Losing My Religion

@ Yuurei.
(Don't forget the sarcasm xD)

Leilah rolled her eyes at Rennyn, giving him a flat look. "I really wouldn't mind staking him if you don't mind breaking a wooden chair or something to get me the stake," she replied. Actually... she missed her fighting lessons with Kristopher, which she'd continued after she'd stopped needing them. And something in her felt satisfied by the knee she had dug sharply into the demon's back. She was actually disappointed that they were moving.

But sadly, he was right. The whole reason she hadn't tried anything before was largely because of the selfsame logic Rennyn was using now. So she sighed and let the demon up, keeping his arms twisted behind his back though in a firm grip. "Fine, go get some rope or whatever you want to tie him up with," she said. "I can handle him if he tries something," she said, already starting to push the demon -using the arms she had wrenched behind his back- towards the back.

If Leilah were to be completely honest with herself, she suspected she was actually having fun. This was what she'd been made to do, she was sure of it. She wasn't supposed to be a compassionate Guardian or healing Seraphim. She was a fighter, and this was what she was supposed to be doing. Even if it meant actually working with a demon until she could get him too.

Maybe after this, Kristopher would finally see that she was ready to be an archangel.

@ manic;
(Leilah with a chair leg stake though XD
Couldn't remember if they talked about Rennyn's motives.. was too lazy to look haha)

Rennyn shrugged his shoulders, letting Leilah do as she pleased. If she thought she could handle him alone then fine, so be it. And though her strength was certainly superior at least to his own, he wondered if she could predict what the demon may do. Run? Fight? Each scenario brought with it even more possibilities, he hoped even if she couldn't predict it, she would be quick enough to react. Otherwise they'd be on the losing side. They were already the underdogs here.

Meanwhile the wheels were turning in Shay's head. The little demon was walking off to find something to tie him up with, which left him with only the angel to deal with. He never figured he'd be in this scenario. He thought for sure the one outside was another angel, not a fellow demon. He didn't bother to question why, he could come up with a million reasons why the two would work together, but it bothered him, and for sure when he got out of this Lucifer would be hearing of it. If this kid thought he was going to get credit for an angel capture he had another thing coming. No, he would instead be exiled--for treason. He would be eaten alive.

"What a silly boy!" he finally spoke up as Leilah dragged him towards the back room door. Rennyn was only a few feet away at this point. The goal was to distract them, get them comfortable. The angel, overconfident. The boy, agitated. He wouldn't think straight if he was irritated.

"What a foolish demon," he responded calmly, keeping tabs on their movements but still searching for.. whatever he may find.

"Teaming up with an angel, it'll be the end of you," he warned, deciding being straightforward was not a bad route, "you can't handle her, either." He could always cause dissent between them. Doubtless they distrusted each other already, causing even more was a good plan. "You'll never be able to bring her down with you!"

Rennyn was visibly irritated. He was sure Leilah suspected his motives, but he didn't like how the demon was outing him right in front of her--his words were spot on. He searched a little more earnestly for something to tie him up with. Something preferably uncomfortable.

It was as they approached the door, just in front of it, when Leilah would need one hand to open it, that he twisted his leg around Leilah's, latching on and using his own weight to throw her off. Instead of letting go, she seemed to hold on tighter, so he shifted and let them fall together. He landed with his full strength on top of her. If he was lucky, it would shock her into letting go, or injure her to weaken her own strength.

@ Yuurei.
(she would do it, too ^-^)

Leilah at first just ignored the demon as he began to talk. It seemed like he was talking to Rennyn anyway, and they obviously weren't on the same side in the least. She listened a little more closely when she was brought into it though, just because... and honestly, she didn't actually hear anything surprising.

Whatever Rennyn had been planning, he'd been keeping to himself, but it wasn't really hard to figure out. She still didn't know exactly what he thought he was going to accomplish, but she knew something would happen... preferably a fight to the death where he died. She honestly hadn't though much on it. There was an uneasy truce that she figured would be broken whenever one of them decided to make their move -though, she was simply stuck until her mentor decided she wasn't anymore.

