayed what had happened, that the one handler was dead and the other one was close to it. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Collin's eyes flicked over to the mutt, hard and cold when they fell upon him. There was a good damn reason for his mistrust of the thing. Ava wanted him to bring the oni back in, this needed to be addressed though she was no longer sure about stasis. Not because of what had happened, but because she wasn't certain that it would be stable enough now. Ava had some suspicions and she needed to see if they were correct. When Collin hung up, he started moving to get dressed, muttering as he pulled on a pair of jeans and the first t-shirt he got his hands on.
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Though it was a relief to no longer have the gun trained directly on him, Shin was perfectly able to feel the wave of angry irritation thrown at him from the witch. It was jarring, like a slap to the face, and there was no way at all for him to even shield himself from the onslaught of it as it dragged through him, beating down on him. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced before ...not on this level. There had been always the faintest sense of other in him, what he assumed had been the touch of his father. But this… this was like a completely open gateway, and Shin had no way of barricading himself from it. One thing he understood clearly, though, apparently the blond was just as frustrated with the situation as he was himself.

Shin had not yet stopped to even think about what came next. From the moment the ritual had been interrupted and sundered he had been only reacting, running on instinct and anxiety and anger. Apparently he was in trouble, according to the other. For killing. His brows furrowed and he gave the taller one looking down at him a lost sort of look. He had never operated within any sort of law, only the rules given to him by those that had helped create him. He didn't understand that what he'd done was wrong. Maybe that was no excuse, but it was the only one he had. Now he was being forced to hear just how fucked he was. The anger that was pouring over him became tinged with disgust that was pouring off the other. Shin had only grown up with distance between himself and others. There had been punishment, and small rewards, but there had never really been emotion shown toward him. He was merely a weapon… a tool, the vessel waiting for their lord and master. He had no way to even process the feelings tumbling down the link from the one speaking to him, drowning him in it.

Everything was beginning to sink in, though. How utterly and devastatingly alone he was. It was true, everything that the witch was saying, and Shin felt the weight of it on his heart, bringing him to lower his gaze. Not in shame, but more in something like defeat. He had nothing, not even complete control over his own body. There was nowhere for him to go… no way for him to get there. He didn't even understand where he was except for the fact that it was very… very far from anywhere he'd ever called home. What was he to do? Even if he could escape the witch he couldn't get far, he had no money… not even shoes. With the way he looked he would undoubtedly be picked up and taken in as some crazy. He didn't know a lot about how society functioned, but he'd been taught that it was best not to stand out.

When the gun was tossed onto the bed the half oni jumped just a little bit, more because of the bird fluttering than the weapon hitting the covers. Dark eyes flicked to her warily, skipping to the gun briefly before moving to her again and widening just a fraction as she made her way closer to him. She was looking at him and he stared back, trying to understand the odd feeling she gave him. He could not understand where she fit in, and he had no reference for the way she was treating him as being any different than the way she treated anyone else. At least she seemed content to merely watch him, and he let his attention be drawn back to the two as they spoke. He could only understand the blond's portion of the conversation, but what he said did not reassure or comfort him. Mutt was not his name… it was insulting, and he had never felt such a simple word sting so much as that one did, tossed out and degrading. Looking from the larger one to the dark haired one with the mesmerizingly blue eyes, Shin watched him for a moment, trying to get a read on him. After just a moment he looked away, though, deciding against even bothering to offer his name and risk more irritation and ridicule from the blond.

When the call came it didn't take much for Shin to understand that it was about him. A chill moved over him, settling itself in his heart as he realized that he was in even more trouble. There would be no defending what he'd done, likely as now… it probably would not matter in the least to the witch or that small but frightening woman that he had only attacked out of fear and self defense. What else should he have done, waking like he had? Now it would be added to his long list of sins the man evidently was building against him. Feeling the new anger and irritation rippling off of the witch, Shin shrank into himself a bit. Long legs folded as he drew his knees up, arms wrapping around them as nervous eyes followed the larger one around the room. “Please...don't make me go back there...” he said in a hushed voice, brows coming together in a worried furrow.


Toby, having quietly watched the exchange, frowned at the response to his request to ask the thing’s name. Not everything that had been said to him after the bite he had shared with his lover...the little things he kept to himself that he knew would only cause trouble if he were to relate them to the short tempered witch. Mutt was something he'd heard more than once, and hearing it come from Collin's mouth put a bad taste in his own. Yes… obviously this creature was dangerous, had broken more than one of Pandora's laws… but when he turned his own eyes to him and saw the worried little expression on the pale face he felt moved. Just because they didn't understand the thing didn't make him worthy of ill treatment.

With a little purse of his lips and a glance at Collin as he answered the call, the smaller one moved to the stairs and descended to the kitchen. He wasn't worried about the thing moving… obviously he had to stay put until Collin let him up. He knew that the thing had looked half starved and ragged that morning, and that he hadn't had anything offered to him at Pandora. Taking a moment to pull out a cup from the cabinet and fill it with water, Toby reached into the fridge and snagged a container of the leftovers from their supper that he'd made up for himself for lunch the following day. It was just Collin's lentil curry, but he could bet the creature was starved enough to eat anything. When he came back up the the stairs he was careful not to get too close, but settled into a squat out of arm's reach. He sat the the cup down, then the bowl and a spoon, offering the tiniest of encouraging smiles. Collin would probably have a fit, but Toby couldn't stand the look on the things face, lost and alone.
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When Toby walked off, Collin watched him carefully, not at all understanding where he was going. Maybe he just didn't want to deal with this. It wasn't as if he were an active agent anymore, there wasn't any need for him to be involved unnecessarily. Toby had the right idea of having not told Collin everything, it was true that had he known every last account of the verbal abuse the other had endured, Collin would have made a huge stink about it. He also wouldn't have picked the word 'mutt' to dub the half-demon though. To say that Collin wasn't handling this well was something of an understatement. He could usually roll with the punches without tripping up too much, but this was a special exception because... he was scared. What would he do if stasis didn't work? How would he ever get his normal life back if he couldn't break the bond? There was no knowing what it would take, and the unknown was frightening territory in this case.

