Devin nodded, but he wasn't even paying attention. He was too busy looking at that girl from before. "Yup...uh-huh...sure...yeah...."

He shook his head. "Wait, what?" He laughed at he looked back at Momo. "Erm, sorry. But she's distracting."

"I'm picking up an Elven associate of mine while we're there," he repeated idly, fiddling with the barrette in his hair. "He's been cooped up there for far too long. I fear for his well-being. I'm going to try and smuggle him into Agnimitra. That will not be an simple task. Demons can smell an Elf from more than twenty feet away. So. I'll need to be creative...

"I've thought about it countless times. I've decided that the only way I'm going to be able to sneak him into Agnimitra, past the guards, is by literally soaking him in strong perfume for a few hours. An hour or so before we get there, he'll be doing this. So he will be ready to leave by the time we've completed the job. I warn you, though. If you don't like strong perfume, bring a veil or a mask to put over the bottom half of your face. It will be very strong, citrus-y perfume."

"Oh, I'm good with perfumes. The females are always wearing them, so I've grown accustom to them." Devin laughed.

He looked over at Momo and then to the girl. "Ugh, why is she so cute?" He smiled over to where she was. "Why are all women so beautiful in their own unique way?" He clearly was not interested in anything but that girl.

"You keep on staring like that. If I were female, I would've kicked your teeth out already."

He sounded incredibly bitter and caustic, unlike how he usually was--carefree and fun. It seemed he was not only not very fond of not only women but people who needlessly fawned over them. Perhaps there were deeper issues there than he'd like to admit.

He shifted where he sat, crimson eyes fixed on a point in the distance. He was already not in a good mood, and it appeared to be getting worse for some reason...

Devin laughed. "Ha, I can't help it. I just don't get why girls like Sid. I've tried to see through their eyes so many times... and I still can't wrap my head around it." He looked over at Momo. "Is something wrong?" He cocked his head and stared in a similar direction

Momo seemed strangely uncomfortable. He closed his eyes after a moment.

"I forgot...that it's my sister's birthday today," he admitted, sounding half-somber and half-irritated. "And I feel like a nitwit for doing so. Not that I planned to get her anything. We're not on good terms. Anyone that's on good terms with my mother is not on good terms with me. And my sister loves our mother. Can't see why she'd even bother caring about that disgusting shrew.

"Based on your interests, though, you'd probably like her," he added, half-teasingly and half-insultingly. He seemed to still enjoy teasing people despite his now-bad mood.

Devin glared at Momo. "Oh, are we calling me a whore now?" He poked Momo jokingly. "So, should we get going? I'd hate to delay your plans anymore." Devin stood and waited for Momo to lead as Devin wasn't really sure what he was doing and where he was going.

Momo shifted away at the poke, amused, and stood up. "All right, then. Before we go..."

He turned and dropped the sack he had slung over his shoulder, proceeding to open and dig through it. He pulled out a few light-colored cloaks...smelling strongly of floral perfume. "Here. This should do. This will disguise scents and disguise us," he informed him, holding out a few larger cloaks. "Drape these over you. Cover every part of you except for some parts of your face. You need to pull in your tail and wings and keep them hidden. Or we will get caught. Only start your distraction once I'm inside the bank. As soon as we're finished, we'll swing around to pick up my associate."

Momo proceeded to drape himself in some smaller, light blue cloaks.

Devin blinked. "Erm, okay?" He covered himself up. Frowning, he looked at himself. "Yeah, I don't look suspicious at all. Riiiiiiiiight. I totally look suspicious."

Devin laughed at himself. "Oh, well. Let's go," he said standing.

Momo adjusted his coverings and then headed off towards the main Lilamayi gates. He knew they'd look even more suspicious going in alone, without a crowd to mask them.

Even as Lilamayi drew closer, the smells of fresh fruit and flowers could be scented from many feet away; they were so strong! The light from Lilamayi was different from anything ever seen in Polydeuce or Agnimitra. It was pure...clean...

Beautiful...

Devin's eyes were wide with awe. "Damn, this place is amazing. I would love to live here," he whispered to Momo. "Damn, I'm so jealous of this place. Are you sure someone like me couldn't apply for citizenship here?"

"The Elven government is very picky," Momo replied idly. "Even Half-Bloods would be lucky to even attempt to apply for citizenship here. I've never heard of a full-fledged Demon being accepted into their society. The day that happens, there may be a chance of this stupid 'war' ending."

He made his way to a crowd heading towards very large, tall golden gates. He blended in with the crowd and started to approach the gates, shielded by them.

Devin laughed. "I'm doing it. I'll be the first to apply!" With that, he somehow found a form and started filling it out while following Momo. "Yes. No. Ummm... three? No maybe four. Occupation. Ummm... singing? But that's not really a job job. More like a hobby. So N/A?"

He was close behind Momo, continuing to mutter about the form.

Surprisingly, Momo managed to lead them in without a fuss.