But even though she hadn't allowed herself to let her guard down really, she was still surprised as the demon she'd been holding suddenly moved as they reached the door and then she was squished between him and the floor. Luckily, he could've been heavier. Unluckily, it had knocked the wind out of her, which was a bit of a problem in her current state. The positioning was so awkward, too, that she couldn't keep her hold on his arms behind his back, and ended up letting him go.

Quick to recover though and with her hands now free, Leilah somehow managed to use the nearby door as leverage to get him at least partially off of her, and managed to get in some good punches to his head -though he acted as if it didn't hurt all that much. Still, he wasn't exactly inexperienced, and got a few blows in too that she was unable to block.

(Soo.... I imagine this going a couple of ways... the demon could somehow get away, or Rennyn could somehow help and they manage to subdue him again... I also had another idea though. What if, because its been so long, Kristopher's block on her powers is weakening or something, and like... for 30 seconds, she has her light and wings and sword back and everything and manages to kill Shay? But breaking through the block, even for that amount of time, maybe she passes out right after or something and doesn't even remember it. When she passes out, everything would go back to how its been though. I don't really mind how we do this, but I thought that last idea could be cool)

@ manic;
(Either scenario is honestly fine with me. I won't complain if you want to go with your idea~ Shay is disposable haha. I even named him in less than a minute, totally a record.
Thinking about side-character death though I just wondered what would happen if Della actually died. Like I get the feeling Leilah and Rennyn wouldn't be able to abandon Abby. just a thought though not really being serious.)

Rennyn immediately looked over at the commotion, but surprisingly didn't rush over. The hit looked like it would have hurt, and Rennyn actually had a hard time keeping the grin off his face. It somehow pleased him to see Leilah getting a little taste of how confidence isn't always a good thing. He didn't feel the need to interfere immediately, though. He wanted to watch her movements, see how she fought. He hadn't had any opportunities to do so yet, and now was the perfect time. If things looked bad, he would help. But for the time being, he stood back.

Shay withstood Leilah's attacks pretty coolly. His expression showed no pain or reaction to her blows, and he'd managed to get off a few of his own as well as they struggled by the stone floor. He tried to pin her again, but she was quick to position her arms in a way that wouldn't allow him to do so, leaving him wide open for a kick to the stomach. This time he winced, if only just a little, as it was enough force to fling him off her completely. His recovery was quick and graceful, despite the overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere. Rennyn could see he was feeling it though. It was something only a demon would notice. His posture, the line of sweat disappearing down the collar of his Priest wardrobe. It screamed exhaustion. But he still had an edge on Leilah.

And he wasn't holding back anymore. For a moment, Rennyn worried. A blast of demonic energy rolled off the more experienced demon in a strong wave. It almost rocked Rennyn off the bench he was leaning on, he was sure the feeling was even worse for Leilah.

"Keep your eyes on his hands, Leilah," he warned. The demon would transform them, he predicted. His claws would extend when she least expected it. If he didn't impale her, he'd do a great deal of damage and take her away before Rennyn would even be able to react.

Well. He wouldn't let that happen, but he was confident that if Leilah listened to his words, she'd be able to handle it.

@ Yuurei.
(haha okay then! And you're right... I can't imagine them abandoning Abby, surprisingly. I think if we ever decided to kill Della though, it would have to be after they're starting to actually get along because as things are now... that would just be bad xD)

The demonic wave of energy nearly sent Leilah staggering to her knees, but she somehow stubbornly managed to remain standing, gritting her teeth as she summoned her inner light to fight off that feeling of darkness. At first, the light refused to answer her summoning, but around the demon that Rennyn's warning registered, the sudden feeling like flood-gates being opened went through her.

It felt a little as if light was filling every corner of her being, as things should be, and then Leilah was aware of the now-unfamiliar weight of her wings. As she glanced down, her skin looked nearly translucent, like light was sparking underneath. The hair she'd carefully pulled back earlier was now down around her shoulders, and her clothes had been replaced as well. Her sword was even there.

As realization dawned, Leilah looked back to the priest-disguised-demon before her and gave him a particularly vicious grin. "Let's see how well you do now," she said as she unsheathed her sword and attacked. She was faster now, stronger, and not even his heavy demonic aura slowed her down overly much.