Apparently now the creature was going to go with the pathetic route, which may have been slightly more effective had Collin not already dealt with it on multiple occasions now. He would not be soon forgetting the way that the thing had looked just moments ago, creeping up on the two of them in the dark. What he didn't understand, though, was the way that Juno was behaving towards the thing, now hopping off of the bed and crawling her way towards the mutt, making little noises and tugging at his clothing curiously. It irritated Collin further, but maybe only because he was used to her being so aggressive. This was out of character. Pausing in the middle of tugging his shirt on, Collin frowned at the bird and silently willed her back to him, extending a hand to her. Juno obeyed, for once, taking flight to return to him. He pulled her back into his skin, tilting his head and fixing his gaze on the creature across from him as she settled as ink into his flesh with that familiar burning sensation. Collin usually left her out, but he was admittedly a little annoyed at her friendliness.

The plea was met with a shake of his head and he finished tugging on his tee. “I don't have a choice.” It wasn't even a matter of what he wanted which, yeah, was to cart the thing back to Pandora and be rid of it. “I don't make the rules, and you've broken a lot of them. Murder and unlawful summoning for starters.” Ignorance was not an excuse, not in his book and not in Pandora's. Sometimes they would make exception, but not usually. Not unless the transgressions were small and the circumstances were just right. Even if he'd had a choice to not take the mutt back, he would have done so anyways. It was his job to contain these sorts of creatures, to protect the human society from them. The worst part about this was that he could feel the tiniest tug of apprehension echoed within him from the thing. It was faint, but it was present all the same. It only served to further frustrate him.

Collin dug through his closet to find an old pair of his boots. They might be a bit big but he wasn't about to give anything of Toby's away. When he turned back around it was to face Toby squatting near the thing. Collin gaped at him, freezing for just a second before dropping the boots in hand. “Don't move!” He barked at the oni mutt, a surge of fear flooding him. How easy would it be for the thing to swipe Toby with the claws it'd had going on earlier? It had already killed who even knew how many, Collin was well aware of what it was capable of. He moved over between Toby and the creature. “What are you doing Toby?” He hissed, bending enough to touch at the other's arm, encouraging him to stand. “This isn't a petting zoo.” Toby exhaled a little breath but stood, following Collin as the blond led him away a few feet. “It literally just killed two Pandora agents, it's dangerous.” Well, the one agent was still alive but he wasn't expected to be for long.

Toby glanced up to meet Collin's eyes, arching his brows just a bit. “Humans feed even their worst criminals, don't you think he at least deserves to be fed?” Collin's hand was still resting lightly against Toby's arm. “It's not human.” He pointed out. “Does that make him worthy of mistreatment?” Toby asked in response, lifting his chin and examining Collin's features. Collin didn't understand why the other was acting in such a way, why he seemed to be sympathetic towards it. It was confusing. “It's a demon mutt, you know how they are. They're dangerous.” The word mutt sent another wave of unpleasantness washing over Toby and his lips twitched with a frown. “Werewolves are dangerous. Would I be worthy of cruelty as well? What if I were to shift outside of the moon's cycle?” The words had Collin shaking his head a bit. Was that what this was about? Empathizing because they were both highly dangerous beings that were looked down upon by a majority of Pandora? “Toby... it's different. You know that it's different...” The way Toby was looking at him made something squirm uncomfortably in his stomach. “Because we're together?” He breathed in response. They just stood like that for a moment, eyes locked.

“You can move, don't try to get close to us but you can eat if you'd like.” Collin relented after a moment, belatedly turning his head to glance at the thing on the floor. He hated giving commands like that, hated that something was required to obey him in such a way... but if it meant that it prevented the thing from mauling he and Toby then so be it. It was different with Juno, even she had some free will. This thing seemed to be completely at the mercy of his word. After casting another lingering look at Toby, Collin moved over to set the old boots within reach of the creature. “Try these on when you're done.” His own boots were downstairs, he'd grab them when they were on their way.
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The bird that had earlier all but attacked him was now much less aggressive. As she snuck closer to him he peered at her, and the tiny noises that she made were surprisingly comforting somehow… now that she was not flapping and shrieking at him he could see how lovely she was, the feathers midnight black but with the faint sheen of an oil slick. They looked soft, too, and he had the ridiculous urge to nuzzle his face into the fluffed plumes that covered her breast. When the blond called her back Shin watched her go to him, and as she sank into his flesh and became ink his eyes widened just a bit, moving from where she had settled up to the eyes watching him.

The words the witch spoke were upsetting. Shin was filled with a sinking feeling of helplessness. It was so very apparent that the other did not give a shit what happened to him. He understood he supposed. Had he cared at all about the fate of most of his siblings? No, not most of them, but there had been those he pitied. Those he had not treated harshly when he came across them, so malformed and hideous. They had known their fate as much as he had, and to them, at least, Shin had been gentle. They had not been able to help how they had been born, not lucky enough to be well formed as he and the others. In the end he had killed them because he had not really had a choice, but they had been mercy killings. There was, though, the slightest edge of anxiety he could feel from the witch, but maybe that was only an echo of his own, some sort of feedback. It wasn't like he knew how the bond worked.

When the food was brought and set before him Shin turned to the other witch, locking eyes with him for the briefest moment. It was the most kindness he'd yet been offered, and at that moment he felt the strangest draw to him… a familiarity that obviously had no basis as he had never seen the other before that morning. Blinking, he turned his eyes down to the food that Toby had brought. Suddenly he realized how ravenous he was, and thirsty. He had not eaten in days. Now, with food and water offered to him he made the smallest noise of want, hand already lifting to go for the cup.