Lilamayi wass a beautiful place, of course. It was a harmonious mix of city and nature, all entwined together. The Elves wore bright, beautiful clothing...and, of course, they were all very attractive.

Momo wasted no time in sightseeing and walked down a street he knew would lead to the main banking building.

Originally Posted by dragonjake
My Identity: jake davis

Close-Up! : jake always wears a black cape and t-shirt with white trousers and some armour


Species: Half-Blood (more demonish)

My Humble Abode: Polydeuce

In My Pants: male

In Their Pants: asexual

It’s My Birthday: 20 years old, august 5th

What’s My Poison? : is adicted to skelintons

Show Me Your Power: he can do some necromancey and can turn into a shadow(when hes a shadow he cant hurt anyone)

Strong Views: he don't trust elves and dosen't trust demons much either

My Duds: a long sword (the one in the picture)

There’s More? : when he was little, he was left with his elven father until he started to become a bit more demonish then his father banished him to Polydeuce

Devin's jaw was practically on the floor. But besides that, he had finished his form. Running up to a post box, he slipped it in. Oh, I hope I get citizenship! She skipped over to Momo. "Whoa, is that it?" said Devin pointing to a large building.

Momo nodded idly. "That is it. Now."

He turned to him. "I assume you'll be providing a distraction? If so, don't start until I head into the building. Regroup back at the main gates once this is over."

With that, he turned and strolled into the bank.

"Yes sir!" Devin smiled. Looking around, he laughed. Easy as hell.

With that, he spread open his large demonic wings. The clothes that once covered him were now floating in the air. Smiling, Devin pulled out a guitar and began singing and playing. In his mind he was either going to please a ton of people or get the officers called on him. Either way, he was good.

I see the devils...
I see the devils...
I see the devils...
Bloodsukinfreakshow

Yeah, I hear those devil voices
I don't mind, I'm in hell anyway
Yeah, with the devil, I'll be dancin'
With no god, I don't even care

Ooh, the devil wants me
Devil wants me
Ooh, the devil wants me
Dance in the bloodsukinfreakshow with me

((Sing link in case you wanted to know the beat and whatnot))

Still smiling, Devin watched as some of the elves were bowing at his feet and then over at the rather annoyed elves. He smirked. He knew he had fans and whatnot in this kingdom, but he wasn't sure what songs they liked. Quickly sensing that this song was wrong, he flipped to a softer, happier song.

Paper bags and plastic hearts
All are belongings in shopping carts
It's goodbye
But we got one more night
Let's get drunk and ride around
And make peace with an empty town
We can make it right

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We'll make the great escape
We won't hear a word they say
They don't know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight

((Link again, and we'll say Devin sounds like this))

He looked over at the building. Hurry up, not sure how much longer I can stall.

It hadn't taken long for Momo to take control. He'd already rounded up the occupants of the bank into an empty vault and was piling the goodies from the other vault into the now-empty bag.

Once he was finished, he set the original contents of the bag--various smoke and foam bombs (to cover fingerprints)--on the middle of the lobby floor and set them to detonate. He then hurried out of the bank, poking Devin in the arm as he sprinted past, lugging the bag over his shoulder.

"Bombs. Going to detonate. Run." That was all he had time to force out before he was nearly out of sight, fleeing towards the gates.

Devin waved at the ladies that were practically drooling at his feet. "I'm sorry, but I think I left my luggage at the gate. See you later ladies!" Devin ran after Momo. Using his wings to increase his speed, he was finally beside Momo. But he wasn't close enough to make it obvious they were together.

Laughing, he flipped out of the area. "Well, how did we do?" He cocked his head and smiled at Momo as they retreated behind a tree.

Momo didn't respond.

He instead proceeded to dump out the contents of the bag. Inside were several solid gold bars.

"Does that answer your question?" He sounded pleased.

mean while in Polydeuce, Jake was walking around looking to see if any one was near, but there was no-one so he just sighed and kept walking "why is it do i always get the bad luck" he grumbled because he started getting bored of just walking and not finding anyone to talk to

((Just for good measure, I’m going to post up the profile of Momo’s Elven acquaintance. Since it’s about that time. I’ll leave the picture out, for now, though. Until I put a post up for him.))


My Identity: Sinclair Adalfried Morgan

Close-Up! : (Will wait until first post.)

Species: Elf

My Humble Abode: Tenative—for now, it’s Lilamayi.

In My Pants: Male

In Their Pants: Pansexual

It’s My Birthday: Seventeen, July tenth

What’s My Poison? : Has a weakness for music.

Show Me Your Power: Has the ability to control water. He can also slightly control or influence other people by using his singing voice.

Strong Views: Neutral

My Duds: Water and light magic. Also uses a staff.

There’s More? : Sinclair is an Elven orphan born in Lilamayi. He’s always been shunned by his Elven kin due to his highly neutral views on Demons and Half-Bloods. He has transparent, blue-veined wings. Sinclair is quiet and shy. He’s very often mistaken for a girl, especially by other males.