<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"For the LAST time Jason"</span>Everleigh grunted as she dropped her hand. The energy from the demonic blood was starting to burn her fingers.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I'm not here to capture you, not get off your goddamn high horse about that." </span>She shook her head, her blonde locks were falling free from her elastic and now sticking to the sweat on her face. She tossed her hand to the side, the remaining blood in her control splattered on the wall in a nightmarish pattern. This is who was after them? Lowly demons? not that she took demons of any kind as a non-serious threat. Even though among you as allies could be turned. You had to fend for yourself in this world. Even her father, who raised her and loved her, would be forced to roll her under the bus if she failed here.<br/><br/>She smirked at Jasons comment about her personality.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"What can I say, it's a gift."</span>About the same time he stopped talking,, her skin began to crawl. There before her, was the man she thought of dispatching for so many months. Hatred seethed through her eyes, it burned through her skin. Her eyes began to glow, white holy flames snapping and licking at the air from her wings and her blade. How furious she was, how dangerous she could be<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">. "You and your queen can kiss my baby soft ass, you cheap prick. I'm not easily ridden like some cheap whore" </span>She spat at him, though it fell a little short, it landed infront of his shoe. Just a little spot of spit, on fire. The normal kind of thing that happens when you piss off an angel. His first comment however wasn't lost on her 'return whats ours? so he's a theif....makes this all so much more interesting' she thought to herself.<br/><br/>She watched as he leapt at their new opponent and reached out to grab him, to stop him. Jason was no match for him, hell Everleigh even wondered if she was.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Jason, get your happy ass back here"</span>She growled and extended her holy aura, trying to make a bubble. It wasn't too long before the other two had come out of the wood work. Everleigh snarled, they were seriously screwed now.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"JASON"</span>she yelled his name again<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"HANG ON"</span>She was going to have to try to get them out of this. If they got control of him, she was seriously screwed and could garuntee that he would never see the light of day again.<br/><br/>Suddenly, a hand went whizzing past her head. She refused to take her eye off her target to look at it, but all the same the words slipped through her teeth<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"What the fuck.....</span>" Another body part had gone whizzing past, she could feel the dark energies lessen some, so one of them was severely injured, but they weren't out of the woods yet. She watched as the bartender had come to their aid, bitch smacking people with her wings and stabbing Jason in the heart. Eveleigh's lungs were in her throat<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"SHIT</span>" she yelled, it took her a moment to adjust to the fact that its not easy to kill a revenant. Spina had cast the spell and barked for Everleigh to follow her. She was reluctant but looking at all her options, that one was the best bet. She took off after her, tapping on her bracelet activating the spell again so her wings were no longer visible.<br/><br/>They had finally stopped running at a little cabin, she watches Spina open the door and usher her in. Though cautious, she did as she was asked. Walking inside, the smell hit her. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Oh yeah...that's Jason"</span>A mixture of his cologne and blood seemed to fill the air. Though it wasn't entirely unpleasant, it was a sure sign they were in his home. Looking around though, she was puzzled.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"This place is way too white for this boy." </span>She began snooping, opening drawers and cupboards.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"You know for all he brags, i'd expect to find AHA!"</span>his secret stash in his closet. The irony hit her, he was hiding his sex toys in the closet...She pulled them all out and just for shits and giggles put them in plain view. Massive dildo on the dining room table, fuzzy handcuffs hanging off the handles of his knife set, fuzzy ears and butt plug tail on his couch. She was having a ball, forgetting Spina was even there. Not that she cared too much, she simply wanted to fuck with him.<br/><br/>She looked down at her dress. She was filthy and smelt aweful.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Alright, We got time to kill."</span>she walked back to his closet and picked out the longest shirt she could find of his and walked to the bathroom. Closing the door she slipped her dress and undergarments off and stepped into the shower. Turning on the hot water, it felt good on her skin, almost like it was washing away the bad memories that had been playing in her head since dick head dandylion showed up. She rubbed at her face, she was exhausted but this wasn't over yet. She had to wake up and not smell like demon corpses. She ran her fingers through her blonde hair, enjoying the feeling of having it played with. When she was done, she stepped out and towel dried her hair and body, slipped her undergarments back on and Jasons shirt over her head. She grabbed her dress and placed it next to the front door. Not wanting to leave it outside but in a good place she could grab if she needed to leave. She flopped down on the couch and stared at the ceiling, watching the fan blades spin.