(( Ok, Lol :3 ))

Zien had been awake for several hours, searching for food for Bo nearby. He knew she'd probably be hungry when she woke up and to keep himself busy he decided to look for food. He couldn't hunt, unfortunately. Humans couldn't eat raw meat and making a fire to cook would just scream 'come eat me!' He picked a few berries from a bush and hesitantly ate one to see if it was poisonous. Natural poisons couldn't hurt a demon. The poison that had nearly killed him had been altered specifically for demons. Thankfully, the berries were not poisonous. He gathered as much as he could carry before returning back to Bo.

"Oh, you're awake?" he said once he returned and saw Bo standing up. He'd expected her to sleep for longer. He placed the berries in front of her and sat down. "How are you feeling?" he asked, "I brought you something to eat if you're hungry."

 OhOhSea:: Heh. Well, I have to go. I'll be back later. :D

 Bo was about to call out his name before she heard him speak. She was just about to answer his question before she saw the berries. Mmm...berries. Her eyes glinted slightly; she was starving, she hadn't eaten in a couple of days.

"Berries! Thank you!"
She said excitedly, sitting down as she ate. In a mere minute all the berries were gone; one had to wonder who was the demon; Zien or Bo? Wiping her mouth with her arm, she let out a sigh of happiness.

"Yay. I haven't eaten berries in...forever. They started giving us these so called 'protien meals' that taste dis-gust-ing. I went to go see what it had in it and it had garlic...cow liver...shavings of rocks, egg shells. Pig ears, goat feet...even some acid throw up from this lion we have...said it gives strength or something. Ugh. I haven't eaten in days because that's all they serve. Ew."
She said and shook her head, trying to shake out the images from her head. She looked back over at Zien and finally remembered the question.

"Oh. I'm fine. Just a couple of scars."
She smiled. She seemed happy enough. Glancing up at the sky for a moment she arched an eyebrow; was the sun really supposed to be so bright so early? Or... She gasped and stood up quickly, hearing the townspeople yelling and hollaring. Oh god...it was the afternoon.

"Zien! Why didn't you wake me up?"
She spazzed, grabbing the trench coat and putting it on. She was NOT supposed to still be out here. At all. She wished she could take some berries with her, but she didn't have time to pick any. She had to get the heck outta here and back to the village before they ate her alive. Quickly, she spun to face him and she hugged him tightly for a moment. Yes, she was hugging a demon. Got a problem with it? In another two seconds she let go and ran off. She wrinkled her nose a little; now she smelled like demon. It wasn't the nicest smell in the world... Shaking her head she jumped into the lake so that she was soaked and the smell was off her clothing, then jumped onto the stones and hopped across. Once she was across she looked over her shoulder back at the forest; she was never gonna see Zien again, was she? She knew he was a demon and they were always on the run.

"I'll never forget you Zien."

She smiled and then ran into town, lying about how she aciddently slipped into the lake earlier that morning and had been knocked out for some time. She kept her promise and never mentioned finding Zien or aiding him. She sighed and followed the rest of the children to hunter training school. Of course now she'd be thinking more like a demon and less like a hunter.

(( Ok bye ^^ I need to get to bed anyways XD ))

Zien chuckled as he watched her eat, however when he heard her describe the food they'd been trying to give her, he grimaced. That even sounded disgusting to him. How could an amazing human like Bo live in the same village as these vile humans. 

He nearly jolted out of skin when Bo shouted at him. "I thought you'd need you're sleep. I didn't--" he shut up when she hugged him and ran off. He stared after her. Wow did she have energy. He sighed, shaking his head, and stood up. He retrieved his torn, blood-soaked shirt and pulled it on. He'd have to deal with it his torn clothes for now since it would be difficult to replace them. Maybe he'd be able to convince a demon to save him the clothes from its next meal. He doubted it. A demon wouldn't do anything for anyone unless he profited from it. Zien sighed again. Just his luck.

Suddenly realization sparked in his mind. That had probably been the last time he'd ever see Bo again. His ex
pression changed from an annoyed scowl to a just plane depressed look. He hung his head. "Now what am I supposed to do?" he muttered, depressed enough to have dark storm clouds hanging over his head. Bo had certainly made their time together interesting.  