Collin's sudden command had the half oni freezing, though, hand stopped short where it had lifted toward the water. There had not been even the thought of violence in his mind, only the burning thirst that seeing the water had caused. The drugs had left his tongue and throat parched and cottony, and all he wanted was to gulp down the water he could see right in front of him. Dark eyes flicked up, taking in the way the larger witch moved in between them as though to shield the brunette from the perceived viciousness of him.

He watched the two as the one he was bound to pulled away the kinder one, and Shin could not help the surge of protectiveness that filled him for the blue eyed witch. He wanted to stand and push the blond away from the shorter one, come between the two and prevent him from even looking or speaking to him. Shin could not know that what he was feeling was mostly transference of the strong protective urge that Collin felt for his boyfriend. It was something that would come to be incredibly confusing for the half demon, untangling what were truly his own emotions from the ones of the other. But he was helpless, unable to even really move until released. So when the smaller one relented and went to a chair in the comfortable reading nook set up in the corner of the bedroom loft Shin only was able to watch.


When Collin relented and told him to eat if he wanted Shin turned all his focus to just that. The hand that had started to reach for the cup continued its previous movement and grabbed up the water, tilting it to his lips eagerly. It was gone in a few deep swallows and Shin was setting the empty cup aside in favor of the lentil curry and spoon. It didn't matter what it tasted like or that it was cold from the fridge. He began scooping large bites into his mouth, barely bothering to chew before swallowing them down to make room for the next. He was about half done in just a couple of minutes, but paused when the blond came closer, defensively tucking the bowl into his chest and eying him as if it was him that was the dangerous one. But, to Shin, Collin was the biggest threat he had ever known.

There was the tiniest flinch when the clunky boots were dropped near him, and he eyed them for a moment before continuing to devour the remains of the curry in the bowl. The spoon as dragged around the interior to get every last bit, then sucked clean itself. It only seemed to have whet his appetite though, and Shin gazed into the empty container for a moment. When he glanced up he caught the blue eyes of the smaller witch on him, and as he sat down the bowl Toby stood, closing the distance to retrieve it. He was caught by the look the creature was giving him, though, and paused as he stood up. With a cautious look to the blond, Shin offered a small “Thank you” to the shorter witch. Toby did not know much Japanese, but he did understand what arigato meant, and a gentle little smile touched his lips as he nodded and said, “You're welcome.”

Shin watched as the other turned and headed back down the stairs to put the dishes into the sink, leaving him once again with the larger one. Turning to look at him, Shin reached for the boots and resettled himself so that he could tug them onto his bare feet. They were a bit large… not so much in length, but definitely in width. Shin drew the laces tight, and he was pretty sure it wouldn't be too much of an issue.
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As the oni mutt devoured the rest of the curry, Collin couldn't help but to stare at him. He looked like a kid, some kind of deceptive innocence to his features. Apparently the thing had been hungry after all, and before he could remember that he didn't care, he wondered how long it had been since the creature had eaten. Once the boots were on, fitting well enough for Collin's level of investment, he led the thing downstairs with the firm instructions to not touch him or Toby or any object in the apartment. Toby watched the two come down, tilting his head up to catch the kiss goodbye that Collin offered him. They always parted ways on a good note, there had been too many close calls and they both knew just how fragile life really was. When Collin moved down the hall, Toby offered Shin another small smile, some attempt to be reassuring despite knowing that the other was likely off to stasis.

Moving to where his boots were stashed, he started to tug them on, keeping a wary eye on the other. “Alright, time for a quick chat. Where we're going, you're going to have to keep a hold of me at all times. This realm rejects anything living that enters it unless you're skin-to-skin with a Weaver.” The mutt probably didn't know what he was talking about, but that was okay, so long as he understood that there were reasons for the rules. “If you switch between the shadow realm and earthside without a portal you could end up anywhere. In anything.” He'd heard stories off it before from Tess, people being rejected and winding up with their mass assimilating with a brick wall or something. It was pretty horrifying. “So I'm going to touch you, and you aren't going to try to hurt me.” It was sort of reassuring in a way, to know that if he told the thing to not hurt him that it couldn't. At least... if it hadn't been faking with the obedient act.

Giving the other another long look, Collin reached out to take the other by the forearm, almost expecting resistance or some kind of harmful reaction. Only when he was certain that it wasn't coming would he lead the other into the shadow realm, glancing over his shoulder at Toby before vanishing with the half-demon. He had another motorcycle over here, this one nicer than the ones he bought and sold in various cities upon arrival and departure. There was a truck in the parking garage, but Collin was going to use the portals to get into the back area of Pandora. He was careful about the way he got on the bike, maintaining contact at all times, switching his hold as necessary so that Shin could mount as well. Once the other was on, he adjusted the grip so that one of the oni's hands was beneath his shirt, resting against his stomach. It was uncomfortable for both of them, but it was the easiest way. Had he not realized that he could order the thing to not cause him harm, Collin would have probably had to sedate the mutt. It would have been a much bigger pain in the ass to travel with him like that.

It didn't take long to get to Pandora's headquarters from there, the little glowing markers he left behind let him know when they had reached their destination. Again, Collin was as careful as ever with the dismount and exit of the realm, ordering Shin to stay beside him and to again not touch anyone or anything once they slipped back onto earthside. Ava was waiting for them in the back hall that led to the sublevels, her dark brows furrowing when she saw that Collin had brought the mutt completely unrestrained. When she asked, he informed her of the limitations he'd discovered, how the mutt had to obey his word. This was met with a curious look to the now compliant demon. There was so much that they didn't understand about this sort of thing, this was the first case she had ever heard of and after some thorough research, she'd realized that there really was no other case like this. What little had been logged in the tomes in the archives had not been at all helpful.