Rennyn was right in saying that she should watch the demon's hands, as soon there were claws slashing at the air in front of her. One scored a nasty scratch along her cheek, but she bulled through the attack and drove her sword through the demon's abdomen. He slashed out at her again and she twisted, driving the blade upward. As blood bubbled from the demon's lips and splashed on her, she yanked her sword out in a smooth motion.

Shay fell bonelessly to the floor, but the sudden surge was already leaving Leilah. She could feel it beginning to retreat already, as her sword disappeared and wings once more just became markings that looked like the tattoos of wings on her back. Her clothing changed back to what it had been before, and the last thing to change was the light fading from her skin. As soon as the last of the sparks left, Leilah also collapsed.

@ manic;
(I've just realized Rennyn's situation. XDD stuck alone in a church with a passed out angel and a bloody, dead priest.
Start wherever you want, I suppose.)

Well. Damn.

That was all Rennyn could think of as he watched the events unfolding before him. She'd changed, almost too suddenly. But this was good. This was better than expected. He witnessed it all. Soaked it up like a sponge--every move she made, the way she dodged, struck, swung. He analyzed them all carefully. It would come in handy if the two ever fought--something he now had over Leilah. She would likely never see him in battle, particularly not at full power. He finally had an edge.

She smartly avoided a major incident with the demon's claws, receiving minimal damage. It was the only trace of the battle after she transformed back, collapsing in a heap on the floor.

That, and the bloody that was writing painfully on the floor now. Shay wasn't dead, but Rennyn had no doubt if left alone he'd die naturally. His wound was pretty great, and it had been inflicted by a holy sword, charged by the church's own aura. There was no survival, here.

But that left him in a bit of a pickle. "Goddamn angel," he cursed quietly, regretting his decision to come inside now. It would have been much more interesting if she had killed the thing while he was outside, passed out and eventually charged with murder. It left her a sitting duck. He wouldn't have to worry about her as he took care of Della, and eventually he could come back for her separately. He could just see her, sitting miserably in jail, the failure of her kind.

But nooo. Rennyn was left with a useless angel shell and a near-dead demon dressed as a priest.

He calmly, but rather spitefully, lifted Leilah's weight and waddled over to the confessionals, where he proceeded to dump her inside and close the door. He made sure the light was on so others knew it was occupied, and turned to deal with the demon. He felt she deserved this treatment.

Shay was still not dead. But he would be soon.

And when he was, only more fire would await him. Well, after finding a good place to hide him. He wasn't going to be getting away with burning a body inside a church.

The blood was a bit more of an issue, and he spent the next hour innocently cleaning the floors, giving a very convincing smile to all who entered the double doors. They would find no Father here, not until Shay's replacement came. But they didn't question him, thankfully.

Stupid angel.

@ Yuurei.
(Sorry, I totally fell asleep and yeah, poor Rennyn having to do everything lol)

Everything hurt. That was what Leilah first noticed when she woke up. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out why everything hurt though. Or why, when she opened her eyes, she was sprawled out in awkward angles in some sort of enclosed area. Leilah remembered finding the demon, Rennyn showing up, and even to the point where the demon had pretty much blasted her with his aura.

Had she passed out then? Was that why she hurt? And where was she now?

Ignoring the aches of her body, Leilah somehow managed to right herself in the enclosed space, and quickly found what looked to be a doorknob. When she opened the door, she found she was still in the church. After walking around a little, she found Rennyn in the back with a newly dead demon, who looked like he'd been run through with a sword.

"Did you kill him?" she asked, her mind bristling against the thought, as she looked at Rennyn. There was no way.. even if he was a demon, he really didn't seem to be much of a fighter in the least. He was a planner, a tactician. If he had that sort of ability, surely she would've been dead a long time ago. But what other explanation was there? She certainly couldn't remember what happened.

"Leilah." The way her name was said was like the sharp crack of lightning as it struck, and it was that combined with the familiarity of the voice that caused the young angel to flinch. Sure enough, when she turned, there Kristopher stood, his expression like a thundercloud. Whatever was going on, it wasn't good. Especially since he was also revealing himself to a demon -and appeared to be ignoring him.

"Kristopher..." she murmured in the most respectful voice she could muster right then.