OhOhSea:: *Pops out of box* Guess who! :D

The rest of the day Bo had been thinking about Zien. Not in that totally creepy 'what the hell?' way, just the normal 'I wonder where he is, or how he's doing' sorta way. She never really thought about demons much before she had came in contact with Zien. No, actually, that's not true. That's not true in the slightest. She always thought about demons, how they lived and how they managed to survive. To be honest, she only started thinking about demons after she had met Zeke, yet another demon. She squeezed her eyes shut and balled her hands into little fists as she remembered Zeke. He was nothing like Zien...nothing like Zien in the slightest. And what he did to her...she didn't even want to think about, or relive it. She wondered if that's when the town started going crazy over demons stepping foot in the town and "destroying society" or whatnot. However, she remembered it was way before, it's just that once Zeke did what he did, everything in the town got a little more hectic. She wondered if Zien knew him...probably not. She wondered if she should've told him the story...but then again why should she? She doubted he would have cared; after all, he was a demon. And all demons were the s-- She mentally slapped herself. How dare she be so judgemental? She hated thinking like a hunter. This school was poisoness to her mind; she had to get the hell out.

Sighing in relief once she heard the glorious school bell, she nearly tripped over her own feet in a desperate attempt to get out before everyone else. Geez, because, once everyone else was out, the teachers usually wanted the last kid to help them do meaningless things that they were too lazy or too stupid to do themselves. She ran outside, taking in the fresh air and un-clouding her mind as she started walking home. The golden orange sunrays beamed down on Salem and made all the buildings shine and shimmer like they were made of gold. Or, even more so, as if they would all connect and form a halo. The humid air made the walk a little more difficult; her golden hair sticking to her cheeks, her eyes shifting every few minutes because it felt as if they would fog if she kept them in one direction for too long. Shaking her head she made her way inside her house, she grimaced at the smell of the so-called 'food' that these people made. It was disgusting and she refused to drink--or was it eat? Well, HOWEVER it was devoured, she refused to do so. She wrinkled her nose in protest as a cup was shoved over to her, and she merely shook her head. Like hell she was going to drink that disgusting glomp of goop. She didn't want to die young, and that's exactly what that drink promised. Like a big ol' warning label in red 'WILL DIE IF CONSUMED'

Walking up the stairs into her small bedroom, she slipped into her cotton pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, her feet dangling since she was too small to reach the floor. Gripping the edge of the bed sheets she stared at the wall for the longest time, her head tilted as she thought about absolutely nothing, but it consumed all of her attention. There was a small whistling sound and her head automatically jerked to the side to stare out the window, but there was nothing there. Only the wind that blew the curtains. Turning back around she slowed her breathing and tried to erase the fear that engulfed her heart as she told herself repeatedly "It's not real. Nothing's there. Nothing's there. It's not real." Once that task was done she went back to staring at the wall. She crawled back over to the window and poked her head out, watching the sun set and turn pitch black. Not completely black, but black enough. She was quiet for the longest time before her mind began to wander back over to the battle. Zien certainly did lose a lot of blood...even if he died or not it was still a frightening amount. With that thought in her mind she felt her stomach churn; he seemed fine this morning but what if something happened? What if he was in pain? WHAT IF HE RAN OUT OF MEDICINE?!

Bo had to mentally slap herself again to calm the eff down; there was no need to be worried about a demon. He could take care of himself; he was a big boy. Then again...if he could really take care of himself then she wouldn't have needed to save his life. Did that sound a bit pompous? Probably; she didn't mean anything by it though. She was just worried. Very very worried. She was silent for about another moment before she remembered how messed up his clothing was. She wondered if he would get some more...could he get some more? Its not like he could just waltz into any town he felt like...it didn't work that way. He was a demon, and demons were hunted. Still, having to wear bloody clothes...how degrading. Especially when it's his own blood. Wouldn't the other demons think he was weak or something? Sighing, she waited until everyone else was asleep until she dug into one of the drawers and pulled out some clothes; whatever clothes she chose she didn't know; but she knew they were men's clothing.

Again, she grabbed the trench-coat from the other night and put it over herself. She also put a few weapons in her pocket; just in case. Sneaking outside, she hopped across the river and went a little deeper into the forest before she paused. She stared down at the clothing and wondered if he left. Maybe he did...then again maybe he didn't. Yawning a little, she decided to try it out.