“I think we need a good Bane.” Collin mentioned as they got into the elevator and Ava pressed in a security code along with her finger prints. They could try stasis again, but he was somewhat worried that the other would just end up getting out and coming back to him unexpectedly. Collin wanted the bond broken before the mutt was put under... just to make sure. There was nothing else he could think of trying aside from a Bane, no one else really had the sort of power that could undo a spell as powerful as a summoning and binding ritual. Thankfully Ava was on the same page, no use in risking one of her only Weavers again like this. “Already have one here.” Ava stated in response. “And a summoner.” She added. Collin hadn't even thought to talk to one of them... but it made sense. They would likely have the most knowledge on a situation like this. He made a small noise in his throat in response. The elevator chimed, and Collin's eyes drifted to the half-demon beside him. This was not the stasis floor, but where the interrogation rooms were. The walls were thick and shielded by powerful spells. No windows, no mirrors, no cameras, just an empty room. Sometimes they brought in a chair, but usually not.

There was a figure down the way, and when they drew close Ava stopped to introduce them. “This is Gregory Thatcher. Fortunately he was in the area and kind enough to come in last minute.” Collin looked at the skinny middle-aged man, his hair thinning and his eyes a little shifty. He always felt mildly uncomfortable around Banes though, it was just something about them. Collin grunted a greeting, having no real reason to say anything more and not wanting to potentially come off as rude to someone who could possibly help him.
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Shin felt a small sense of dread when Collin ordered him to go with him, to touch neither of them and nothing in the home. But it didn't stop Shin from looking, and as they moved down the stairs he glanced about, eyes turning to Toby as the smaller one came close and lifted his face for a kiss. Shin stared at them, feeling the strangest little tickle deep in his heart. He'd never kissed anyone, had never been kissed, but even as he watched them he pressed his together, drawing them in. What would it feel like? Would he like it? Belatedly he realized Collin was talking to him, giving him instructions on how they were to travel, that he was not to harm him. As they moved into the portal Shin glanced back to the shorter one, returning the kind smile with just the tiniest twitch up at the corners of his mouth.

But then they were...somewhere else, and it took Shin’s breath away. Something in between..the realm Collin had been speaking of. As he was given a little tug he moved with the broader one, eyes darting about to try to take in everything. The endless stretch of cracked dust ground, the low, threatening clouds. He was amazed, enough that he nearly forgot what was happening to him. He went demurely to the bike, allowing the other to manipulate him until they were both settled on the vehicle. When Collin had pulled his hand beneath his shirt he had resisted for the briefest moment, but when it was pressed to the other's bare skin Shin went still, caught by the intense sense of how right it felt to be touching him.

It was all that he could focus on on the ride to Pandora, feeling the warmth seeping in from where his hand was pressed to the blond's skin. The ride was far too short, and when Collin took him by the wrist and pulled his hand away Shin felt the loss acutely. It was disturbing to him, to feel that way, but it was undeniable that he wanted to press close again to the larger one. Everything about what was happening made Shin more and more uncertain of everything he knew, and at this point he was only hanging on by the seat of his pants. Seeing the woman, though, Ava, started Shin's heart to hammering. When Collin commanded him again, Shin turned worried eyes to him, unable to do anything but obey even if the witch led him straight to the stasis rooms.


Apparently that was not their destination, though, because the hall that the doors opened up on was not the one Shin vaguely remembered from that morning. Still, he was filled with apprehension, and as Collin looked at him it was as though Shin was drawn to return the look, lifting his eyes to meet the witch’s briefly before letting them drop. As the group made their way off the elevator and down the hall, Shin turned his attention to the man standing as if waiting for them. He could not understand what the woman said, but he knew just from looking at the thin man across from him that he did not like him. Shin felt his skin crawling as the other looked him over, something too avid in his gaze which made the half oni feel like nothing more than a skittish little rabbit.

He did not understand what was happening when he was ushered into one of the simple, plain rooms, going only because he was told to by the one he was bound to. He didn’t know what the creepy man was saying when he turned on Collin and Ava, giving them something of an oily little smile. “I have only one condition...I do my work alone… I’m sure you understand?” he told them, raising his brows and waiting for confirmation. “I need my full concentration, and having you both in the room would only be a distraction that we want to avoid, hm? It’ll be done in a jiffy and we can all be on our way.” Though he could not understand him, Shin did not like the tone he used, the way he all but ushered the two back out the door with a presumptuous little waving motion of his hand.


Once he had managed to get rid of the others Gregory pushed the door shut, turning to eye the creature now at his mercy. Not all Banes took pleasure in their work and the pain it sometimes caused, but Gregory was a special case. There was a particular art, he felt, in the breaking of magic. It could be utterly agonizing, and Gregory had nearly perfected his technique on other creatures. This one, however...was such a lovely specimen. Nearly human..it was even wearing clothing as if it deserved to distinguish itself from the other beasts. He would be lying if he denied that the gleam of fear in it's eyes didn’t do something magnificent for him. “No use piddling about, hm? Why don’t we just get on with it…” he said almost cheerfully, leveling his eyes on the thing before him. Taking a deep breath, he began to murmur in an odd, ancient tongue, making a few awkward gestures with his bony fingers.

