It's mine and I'll hunt where I damn well like... (RP for demon_shawn)

[ashes_ascending]

Phoenix rather enjoys his sojourns topside. And since he's managed to behave himself, his owners, Hell's royal family, seem more than happy to allow it again.  As long as he continues not to cause havoc in the palace, be it accidentally poisoning monkeys, or insulting Lucifer's sister, or … Well, he's been good little incubus. He'll be leaving it

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[demon_shawn]

{ooc: my Shawn's verse is here and dial_a_psychic's relationship with his is one of two persons, one body type}

Shawn wasn't exactly subtle when his body demanded food; the bags under his eyes, deflated hair, and lackluster skin were all symptoms of it. The guy he'd been tracking down was a virgin but one evil virgin at that; he had killed his entire family and escaped the penalty by proving his insanity and later escaping the loony bin.

As he trailed this walking sandwich, his sense of smell picked up another like him...no...this guy was nothing like him. "Fuck him; I have priority," Spencer told himself and kept up the chase.

[ashes_ascending]

As a cosseted and well-fed pet himself, Phoenix looks as immaculate as always. The prey could be a choirboy for all he knows or cares, beauty is such a curse among mortals.

It irks him some, that the other hunter hasn't withdrawn. Phoenix has a profound sense of being better than other demons, due mostly to his alien birthright. He turns a corner and hangs back in the shadows, the young lad he's chasing passes by, looking around a little nervously. Sweet.

Only that upstart is not far behind. Once the human boy has passed, Phoenix steps out of the shadows to make his presence a little more obvious to the interloper.

[[ooc: Jekyll and Hyde kind of thing? Phoenix is going to be all O_o (Have joined and will have a good read. Awesome artworks)]]

[demon_shawn]

(ooc: Yeah...when he's not talking to his Human-boo, demon!Shawn is his own person. And thank you!)

The demon mistakes the other guy's hiding in the shadows as a sign of giving up so he continues on his trail. Come to Papa, you little sociopath, Shawn utters under his breath as soon as their joint victim is just far enough to be killed and not be noticed.

Before he could even notice the other demon, Shawn sprinted out of his hiding place and tackled the young man to ground. Before the victim could scream, the fake psychic bit down the throat and ripped out his vocal cords with his razor-sharp teeth. The overwhelming sensation of relief washed his body as he swallowed his first bite of flesh in three weeks.

Suddenly, he felt his fellow demon become extremely irate and he sneered. "Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers."

[ashes_ascending]

"Fucking flesh-eater!" So much for etiquette and correct procedure. Bloody savage. Phoenix winces at the speed and suddenness of the loss of his tasty little prey - for a second, then he's just plain livid. What a waste of a perfectly edible.. in quite a different way.. body.

"Surface-crawler." He hisses. "Only I didn't lose him, did I? dirty little thief. Darkness, if you'd waited an hour, or three, I might have been able to accommodate you."