The honey-eyed arch angel seemed to ignore it as he strode towards her, stopping only less than a foot away. "Are you stupid?" he demanded. "I told you there was another demon about, not so you could challenge it, but so you might come to your senses. As suppressed as you are, there is no chance of you being able to kill a demon, not even with one helping you. I wanted you only to finally see what I have been trying to teach you! Instead, you... you."

Kristopher stopped suddenly, looking livid. "The suppression I placed on you is starting to weaken, but that doesn't mean you can go and force it away whenever you feel like," he told her tightly, which was news to Leilah, who so far had no idea what he was talking about. "You could actually self-destruct that way, you insolent student. I hope that human body is giving you grief for what you forced on it."

Then, with a disgusted shake of his head, he snapped his fingers. Leilah's light immediately came back, as it had before, minus the sword and clothing change. After a few moments, it dimmed somewhat. "There, I've removed the block- if for no other reason than I refuse to watch you destroy yourself. I am locking Heaven's gates against you though. No matter how long it takes you, you will learn the lesson I am attempting to teach you, Leilah. It was my mistake thinking you would learn the easy way. You have your light back, but you still won't be able to access any resources from Heaven, not even a sword. This is the last you'll see of me, or any angel for that matter, until you finally learn your lesson and find your way home."

Then, as quickly and silently as he'd come, Kristopher was gone in the blink of an eye -literally. Leilah was quiet for a long time, just staring at the spot where he'd stood. Then she turned back to Rennyn, her face oddly blank. She was still processing, honestly.

"You're going to explain what just happened. Later. We need to do something about this demon at the moment though."

@ manic;
(It happens~ we were on a roll last night haha)

Rennyn had stayed quiet through the entire exchange--but not entirely by choice. The church, Leilah's earlier display of light, the other angel appearing, and now Leilah's renewal of her light all at once made Rennyn just a bit too overwhelmed. Even after the angel was gone, he sat quietly, leaning against a wooden desk just before the dead demon. He was making preparations then, someway to carry him out of the place so they could take him somewhere private, but now he could barely stand.

"Later sounds good," Rennyn choked out, glad that he at least could speak now. He didn't like showing this kind of weakness now. He did not like, however, that he would be needing to get used to Leilah's presence all over again. He could see the advantages of it--increasing increments of holy light would build up his immunity over time--but right now he didn't really care about the advantages.

He wanted out of this place but he couldn't even get his weak little human body up.

"You'll have to carry him," he said after a cough to clear his throat. It felt dry, like all the light in the place had somehow dehydrated him. "I was planning on taking him away for burning. No evidence... or well, no discernible evidence. It's a fair burial for a demon, as well." Not that he cared about being polite to his rivals, but it seemed appropriate anyways.

He was sure by now Leilah noticed his weakness. It was difficult to breathe, and though he hid it fairly well, his hands were shaking. He'd like for her to leave before trying the embarrassing task of standing up.

@ Yuurei.
(we were!)

"Okay, he doesn't seem too heavy..." Leilah agreed as he mentioned her carrying the demon. Rennyn really didn't look his best anyway. Actually... frozen might've been a good word. He wasn't actually moving, and barely seemed to be speaking. At first, she considered the thought that it was just the church, but then she considered it. Kristopher's light was pretty powerful, and then he'd just returned her own light to how it should be.

Her mind felt too numb to even think up a way of taking advantage of this though, and she wasn't sure she was up to it anyway. Even with her light back, which made her feel a little better, she ached all over still. "Anyway... where were you planning on burning him at?" she asked. She figured out back wouldn't be a bad idea except she couldn't imagine a fire near a church -of any kind- would be very welcome... especially since there was a cemetery back there that she'd noticed earlier.

In any case, Rennyn wasn't of much concern to her right then. She wanted to be done with the now-dead demon, wanted to know what had happened, and then wanted to sleep for at least a day. Whatever Kristopher had been so angry at her about, she was sure it had something to do with whatever she wasn't remembering, and though she was starting to get an idea of what that might be, she still wanted confirmation.

It was a semblance of a plan at least.

@ manic;
(Leilah don't lie~ you don't want to kill Rennyn anyways XD)

"I was thinking of packing him up and taking him down to the river, underneath the bridge should be sufficiently out of sight. Nothing there but homeless people, but they won't talk even if they see something," he commented, though he didn't explain how or why he would know such a thing. He figured Leilah wouldn't want to know, anyways.

