[tlv] character inbox

[helluvamess]

"If you're hearing this then I can't be fucked answering right now or some other shit-covered fuckwich is going down on this boat so I'll get back to you when the fuck I can!"

---

[The door to Blitzø's cabin looks like a typical shitty apartment door. Inside is pretty much exactly a shitty apartment. The door marked "Loona's room" does not open when tried and it appears that Blitzø himself sleeps on the couch. The walls are covered with images and drawings of horses, however every picture of Blitzø has his face scribbled over.]

[text/audio/video/action]

Comments

[helluvamess]

Fuck yes, finally some good weapons on this boat. Guess we'll have to use the Enclosure to practise though, not like buying ammo's gonna be easy here.

[He takes another drag.]

You mean Daddy Vincent? Yeah, we've met. Not sure how well that holy water will work on all demons if he's not mainstream but fuck if I know about any of that shit. Stolas could probably tell you more about it. [The grin is evident in his voice.] If he's still got a voice after last night.

[atowncalledtreffy]

That's where I need to learn how to smelt bullets. Any experience in that?

[he huffs, covering a laugh]

You absolute fucker.

What could Stolas know that you don't?

[helluvamess]

Smelting them? No, I mean they're pretty easy to buy in Hell. There's gotta be someone who knows that shit though, right?

He's a big brain, knows all kinds of shit about demons and magic. He probably knows all kinds of religions and other ways to fight shit if you wanted to talk to him.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Maybe? Hopefully. I have regular and silver bullets - my old warden was a werewolf - but they're pretty hard to come by, you're right.

I think I already talked to him and pissed him off by calling him out for what he was.

[helluvamess]

[For a second he wonders why Lark gave Trevor silver bullets, then the rest of what Trevor's saying sinks in.]

Wait, what did you call Stolas?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Weeee~eell, he showed up in his piss-poor human disguise and I said he was a demon.

Which is true! I just don't think he was expecting to run into that here.

[helluvamess]

Oh is that all? [He relaxes, not sounding as wary as he continues.] Yeah well. Humans don't really know about demons or hell or any of that shit back home.

You probably didn't piss him off that much, Stolas is kind of a pushover like that.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Big important demons are pushovers now?

[helluvamess]

I mean, you bite the right spot on his neck and you'll see what I mean.

[atowncalledtreffy]

If you're trying to set me up with him I hope you know you're not getting paid to be a pimp.

[helluvamess]

Nah, you've got a girlfriend~ waiting for you, remember? But Stolas is, I mean... it's not like I've ever seen him get into a fight? Pretty sure he wouldn't know how. And sure he's powerful but he's all about... I don't know? Stars and shit?

[It occurs to him that he doesn't really know what Stolas does outside of being royal.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

Technically I have a girlfriend and a boyfriend but it's not official yet.

What?

Come on, he has to know how to fight, right?

[helluvamess]

[Oh he's gonna tuck that away for later, Trevor, don't you worry.]

I don't think the goetia royalty learn that shit? Like they've got guards and legions and shit like that. The most I've seen is him possessing someone one time and throwing a bottle at someone another.

I mean, his ass got kidnapped and pretty beat up once...

[atowncalledtreffy]

...shit. Maybe we should, uh. Teach him.

[helluvamess]

I mean, yeah. I just... dunno where to even start with that.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Maybe we should wait until he's up and then ask him.