"Zien?"

She called softly, though it echoed nonetheless.

(( Lol, *pokes box* how you fit in there? XD )) 

Zien's day had been rather uneventful. It was kind of sad. Now that he was 'dead' the constant threat of being hunted was gone. Granted, he still had to be careful not to run into one but that was easy to do. 

One exciting thing did happen though. A nosy fire demon had seen his bloody clothes and wounds and as-sumed he was too injured to fight. It had been very mistaken. Zien had ended up grabbing it by his neck and chucking it into the lake. Let's just say that fire and water don't mix and it ended in a geyser-like explosion.  

Soaking wet and slightly miserable, he returned to a place where he had made 'camp.' It was a little ways off from where he and Bo had been. He would have stayed there but human blood was like a beacon. Demons were drawn to it. Demon blood was another story however. Most demons avoided the smell because a cornered and injured demon could be very nasty. 

He sat down on a rock and pulled out his medicine. There was still plenty left. He pulled off his shirt and began treating his chest wound the way Bo had. The arrow's poison had left a black mark, almost like a scorch mark, that was very sensitive to the touch. It would probably always stay blackened but he hoped it wouldn't become a weakness. He let out a small noise when he pressed the pad against it, taping it there. It hurt like crazy. He knew the medicine was healing it but the pain was excruciating. 

Just as he was returning his medicine to its hiding place, he heard his name being called. The voice was soft and barely audible but he that heard it. 

"Bo?" he muttered to himself. What was she doing here? At night no less? He frowned walking swiftly but quietly to where the echo had begun. It took him a few minutes but he saw Bo with her back turned towards him. 

"Bo, what are you doing here?" he hissed, walking over to her. She must be crazy. There were a number of demons that could have found her before him.  

OhOhSea:: 'Cause I'm magical. Sssh. Dun tell. ;D Sorry for the short post, though. A bit braindead. :x

 Bo automatically spun to face Zien once he had said her name. Relief entered her eyes as she sighed out; he was okay. She looked at the black thing on his chest where the poison had been and she blinked. That must've hurt a lot. It had to have been very sensitive to touch. Shaking it off she looked up at Zien. She had flinched a little when he hissed, but she got over it rather quickly. It's not like she never heard a demon hiss before, it was rather natural. Besides, he was probably only hissing because he cared about her well-being.

"Sorry. I just thought you wanted some more clothes..."
She said quietly, handing him the pile of clothes. Her ears perked up a little, hearing thumping and the scent of demon made her wrinkle her nose. She looked straight behind Zein and in about two seconds a demon had popped up; ugh. He was ugly and he smelled even worse, making Bo wrinkle her nose a little yet again. Once the demon lunged for Zien she dug in her pocket and took out some small, paper-covered balls.

"Don't breathe."

She warned Zien and threw the balls at the demon and they exploded right in his face. The demon was stunned for a moment before he screamed out in agony, breathing in the toxic poison as his face melted. The thing sagged to the ground, dead instantly. Bo stared at the demon for a while, eyes wide. Oh god...she...she was a murderer. Her eyes saddened greatly; like, suicide sad. She didn't mean to kill the thing...and yet here she was. Standing here with a dead demon. She was officially a hunter, and she didn't like it.

(( Lol XD and dun worry. You're braindeadness is four times as long as most other RP posts that I'm used to o3o ))

Zien stared at the clothes for a while. She'd come all this way just to give him clothes? That seemed... odd. Most demons didn't even wear clothes. The only reason he did was because his body was slightly more human than others and he didn't have the tough outer skin that protected most demons from simple cuts and things like bug bites. He was so absorbed in his wonders that he didn't notice the smell of demon until Bo said something.

He jerked his head instinctively to the side when the balls were thrown past him. He spun around and clapped his hand over his mouth as soon as he saw what had happened. He knew instantly what had happened. He took a few steps away from the dead demon, partially out of shock and partially to make sure he didn't breath in any leftover poison. That was demon hunter weaponry. Several years before, a friend of his had been killed by that exact type of poison. Yes, demons had friends. Maybe not the same type friends that humans have, but it's a level of friendship. 

Zien removed his hand from his face. He was staring at the demon with wide, almost fearful eyes. What was Bo doing with hunter weapons?