The first indication that something was happening..something very wrong, was the itchy burn that Shin felt in his palms and across the soles of his feet. He was busy staring at the man, though, and only shifted to stand against the wall as far from him as he could. Within moments, however, the itching had turned to shooting pains, and with a gasp Shin lifted his hands, seeing that the markings there were cracking open and welling with blood. Horrified, he shouted at the man, terror and pain swelling by the second. In the meantime, Ava had taken Collin to a nearby room, where the summoner had been brought, though she was not being the most helpful of things.
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With the instruction that the mutt should not harm the Bane, Collin turned to follow after Ava. Across the hall and down the way from the cold, barren interrogation rooms were a few friendlier interview style rooms. This was where Ms. Wynn had been waiting for Collin and Ava. Unlike the other rooms, these had tables and chairs, cheap maybe but better than nothing. Ava had mentioned having some difficulty pulling information from the woman but she was the only Summoner that was even remotely close to their location. Collin blinked down at her as they came through the door, the elderly woman was even tinier than Ava and that was like some kind of feat. He all but towered over her, but the fierce expression she bore made her look like she could put him on his ass in five seconds flat.

Offering Collin a little frown, she sniffed and turned her gaze to Ava. Her glasses made her eyes look absolutely huge. “I told you that I'm not going to help you until you give me my Johnathon back.” She said crossing pudgy arms over her chest, Ava leveled a weary look on her. “I told you already Ms. Wynn, Pandora does not allow or condone the keeping of supernatural creatures as pets.” The Summoner didn't like that response and scoffed. “He wasn't a pet, he was my friend! Jonathan was perfectly happy with me! He loved my Sunday meatloaf.” Ava sighed and rubbed at her temple, eyes flicking shut briefly. Neither she nor Collin were exactly great with people, it was going to be a difficult task to try and get the woman to cooperate. Ava was already frustrated, and Collin was about as friendly as a bag of pissed off cats. She remembered that stupid imp. It kept getting out and causing all sorts of trouble. Ava was pretty sure that 'Jonathan' hadn't been a fan of Ms. Wynn or her meatloaf judging by the way that it had kept running off.

One glance to Ava told Collin that this wasn't going to wind up going well. She would try to be friendly and diplomatic for a bit, and then she would get pissed off. That wasn't likely to get them anywhere. That strange cold twinge beneath his cut flared up again, but Collin wasn't really paying attention to it, raising his hand and kneading his thumb gently into the offending palm as if to soothe it. “Does the name Raiju mean anything to you?” He asked, interrupting some kind of rambling rant about how the woman knew exactly what Jonathan liked in his meatloaf and how long it had been since he'd had it now the poor soul. Her mouth snapped shut at the name drop though, which was exactly the response Collin had been hoping for but not expecting. There were plenty of demons out there. “Raiju... the storm demon? The oni?” Ms. Wynn stared up at him, interest obviously piqued. Collin's palm was twinging again. He flexed his hand to try and get rid of it. “Yes. That one.” He murmured in response.

There was a pause as the short woman just looked at him, seeming to silently weigh her options. “Yes, I know of the oni. Why are you asking about him though? Surely someone didn't try to summon... a demon...” Ms. Wynn's voice dropped to something softer her eyes widening a bit. It hadn't been tried in centuries, it was dangerous to all involved. The demon aside of course. “But he would need a vessel.” She said quietly, her white brows arching. They could easily come into this realm, but their powers were but a drop in the ocean compared to what they were truly capable. “A vessel of his blood.” Collin nodded in response. “I interrupted the summoning ritual, I didn't know what it was.” Or maybe he would have been a little more careful. “I was cut and-” The elderly woman's eyes did the seemingly impossible and widened further as she cut him off. “The vessel was bound to you instead... Oh. Oh no.” She raised a hand to cover her mouth. Collin's hand was really starting to ache, the time lapsing between the twinges had grown shorter, the pain stronger. It was way worse than it had been before the mutt had shown up in his flat. He shifted his weight and looked to the door, uncomfortable and only growing more so by the second.

“Yes.” Collin said after a moment, still rubbing at the aching hand in hopes that it would stop. He felt the strangest pull though, and he could barely even concentrate on this conversation. “We want to break the bond and-” The woman made a noise in her throat. “Break it? Why?!” Collin frowned at her, not at all understanding why she believed that he wouldn't want to break it unless she was one of those twisted fucks that thought it fun to own someone. She seemed to realize why he was giving her that look though. “No, no, I'm not saying... I mean... it's just... your vessel is now blocking Raiju's path. So long as he is alive he's preventing the demon from manifesting in the human world and you bet your sweet ass Raiju's got a backup plan to his backup plan.” As demons typically did.

Collin was trying to listen, he really was, but after he'd frowned at the woman his attention was back on the door, the washes of pain throbbing from his palm becoming too much to simply ignore. “Something's wrong.” He murmured, interrupting the woman again as she was explaining that it was necessary to block Raiju out, that he probably had something else in the works. Collin didn't even hear her though, no longer able to resist the pull, or ignore the near crippling pain that now radiated up his arm. Moving from the room quickly, he darted across the hall and threw open the door to the interrogation room, gaping at the bloody mess that was revealed to him as he did.
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It did not take Gregory long at all to understand that whatever it was before him was not quite like anything he had encountered before. The magic was etched so very deep into this creature, down to it’s very core. He could feel it as he wormed his own insidious little spells over the thing, seeking the points where the magic tangled and bound the agent to this beast. It was so powerful that he wondered if it would not actually kill the creature when he tore the spells out by their roots. It might well rip whatever spirit the thing had out with them, leaving it a hollow husk. It was a fascinating thought, one that he was eager to witness. After all, all they had told him was to break the bond...no one had said anything about the thing needing to make it through it all alive.

As the man continued to murmur, Shin’s world shrank to the agonizing pain that each of the syllables uttered sent through him. Already he’d cried out for him to stop, resorting to begging as he stared in disbelief at his hands, the symbols there opening deep like slashes at every line. Blood was already pooling to obscure them, dripping down his forearms and he could feel his narrow feet slipping around in the too-big, borrowed boots as the same happened to the marks on the soles of his feet. A new level of pain swept through him as the murmuring became louder, more punctuated and forceful. Shin collapsed as his legs gave out, one hand sliding down the wall where he had reached out to steady himself. His own voice became shrill as he lifted his head and pleaded for him to stop.