The homeless were a surprisingly good network to have under one's finger.

"So uh.. I suppose the first issue is finding what to put him in that people won't question. Though fortunately, we aren't horribly suspicious looking to begin with." Still, human sized bags seemed to put people on edge. Not to mention they would need to stay out of cameras in the immediate vicinity, for when people find the Father missing.

"Anything nearby?" he asked, hoping Leilah would just leave the room already. He was far from asking her for assistance and he'd be damned if he let her watch him struggle.

@ Yuurei.
(shhh )

Leilah actually didn't care how he knew that the homeless wouldn't talk if they saw something, not at that moment. She had her goals in mind, and they were her only concern at that moment. "I'll go look for something," she said, since she didn't see anything nearby. Considering he still wasn't moving, she figured he was probably waiting on something anyway...

Just in case it was for her to leave and because she needed to, to go looking for something they could use to wrap up the demon's body in, she turned and left. Stupid demon.

It took Leilah a little bit, but she finally found some prospective items. There wasn't really any sort of bag big enough to fit a body inside. But she had found rugs and even some blankets. They could wrap the demon in a rug and then cover the ends with blankets so no one would be able to see there was a body inside. She doubted anyone would question them, and no one was going to stop and demand to see what was inside the rug, so it seemed like a pretty good idea to her.

Rennyn was now standing, at least, so she guessed she'd been right in thinking that he had been waiting for something before moving. "You're going to have to help me carry him," she said as she set the rug and blankets down. "The rug is pretty bulky, and I'm still hurting from whatever happened earlier."

@ manic;

Rennyn took his opportunity to stand almost immediately after Leilah left the room. He wouldn't have her walking in on him.. And so he quickly threw up his weak arms and attached his hands to the side of the desk, using its weight to pull himself up rather slowly. It was a process, and he was sure if anyone were looking on they'd be confused as to why some near-teenage boy was dragging himself all over a desk, but it didn't matter. The result was what mattered, and in the end he was standing on his own feet, only barely leaning back against the desk by the time Leilah returned with..

A rug. And some blankets. Guess that'd work, he supposed.

"No problem," he responded with a confidence he didn't actually possess at the moment, but he gave the angel a thumbs up anyways and headed over to her as she set the rug down on the floor. He wasn't going to be lifting, he decided, and as the rug was laid out nearly flat, Rennyn rolled the former demon onto his makeshift coffin. He flopped a few times as Rennyn attempted to get him all the way on, but instead of being annoying it actually made Rennyn.. laugh a little. The situation was rather interesting, after all.

"You take the front duty, I'll take back, if that's alright with you," he dictated as the two of them rolled the demon up.

@ Yuurei.

Leilah helped Rennyn get the demon onto the rug, then roll him up. "Sure," she answered in a tone that indicated it really didn't matter much to her either way. After they finished rolling the demon up, she retrieved the blankets and somehow managed to wrap them at both ends in such a way that it hid everything and didn't appear too conspicuous.

Then they lifted the rolled up demon-rug. Leilah's body protested the entire time, but it wasn't horrible, and she just gritted her teeth and dealt with it. And somehow, despite all the bickering and jabs that usually passed between them, they were showing remarkable teamwork and cooperation.

It probably helped that things were mostly silent between them, Leilah personally not really in the mood for talking.

After what seemed like forever, they finally made it to the river that Rennyn had talked about. There were a couple of people milling about, but they hardly spared a glance, and Leilah ignored them in return as they finally set down the body. "Are you sure you want to burn him?" she finally asked Rennyn as she turned towards him. "Even if no one actually comes around, that's still a pretty big fire, and it'll take forever to go out as well." The thought of sticking around watching a body burn until dawn didn't appeal to her, nor did the thought of the smell that would surely accompany it.

She would be happy enough finding some weights and giving the body to the river at that point.

@ manic;

(Rennyn's grumpy.)