"You..." he gasped, looking at Bo and taking a step away from her. All this time... had everything just been a trick? He'd known the hunters had started recruiting younger member but he hadn't imagined one would be this young. It was the perfect trick for sure.

"You're one of them..." he said, backing up against a tree and wincing at the pain it caused his back. His mind was at war with itself. Part of him wanted to lunge, lunge and kill her for his own protection but the other part couldn't bring him to attack a child. Had the hunters known that? 

OhOhSea:: Heh. Well, as long as yer happeh with 'em I guess. Gah. Still brain dead. D: 

 Bo stared at the demon for the longest time before she heard Zien. She spun around to face him just when he had taken a step back. Her eyes saddened a little more; oh no. He thought she was a monster. She certainly felt like a monster. She took a step towards him.

"Wait, I didn't--"

She paused once he had his back pressed against the tree and she saw it; the look in his eyes. Was he...would he...? She took a wary step back and away from him. It was happening all over again; bonds broken and hunter and demon seperated by a smoking gun. Flashbacks zoomed through her mind like lightening bolts; she...she had killed before. And then her eyes filled with fear; and she enjoyed killing them. It gave her some purpose, or atleast it used to. She had already been a hunter and she never even knew until now. It wasn't her fault...it was how she was programmed. And after...after Zeke... She shuddered a little and fell to her knees, the images flashing through her head. After that she had gone crazy and killed every demon she could; she absolutely HATED those things. For a while. But, she didn't forever, and she had managed to stop herself after some time. It was always the bell. The bell...

Gasping, she stood back up on her feet. She took another step back; she shouldn't have helped him. She knew demons couldn't be trusted; he'd been lying the whole time. With that stupid sob story about how demons were always blamed...that was a trick wasn't it? Ugh, how could she have been so stupid? Of course he had to have a reason for being the most wanted demon; not because he was evasive, but because he was just as evil as the rest of them. The rest of those no good demons. Despite the realization her eyes showed nothing but sadness as she pulled out the balls. Well, demons were the same and they needed to be put down. But as she stared at him, she was completely frozen. She...she couldn't stop her feelings for him, he was like a father. Slowly, she put the balls back in her pocket; so if he wanted to attack, now would be a good time. She sighed lightly.

"I can't. I won't kill you."

She said softly and looked away for a moment before she looked back over at him.

"I'd understand if you never want to see me again...but I'd leave town if I were you. People are starting to talk, wondering where your body is. They say they're going to start hunting tomorrow. ...I'm sorry that I killed that demon over there, though. It's just that...he was going to attack you... And I'm sorry that I'm a hunter. But I won't harm you in any way, shape or form. And I won't tell people you're out here. So just leave if you want to live. "

She said softly, and during the middle of the conversation she had looked away. She didn't mean to seem like a monster...she didn't want to be one either. But...when you're in a town filled with demon hunters, what can you do besides follow in the footsteps? She took another step back.

"You can kill me now, if you want. You owe me no debt...and I'm very close to getting kicked out of town anyway. So...it's fine. I won't scream or anything..."
She mumbled, looking down at the ground, hands behind her back like a kid who had just gotten yelled at by her parents. She wanted to hug him...but he seemed on edge...and like he hated her so...

(( Heh, :3 I just thought of a brilliant little plot twist for Zien to explain why he's so un-demon like >3 )) 

Zien flinched, his eyes widening when she pulled out the balls. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. He was going to die. He didn't feel any shame from dieing like this. It didn't matter that she was a human or a child. He just felt betrayed. Humans never changed. They would always be vile, rotten creatures. They would always kill without mercy.

That's why, when she said she wouldn't kill him, he opened his eyes to look at her with such a shocked ex
pression. As she spoke, he was filled with different emotions. Sympathy, hate, worry, fear, regret, but most of all, distrust. How could he trust her? Every time he put his faith in a human it ends up in pain. She'd already proven to be a hunter. She was young, but that only meant she couldn't face him head on. She would kill him as soon as he let his guard down. As soon as he tried to flee. He knew what he was to the humans. The wanted him dead. To them, he couldn't be allowed to live. 

