alive. If you can get enough food in you, that should help her out a
lot. Then it won't be as big of a deal when you learn to use magic. See, free
advice. Just because we're friends, and coworkers. Keep that one in mind later,
when I ask you to do overtime, instead of kicking back with your band
friends."
That was probably a good plan. It
was kind of clear that being awake twenty-four hours a day, while a nifty
power, also meant that he needed to keep busy. In the moment though he did that
by helping flip grilled cheese and stirring the giant pot of tasty smelling
soup.
After they were a little past
halfway done, and Jonas was sipping his body temperature blood from a large
white mug there was a bit of noise from the kitchen door. Tina stood there,
with a huge, forced, smile on her face.
"Sir? We've cleaned the
house. What do you wish us to do next?"
He pointed at the food, and
smiled. The woman wasn't skin and bone, but it was clear that she could
probably use lunch.
"You and Darren should get
something to eat. Then a nap or something? Go hang out in the hot tub for half
an hour or so?" It was hard to suggest fun and relaxing things, he
realized. Mainly because he didn't do things like that himself very much.
The funny thing was that Zack,
who looked about half Japanese, hooded his eyelids a bit, and spun in place to
look at the lady in the doorway.
His words were a bit cryptic.
"I see. So, it was Goethe
that stopped by? I should have checked that one." Then he turned back to
the food. His words had been a little strained and cold sounding. Like he
really didn't care for the other Greater Demon, on a personal level.
For her part Tina seemed really
happy to hear that working all the time wasn't the goal of her being there. Not
that she was actually pleased. It was all fake. Then, his interactions with
Demons hadn't been that bad compared to most. Sure one of them had caused him
to cut his own head off, but even that wasn't too traumatic for him. It had
been a choice for him. One made under duress, but still his own action.
These people, Tina and Darren,
they probably hadn't had any chance to do something like that themselves.
Rather than talk about it all,
Zack just made up four plates of food. There were more crackers too, and the
big bowls of soup were placed on the table efficiently. Zack was acting strange
however, and looked away from Tina more often than was normal.
Still, he didn't seem angry at
the woman after a moment, his voice becoming kind.
"You should call Darren. I
need to eat."
The lady left the room to do it,
as the food was dished up. Jonas didn't help with that part, but did sit with
them, not bothered by the fact that he wasn't getting any of the wonderful
smelling grilled cheese. It was all just about perfect looking, too. It wasn't just
piled on the plates, but was placed there with care and concern for appearance.
While all the same, it had the feel of being served at a restaurant, rather
than what Ty had been thinking of.
There was no real conversation
during the meal, except for Zack giving about half the remaining food to Tyler,
and waving at it a few times.
"Eat more. It will
help."
The two new people just looked at
their single servings of food, and ate mechanically. It was oddly stressed
seeming. Tyler could see what Tina and Darren were thinking. At least he
figured that it would be about trauma and lives that were crippling to the
spirit. Zack however just didn't add up. He was acting like he was annoyed by
them being there, for all that he was being nice, and making sure they had
enough to eat.
At the end of the meal he got up,
and took their plates and bowls.
"Tyler and I have this part.
Why don't you do what he suggested and go take a restful nap for a while?
That's what you want them to do, isn't it Ty?" It was leading and that one
he got, right off the bat.
He was the boss of them, by order
of their Greater Demon lord. So his word was law to them, at the moment.
lot. Then it won't be as big of a deal when you learn to use magic. See, free
advice. Just because we're friends, and coworkers. Keep that one in mind later,
when I ask you to do overtime, instead of kicking back with your band
friends."
That was probably a good plan. It
was kind of clear that being awake twenty-four hours a day, while a nifty
power, also meant that he needed to keep busy. In the moment though he did that
by helping flip grilled cheese and stirring the giant pot of tasty smelling
soup.
After they were a little past
halfway done, and Jonas was sipping his body temperature blood from a large
white mug there was a bit of noise from the kitchen door. Tina stood there,
with a huge, forced, smile on her face.
"Sir? We've cleaned the
house. What do you wish us to do next?"
He pointed at the food, and
smiled. The woman wasn't skin and bone, but it was clear that she could
probably use lunch.
"You and Darren should get
something to eat. Then a nap or something? Go hang out in the hot tub for half
an hour or so?" It was hard to suggest fun and relaxing things, he
realized. Mainly because he didn't do things like that himself very much.
The funny thing was that Zack,
who looked about half Japanese, hooded his eyelids a bit, and spun in place to
look at the lady in the doorway.
His words were a bit cryptic.
"I see. So, it was Goethe
that stopped by? I should have checked that one." Then he turned back to
the food. His words had been a little strained and cold sounding. Like he
really didn't care for the other Greater Demon, on a personal level.
For her part Tina seemed really
happy to hear that working all the time wasn't the goal of her being there. Not
that she was actually pleased. It was all fake. Then, his interactions with
Demons hadn't been that bad compared to most. Sure one of them had caused him
to cut his own head off, but even that wasn't too traumatic for him. It had
been a choice for him. One made under duress, but still his own action.
These people, Tina and Darren,
they probably hadn't had any chance to do something like that themselves.
Rather than talk about it all,
Zack just made up four plates of food. There were more crackers too, and the
big bowls of soup were placed on the table efficiently. Zack was acting strange
however, and looked away from Tina more often than was normal.
Still, he didn't seem angry at
the woman after a moment, his voice becoming kind.
"You should call Darren. I
need to eat."
The lady left the room to do it,
as the food was dished up. Jonas didn't help with that part, but did sit with
them, not bothered by the fact that he wasn't getting any of the wonderful
smelling grilled cheese. It was all just about perfect looking, too. It wasn't just
piled on the plates, but was placed there with care and concern for appearance.
While all the same, it had the feel of being served at a restaurant, rather
than what Ty had been thinking of.
There was no real conversation
during the meal, except for Zack giving about half the remaining food to Tyler,
and waving at it a few times.
"Eat more. It will
help."
The two new people just looked at
their single servings of food, and ate mechanically. It was oddly stressed
seeming. Tyler could see what Tina and Darren were thinking. At least he
figured that it would be about trauma and lives that were crippling to the
spirit. Zack however just didn't add up. He was acting like he was annoyed by
them being there, for all that he was being nice, and making sure they had
enough to eat.
At the end of the meal he got up,
and took their plates and bowls.
"Tyler and I have this part.
Why don't you do what he suggested and go take a restful nap for a while?
That's what you want them to do, isn't it Ty?" It was leading and that one
he got, right off the bat.
He was the boss of them, by order
of their Greater Demon lord. So his word was law to them, at the moment.
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