There were beads of sweat gathering at Gregory’s forehead and upper lip, expression more of a snarl as he all but spat his incantations at the thing. It was not going to give up easily, apparently. That was alright..he did like a challenge sometimes. Flexing his long fingers like claws, the Bane lifted his voice over the cries of the monster, making a violent little tearing motion with his hands. He felt it ripple out from him, and when it hit the creature the thing doubled over, emptying the contents of it’s stomach onto the industrial bland floor tiles. It sobbed, hands slipping against the linoleum in smears of blood as it pushed back from the mess of it’s own vomit. But STILL the spell held, seemingly digging in even further as though it were setting hooks into the being it inhabited.

Gregory took a momentary break, swiping his sleeve over his lips to wipe the sweat from his skin, then moved over toward where the thing was trembling and panting, down on it’s hands and knees. It shrank from him as he stood over it, curling his lip. “No use being stubborn...I’ll break you sooner or later…” he taunted, lifting a foot and giving it a good shove with his heel before moving back toward the door. Unbuttoning the first button of his shirt, he looked back to where the creature had curled onto it’s side, back against the wall where it had fallen after he had used his foot to shove it. Taking in a deep breath, he lifted his hands again and began again, voice loud and clear.

Shin sobbed out again when the man continued, feeling as though he was being ripped inside out. He began to writhe, unable to relieve the pain that was stabbing through every part of him. It went on for what seemed like forever, and in utter desperation Shin searched for the link he shared with Collin, that invisible cord that stretched from him to the other. He could barely concentrate, though, grasping at it with his mind. He’d just gotten a hold of it when the man gave out a shout, gesturing toward him. Whatever he said was what finally made Shin snap, mind shutting off as his demonic traits flaired to the surface. Nails slid out long and sharp, teeth elongating into a mouthful of needle sharp fangs as the dark eyes lit up with an unnatural phosphorous green. The already pale skin went mottled and chalky, sickly dark red rimming his bright eyes.

Gregory breathed out in amazement, not really fearing because he knew that the thing could not attack him, he had felt the power of the command on the creature when the witch had spoken it. But Shin was in pain...thoughtless as he snarled at the man. Gregory shouted another incantation that had the thing shrieking in response, having pushed itself into a huddle crouch in the corner. There was a path printed in vivid red, though, smears of blood leading to where the thing now crouched. The once white t-shirt and drawstring pants were stained with large splotches of blood as well, lending to an incredibly gruesome image paired with the demonic visage.

When the door opened both men within the room snapped their attention to it. Shin parted his lips around the teeth that prevented him from even fully closing his mouth. He was little more than a mindless animal at that point, no recognition on his features. “NO! Idiot! Get out! I nearly have it!” Gregory shouted, angry at the interruption. But his concentration was broken… Shin, seizing the opportunity, launched himself at the figure in the open door. The claws were extended and the green eyes were crazed, and there was every intention of ripping the blond into tiny pieces.

Except, once Shin was upon him, mere inches from tearing through the larger one with his claws, he simply...couldn’t. Agony was written over the demonic features, eyes staring in confusion because he had no power to harm Collin even one little bit. The dangerous hands were just shy of the larger body, but it was as if there was a force keeping him from even touching him. It broke Shin, and he stumbled back, wild eyed and accusing as he stared at the one at the other end of the bond. Taking in a few shaky breaths, the half oni then threw his head back and all but howled his anger and frustration. He was utterly helpless against the witch… against the man that had been torturing him, against any and all of it. He could not take it… it would have been better to have died as he was supposed to, in service to his father. Crying out to him, Shin turned his claws on himself, hooking them into his cheeks and raking them down his neck and chest. They left deep furrows in their wake, shredding flesh and the cotton of the t-shirt like nothing. Shin lifted his eyes, letting them all but roll as he called for his father, begging him to take him. Pulling his nails free, he dropped to his knees and dragged them up his thighs, rending fabric and flesh together. It was hardly even any more painful than what the bane had been doing already...
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Collin really should have been better prepared when he opened the door, maybe not so much for the mess of it all as the possibility of one pissed off half-demon. While he had seen Banes at work before, it wasn't as if he had ever been privy to the attempt to undo a binding spell like this, most certainly never with a live being. This was completely new territory, he had no idea how this would affect the oni. Maybe his own words were now somehow coming back to bite him in the ass, that ignorance was not an excuse. Collin didn't have to want the bond or like the creature on a personal level to have a strong enough moral compass to know that subjecting anything to this amount of torment wasn't right. This wasn't what he was here for. So he was a little shell shocked by the scene that had been exposed to him with the opening of the door. Collin stood, frozen and lips parted as he took in the blood, the vomit, and finally the maddened demon mutt that was in the process of rushing him.

Had Shin been able to attack him, Collin probably would have been, in the very least, severely injured by the time it was all said and done. He flinched as the mutt was suddenly pushing into his space, only managing to draw an arm up protectively. The strikes never came though, and Collin's brows twitched together as he stared at the thing that was now inches from him. He could see it... the anger and frustration. It was more than obvious that the other could not hurt him as he so apparently wished to do. Somewhere in the back of his mind he realized that this was significant, that this had to be a part of the bond, yet another rule neither of them had been aware of.

Then, just as quick as Shin had turned on him he was turning on himself. Had it not been so damned disturbing Collin might have called out more quickly than ended up. As was, he wound up standing there for a few beats, enduring the mental whiplash of having been faced with an attack and now watching the other turn on himself. “Stop.” He said quietly, breathing the word more than actually saying it. “STOP!” Collin found his voice and bellowed it out more forcefully, pairing the demand with actually moving over to where the half-demon was kneeling. Snagging the other's wrists was maybe an unnecessary move after the command, but it was what came to mind and what he ended up going with. Collin's eyes moved rapidly over the bloodied thing, taking in the sight of him and feeling a swell of pity. Anger was quick to follow though, and his head snapped in Thatcher's direction, a storm brewing in his features.

