#verse:demon val

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❤️💖💜 💗: Val from Addison

While he’d feign surprise he’d picked up on the subtle changes in their interactions some time ago. Given the length of which they’d known one another things had shifted from very casual to something more intense. Held gazes, a shift in her body temperature–not to mention an increase of pheromones in the air said more than words. Val is aware but is respectful and would never initiate, but wouldn’t say no either if Addison propositioned.    

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Continued from here: @normallyxstrange (Cj)

The three-piece suit was a bit much given their surroundings. It was what sparked the comment, to begin with after seeing the side glance. Catching the flat tone and quasi-distracted reaction he thought to leave the exchange there; however, something compelled him to continue. After all, she wasn’t a total stranger to him. While they’d not met prior he knew of the young demon. “What about you? Do you belong?” A fair enough question considering the setting. 

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shh for Val

When Val first landed in this realm despite his humanoid-like appearance he stuck out like a thousand dollar bill. He lacked human mannerisms and was unable to read cues from others around him. The first few weeks were spent wandering and mimicking the behavior of others. There were times he utterly failed at it and left a few bodies in his wake. No worry, not a soul was wasted. Even now he slips up from time to time if he becomes distracted enough. 

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@Harper & Boden: Closed Starter

This little diner was quaint and while he understood the witches apprehension of welcoming a demon immediately into her home there had to be a better place than this greasy spoon. Gazing out the window at the shell of the town he decided perhaps not. It had all the earmarks of a manufacturing town which slowly had dissolved after the plant shut down and shipped their business overseas. The residual bustling energy was the only thing which filled the streets between the livings occasional chatter.  Val stared at the glass door waiting for it to open so they could get through the introduction and move on with things.  

When Boden entered with the witch he was struck by her appearance. Simply put, she was beautiful. During his discussion with the hunter, he surmised that perhaps there was a romantic connection between Boden and the witch. Now he was certain of it. Recalling etiquette he stood as they arrived at the table and extended his hand. “Nice to meet you.” 

There was very little talk between the two of them as he drove to the diner. Part of Boden was still surprised she was willing to help capture the demon which had tormented her all those years ago. The hunter promised himself as they turned into the parking lot he wouldn't allow a single hair on Harper’s head to be displaced. Exiting the car he waited for her to walk around so they could enter together. Opening the door he spotted Val and gave a knowing nod towards his friend. 

As they joined him at the table he could sense she was nervous and rested a hand on her back for support. Shifting his body slightly closer as he introduced them. “Val this is Harper,” he paused before continuing. “Thanks for meeting us here.”  Boden waited until she chose a seat before following suit. 

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Closed Starter for Pavlo:

Val had let himself into the penthouse and while he sensed the witch wasn’t there it would only be a matter of time before he waltzed in. Instead, he helped himself to the finest import of bourbon the witch had stocked. He sipped straight from the bottle and didn't care to trouble himself with a tumbler. Resting on the Italian leather sofa he spread out and propped his feet on the table. Pavlo surrounded himself with exquisite things, and while Val was at times ignorant of such things it didn’t stop him from benefiting from it. 

Deciding perhaps he should make a call he rested the bottle on the table as he pulled out the cell. No sooner then he made it to the contact list did he sense Pavlo, tossing the cell to land on the plush couch. Waiting for the witch to enter the living space he grabbed the bottle again. The sound of footsteps echoed on fine marble as he came closer. Lifting his gaze the moment the man walked through the arch. “Welcome home, friend. We need to talk.”