Rennyn didn't like Leilah's doubt. "If you honestly feel its safer and smarter to dump the body in the river where it would easily be found instead of burning it in one of those empty barrels over there and leaving it overnight, then fine. But it will be me getting out of any repercussions, in the end. I won't cover your ass," he responded. Honestly, he just wanted the night to be over. Throw some gasoline in the barrel with the body and be done with it. Let the hobos have some warmth, they'd suffer the smell if it meant they'd escape the chilly night. Could even thank them for it.

"You want to do that, though, you're doing it alone. I don't feel like lifting anymore." He knew he was being a bit of a child here, but he didn't care anymore. Let his actions match his appearance. He just wanted to go home, and assume all their problems were gone for the time being aside from each other.

@ Yuurei.
(I can tell xD Leilah's not in the best mood either, honestly... they might get in a fight before the night's over)

"Fine, go get a barrel, some gasoline, and a match or something, then," Leilah told him tightly. She'd gotten used to dealing with him on a daily basis- repulsive aura, sarcasm, and all- but she wasn't having a particularly good day either. Sure, it was a good thing that now she had one less demon to worry about running around, but now she had to figure out how to deal with the one she was made to live with since apparently she was locked out of Heaven entirely until Kristopher said so because of something she couldn't even remember doing.

So she couldn't count on any help.. the only reassuring things were that he seemed just as powerless against her, and that she at least had her light back. Small comforts, but at this point, she would take what she could get, and maybe she would be in a better mood after some sleep since her damned human body needed rest.

@ manic;

"Barrel's right there," he said, pointing at it as if to tell Leilah she should be the one to get it. "I'll go get the rest," and before Leilah could argue he wandered off. Honestly, it shouldn't be too hard. There were houses nearby, and the ghetto ones often kept gasoline cans like the old days when that was actually important and useful to have. So, like the rude little demon he was, he hopped a fence and stole someone's--but not before pick-pocketing a stranger for their lighter. The things were cheaper than their cigarettes, so he didn't feel so bad about it. The gas? Meh, they probably never used it anyways.

And so, with these two things safely away from each other, he returned to the bridge, where Leilah had hopefully started preparing the rest. He really didn't want to see her being stubborn right now, lest he accidentally drop the gas canister on her head and 'misplace' the somehow already lit lighter.

He could dream, right?

@ Yuurei.
(he wouldn't xD)

Leilah glared daggers into Rennyn's back as he ambled off, but she ended up dragging a barrel over as he'd suggested, then somehow managed to maneuver the demon into the barrel on her own, though how that had ended up happening was due to the barrel eventually being backed into the bridge while she cursed at it because it kept moving. Once that was done, she dragged the barrel back and waited.

Luckily, Rennyn got back not long after, and soon the fire had been lit. The hobos seemed to gravitate towards it almost immediately after the demon and angel started to move.

Then, less than an hour later, they were back at the apartment and Leilah in a bed. She didn't bother attempting to pester Rennyn for answers that night, not even caring, herself, by that time, and she was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

@ manic;
(Nah~ Grumpy Rennyn is just a little morbid.
Also, holy crap this got lengthy. Sorry XD)

Rennyn was only too happy with the quick manner in which the two were able to finish things off. The demon was burned, the hobos were happy and warm, and the two non-humans were already back to their apartment. Leilah, so exhausted she must have been, didn't even pester Rennyn with questions about what happened--he was quite pleased with this. In the end, he barely even managed to enter his room before he was pulling off the day's clothes (save for his boxers, which Della had insisted on a shopping trip one day were exactly what boys his age were into, and not knowing if this were true or not decided to take her word for it). He wasn't even sure he'd managed to close the door before he collapsed on his bed.

No sooner had his head hit the pillow was he asleep, an unusual occurrence for Rennyn even on the most tiring of days. For whatever reason, unlike most, his brain would refuse to turn off. It was like the demon in him was still stronger than his human body needs, even though they were ever present and insisted he satisfy them.

But he was far from dreamless. While he never had any dreams to claim, this night was different.

The room he was in was dark, seemingly endless. Before him, a familiar figure, but one he only had met on a few occasions. It was only one of his forms, the one mildly more pleasing to the human eye--a human-like form, though still with the largest leather wings and two perfectly intimidating horns protruding from his hair.