Releasing his hold on Shin, Collin turned all of the tumultuous emotion within him onto the Bane. It took only three long strides for him to be upon the sweaty man, grabbing him up by the material of his shirt, hauling him close. The tall witch could be pretty damn intimidating when he was angry, as Gregory was now witnessing. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He growled at the man. This was not what Pandora was about. In all his years of working there never had he done anything harmful that he hadn't absolutely had to. Collin had blood on his hands, he had killed, but he had never had something at his mercy and hurt it like this. He took no delight in using physical force to detain, or when he was forced to kill. That wasn't why he was an agent. “Y-you told me to break the bond! I was only doing as I was told!” The man was wide-eyed and fearful, a limp rag doll in Collin's grasp. “You knew this was experimental, you should have stopped and consulted us the second things started to get out of hand!” Collin retorted, giving the other a rough little shake by the hold on his shirt. Gregory lifted his lip, gaze flicking to the half-demon. “What does it even matter? It's just a demon mutt.” He sneered, eyes narrowing.

Collin couldn't even help it, he reared back and landed a punch right to the man's jaw, releasing his hold with the other hand to watch Gregory crumple to the floor. Physical violence wasn't something he usually resorted to, but the blatant disregard for anything's life like that just struck him in a deep tender place. It was sort of like looking at himself in a mirror and seeing the worst version of him imaginable. Maybe it wasn't fair to strike out like that, but Collin was so caught up in the emotional whirlwind that he couldn't help it. Some of it was the faintest of echoes back from Shin, though he couldn't know it. Some of it was his own... and then some of it was hearing the Bane use the same slur he had. He wasn't so deplorable as this man... was he? Collin may wish desperately to be freed of this strange burden, but not at the risk of life. He was meant to protect life if at all possible, not to injure or crush it out carelessly.

“Novack!” Ava's voice rang through the room as sharp and clear as the shrill cry of a whistle. Turning, Collin fixed his attention upon her, wild-eyed and bristling. “That's enough.” She said in a much quieter tone. Gregory looked to have been knocked out, but he was starting to stir a bit now. There would be repercussions for this, at no point had there been mention of going to this length to break the binding. Most Banes stopped if they believed there would be harm to the bespelled object or person. She had fully expected the same from Thatcher, not at all understanding why he had believed it to be okay to take it this far. The laws protected all beings, not just some. Half-demons were no exception, and this had been undoubtedly cruel by the looks of the room. The Bane would be put on immediate suspension and investigated, his licenses and agent status revoked.

“He needs medical attention.” Collin said. Ava nodded. “We can try stasis again after he's healed.” Stasis was humane, it might not be the best of punishments, but it was not unnecessarily cruel. “Oh no,” Piped up a small voice behind her. Ava and Collin both turned to look at Ms. Wynn, even as the blond moved back to where he had commanded the half-demon to stay. “Stasis is not a good idea.” She said, shaking her head. “There's no knowing for sure, but it could possibly weaken the bond and open the path for the oni demon. Don't put him in stasis.” Collin looked down at the bloodied mess of a creature, he was not so hardened as to feel nothing. There was a strong sense of responsibility in him for the demon now, knowing he had been the one to leave the thing with the Bane. What had happened hadn't been right. Not at all.

“What am I supposed to do then?” He was met with silence, which was not reassuring. “Whatever, we'll figure something out.” He muttered. “I'm taking him to the med bay.” He said, reaching to try and encourage Shin up, they needed to get down a few more levels so that a Healer could look at him.
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Had he had the chance, perhaps Shin would have managed to injure himself enough to cause irreparable damage. But even as he lifted his hands again to claw them over himself he was caught by the shout of the witch, forcing him to stop. Warm hands caught at his wrists, though it was completely unnecessary. Shin could no more disobey now than he had been able to in Collin's bedroom. The eyes that had rolled back fluttered and shifted to focus on the one over him and though they were shot with eerie green they were filled with pain. He was helpless, and he knew it, and he didn't understand what he had done to deserve this. Maybe it was how they were punishing him for his transgressions against their laws.

As Collin pulled away from him Shin closed his eyes, letting his hands drop into his bloody lap. He had been told to stop, but that didn't prevent him from moving at all. A deep sob was pulled from him as he knelt there, bleeding freely from both the markings that the Bane’s magic had opened and the gaping wounds he had gouged into his own flesh. He felt drained..entirely defeated, and as the blood trickled down another sob escaped. He didn't know or care what was happening around him..what Collin was doing to the man. Maybe some of his own anger had seeped through the bond back to the witch, or maybe it was just the shock of the scene he had walked into that had Collin attacking Thatcher.

Time seemed to slow down for Shin as tears welled up and slid down his ruined cheeks, mingling with the blood. He didn't understand the others, what they were saying, but he heard Collin mention stasis. All of this..only to end up there again… his shoulders slumped and a few more tears slid free, but there just wasn't much left in him to even cry over any more. He was ready to give up. He would let them put him on the table and let them put the needle in. It couldn't be worse than all of this. Had he not originally been willing to let himself be burned out completely? He had failed his father, and this was his fate.. he was not worthy of mercy. Shin let out a shuddering little breath, giving himself over to what would inevitably come next.