"Lucifer," Rennyn whispered, a mixture of fear and wonder. So surprised was he that he didn't even realize he'd left off the appropriate honorifics--something any demon could be killed over. Why would he be having this kind of dream?

"You aren't dreaming," he assured, not seeming to mind Rennyn's slip, and Rennyn jolted. Not dreaming? "I am rather amused by your recent activities." And Rennyn was instantly filled with feelings he didn't prefer to have. Fear, dread, an inkling of anticipation. Was he dead? Done for?

He even wondered briefly where that would leave Leilah. But the thought was dismissed almost as quickly as it had come. It didn't matter what happened to Leilah, she wasn't the important one.

"While I am a little disappointed in your less-than-prompt dealings with the angel," Lucifer began, a chill ran down Rennyn's spine, "I am impressed by your ambition. I have a lot of interest in seeing what you do with her."

Rennyn would have responded, but he had nothing to say. Even if he did, how could he speak so forwardly to Lucifer?

"I'd like to entrust you with something then..."

Rennyn launched out of his bed, falling out of it with a large thump. The sun was already up and he wondered immediately if Leilah was awake. He'd rather she not question his noisy awakening.

But what Lucifer had said in his.. not-dream. It was worrisome. And he somehow felt like Leilah needed to know. It affected her too. So he stepped out into the living room, not bothering to disguise his hesitation.

@ Yuurei.
(holy crap is right, but things just got a little more interesting either way xD no apologies needed!)

Leilah's sleep was dark and dreamless, and felt entirely too brief. But she had to admit that she did feel better when she woke up. The aches seemed to be gone, and her light being with her again made her feel stronger. So even though she'd woken up earlier than she'd really wanted to, she got out of bed without complaint and went ahead to grab a shower since Rennyn wasn't awake yet. He was always awake before her, and she knew him taking so long in the shower was on purpose to piss her off, so she intentionally took longer than usual today, on the probable chance that he woke up while she was in there.

She came out, dressed with damp hair, to find him in the living room, and she frowned at him. Something seemed off that she couldn't quite place... She nearly made a quip about him still being grumpy, but something held her back. She had become pretty good at being able to read his moods, and this definitely wasn't the grumpy demon mood.

"What's gotten into you?" she asked instead as she walked into the room and found a seat. Now that she was feeling better, she also wanted to know what happened yesterday that she still couldn't remember.

That could wait a few minutes though. She wasn't unreasonably impatient.

@ manic;
(I probably should have mentioned it first but I kinda just went with it XD)

Rennyn found a disappointingly empty living room when he entered, and so made a really quick cup of coffee to attempt to calm his nerves. He was sitting quietly with it when Leilah returned from her God awful long shower. He suspected this was some petty form of payback for his daily torture, but it was particularly unappreciated on this day.

So when she got there, though he really wanted to snap at her, he refrained as she seemed to already understand the seriousness in Rennyn's expression. Good. No messing around then.

"We've got bigger problems to deal with," he stated, getting right to business. "A demon masquerading as a priest is not really a problem. He was in line, I suppose. But now.."

He almost hesitated to continue. Was it really okay to tell Leilah? Wouldn't she turn straight around and tell her superiors? Not only would this elevate the problem, but then they'd have seen a weakness...

He decided he should. It was fair.

"I had a visit from Lucifer last night," he explained, looking Leilah in the eyes to let her know he was being completely serious here, "And he had some news. Bad news." He took another sip of coffee, calming himself once again. There was nothing to worry about. This wouldn't backfire.

"There's a revolt in the works. Demons who wish to overthrow Lucifer. And you may wonder how that could possibly pertain to you," Rennyn said, jumping ahead of any question Leilah may ask, "but it does. In very dire ways. The revolt naturally would not begin in hell. It all starts here. The soul balance would be horribly upset, and humans would become very much aware of us." He bit his lip, looking away this time. He didn't care to see Leilah's expression change. Not yet. He wanted to finish first.

"Not to mention I've been informed that at least two Fallen are involved in the revolt." He referred of course, to Fallen Angels. This really was both their problems. Now he turned to face her again.

What would she say? He tried to predict it, hoped he could stop her from immediately going out and seeking some holy asshole to inform of what he'd told her. She couldn't, not just yet. They needed to think about this for a bit.