When Collin came close and encouraged him up Shin obeyed, though it was a struggle. His feet slid around in the too-big boots, and there was undoubtedly a mess of blood within them. He was hobbled by the intense ache of what the Bane had done to him, prying at the seals that held the bond in place between them. It was not as though Shin was new to pain, though. There had been many closely matched fights between he and his siblings that he had been forced to limp home from. All in all maybe this wasn't even the worst of what the half oni had suffered in his short life. So he found the strength to stand and walk, though it was obviously not the easiest of tasks. Even as he took his first few steps his features returned to the more human visage, the nails shrinking to the blunted, harmless ones once more.

Weak and bloodied, he barely noticed the gaze of the diminutive Ms. Wynn crawling over him or the hard, thoughtful look that Ava was leveling on him. He believed he was on his way to be cleaned up before he was returned to the room he'd woken up in, beside the odd, frightening looking tank. This was his the last place he would see maybe, and it was so..ugly. As he shuffled down the hall toward the elevator he closed his eyes, trying to recall something serene and lovely. The cherry blossoms, maybe...or the small pond in the courtyard garden of his coven house. He could feel the attempt his body was making at healing all the mess made of him, but he was so drained that it was slow going. At this rate it would take days to heal himself completely.

Neither noticing or caring about the dribbles of blood he was trailing across the floor, when the elevator came and they moved inside Shin let himself slump against the wall. Someone would have a hell of a time cleaning up in the morning. Swallowing past the burn in his throat from vomiting and screaming, the half oni rolled his head a bit to level half lidded eyes on Collin. They were dull, perhaps slightly resentful. But still, underneath the anger and confusion and all the rest, Shin was scared. He had no one and nothing, and as far as he knew the seconds were ticking down until he was placed into the stasis that horrified him so much.


Will you...stay with me… until I don't know..?” he asked softly. It was shameful maybe, to ask that of the one that had ruined everything, but his father had not answered him, and there was no one else. Shin was frightened, like anyone might be, knowing vaguely what lay in store for him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad… maybe he wouldn't feel anything once he was placed inside. It could be peaceful, even. But it was still scary. Even as he asked it he dropped his eyes and turned to lay his temple against the cool steel, waiting until they reached their stop before hauling his tattered frame from where it was sagged against the wall.
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Thankfully the elevator wasn't very far. The thing looked awful and Collin really wasn't certain how he was still managing to walk. At this point, he would have carried the other, feeling a little guilty over having left the half-demon alone with the Bane. Of course, Collin couldn't have known, how could he have known what the man would do? That he would be so destructive with the attempt to undo the spell? Banes were usually much gentler than that, carefully undoing each thread of the spell, removing the layers of work and preserving whatever it had been placed on. He was quiet as they moved into the elevator, staring at his own reflection as they descended a few levels.

The request was a little confusing and Collin glanced over to the half-demon, lips twitching with a frown. “Until you don't know? Don't know what? What are you talking about?” He really wasn't following, not at all understanding that Shin was talking about stasis. That was so far removed from his thoughts currently that he didn't draw the connection. There was really no knowing that the half-demon didn't understand everyone else, it wasn't as though they had discussed anything, their interaction had really been pretty limited. Collin didn't really know what in the hell was going on, just as clueless as the other was really. His thoughts weren't on the limitations of their bond though, he was busy thinking about what the fuck he was going to do with this dangerous creature that could teleport to him at will, that he couldn't be rid of, couldn't put in stasis, and couldn't trust to not maul anyone and everyone around them. It was stressful to say the least.

Collin was tired, he hadn't slept much before the half oni had shown up and all that had just transpired was more than enough to make him want to drag his ass home to crawl into bed with Toby. He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. “I'm not going anywhere.” He added after a moment, still confused about what the other meant but offering up the fact that he would be staying with the half-demon. No way he'd leave the other until he was sedated anyways, Collin didn't trust him to behave, or to not try and hurt himself again. Apparently he now had to give a fuck about what happened to the half-demon on top of it all too, lest Raiju be able to worm his way through into their realm.

Dropping his hand away, he was quiet for another moment until they started to slow. “That wasn't supposed to happen.” Collin's gaze flicked over to fix on Shin. “He wasn't supposed to do that. I'm sorry.” It was probably about as outwardly sympathetic as he could be currently. It was a battlefield inside his head, two warring factions. On one side; empathy. It was difficult to not feel badly and partially responsible for the suffering the other had just endured. On the other side, though, were all the fresh memories of Japan and what had just happened several levels below to the two Pandora agents. Not to mention, the still frames Juno had pushed to him of the other sneaking up on he and Toby, seemingly ready for attack. Collin wasn't heartless, though that would have been convenient. He was, however, realistic. There didn't seem to be a good solution here.

The doors opened and Collin moved from the small space, leading down the hall to the wide set of doors that opened to the medical ward. He was certain to keep an eye on Shin at all times, because no matter how worn down the other looked, he was still dangerous. “Don't attack the staff, let them do what they need to, they're just going to help you.” Collin said as he pushed through the doors. The receptionist looked a little bored, leaning on one elbow and propping her chin up with a palm, toying around on her phone. Her eyes were uninterested for a moment as they raised, but when they landed on the half-demon they widened and she pressed a button. A nurse came hurrying out after that, pushing a gurney and ushering Shin onto it. Obviously he had walked in, but that didn't make them any less concerned. None of them knew what he was, of course. As the girl carted him off she tried to shoo Collin away, but he ignored her, following along anyhow.

The doctor on call was an ancient man, and he came shuffling over to them, peering at Shin with an almost bored hum. One nurse got to work with trying to cut off the half-demon's clothing, the shredded mess of it too tacky to try and remove. Another began to try and undo his boots, more out of policy than anything. They had no idea of the mess within them, barely blinking when they pulled one boot off to reveal the gory looking foot. A third nurse was readying an IV for the oni. The med bay was pretty dead tonight so Shin was getting all of the attention that they could possibly give despite that this was not that big of a deal. They saw way worse than this on a day-to-day basis.
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