She was no longer just a child to him. A hunter was a hunter and you can't turn you're back on them. Ever day that she lived would be a constant threat to his life. He knew he had to kill her. He walked over to her and kneeled in front of her, grabbing her by her shoulder and pinning her to the ground. He held his claws up, poised for attack. In his eyes there was fear. He was only doing what he needed to protect himself. He didn't want to kill her. That's why there was also tears. They fell from his eyes onto her face.

"Why do you do this to me?" he asked softly, his voice revealing how much pain he felt, "I didn't do anything to you. I wasn't trying to threaten you." His eyes seemed far off, like he wasn't even looking at Bo anymore. 

OhOhSea:: Yay! Explainations. They explain things. :D

 Bo wasn't so shocked when he came over to her. She knew he needed to kill her to feel safe again. As soon as she was on the ground, some images flashed through her head but she ignored them. She shuddered and trembled a little underneath him; so. This is how it ended, huh? With her dying at the hands of something she had revived. She didn't have to help him, she could've let him die. She could've...but she didn't. With those thoughts in mind she closed her sad eyes and waited for the pain. She paused once she fell something fall on her face; was it raining? She didn't want to, but she opened her eyes and froze in shock at what she saw. Zien was...crying? But how? Why? She stared at his claws and deep fear settled in the pit of her stomach; she really was going to die. Her own eyes filled with tears and she started to cry, trembling a little.

"I'm sorry."
She whispered, closing her eyes and turning her head to the side. She didn't expect this to happen...not in the slightest. She just wanted him to live. And now here she was, about to die because of it. How sad. She was silent for another moment before she shook her head; she was wrong about Zien.

"You're just like him...'

She mumbled, her eyes opening, but they were off to the side. She stared at the trees for another moment before she closed them again. She was ready, well, no she wasn't ready but she was ready enough. Tears slid down her cheeks as she waited; waited to die.

 Zien stared down at her. She looked so frail under him. How could he kill her? Why did killing always have to be the answer? He had never wanted to kill anyone. Never. He didn't want to always have to kill people. How many times had he wished for it to just stop? He knew demons were evil. The humans weren't wrong to hate demons. If only he was evil, like he should be, he wouldn't have to feel this pain. He would be able to kill Bo without a second thought then flee. But would his life be worth anything then? No, it wouldn't. He just couldn't kill her.

He snarled and curled his hand into a fist, slamming it against the earth beside Bo's head. He closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears. It didn't work, the tears just wouldn't stop. He hadn't cried in years. Not since that night. And now he couldn't stop.

"I can't kill you," he whispered, "I don't want to see someone like her die. I hate you hunters. I really hate you. You took everything from me even though I didn't do anything to you. I just wanted to be with her. It's not my fault I loved her." The last sentence was said very softly, as if he knew it shouldn't be spoken out loud. He was trembling now. He didn't know what to do. Part of him wanted to just turn-tail and run, never looking back, but something kept him there, rooted to the spot. He couldn't leave. Maybe part of him wanted her to kill him. He couldn't figure it out. All he knew was that he couldn't leave.

(( Dun dun dun :D Ugh, my posts are getting shorter I think T_T and oh the suspense! :P ))

OhOhSea:: Shorter, but filled with more meaning. :3 And yes, the suspense! *falls*

 Bo was silent as she waited for him to finish with her already. Her eyes opened when she heard him snarl and watched as his hand curled into a fist and came down full speed. She screamed a little as it slammed right next to her head, the earth shaking underneath her. She was silent for a moment as he said he couldn't kill her. He couldn't? But...but why not? He had seemed so intent on doing so when he pinned her to the ground like this. Why did he stop now? She kept her eyes on him, listening to what he said with somewhat wide eyes, ignoring his tears that continued to spill out onto her face. She stared up at him with sympathic eyes; what happened to him? Who did he love and why...why would a hunter kill her? She stared up at him for the longest time before slowly, she reached out a hand and placed it on his cheek and wiped away his tears.

 "Zien...I..."

She didn't know what to say; or what to comment on. She was just so confused and so scared. She was still trembling fearfully as she managed to place both her hands on his chest and pushed him up a little, having to use her whole body though until he was sitting up on his knees and she was in a sitting position. She glanced down at her bruised shoulder from where he had gripped it, but she ignored the pain. As a matter of fact, as she stared at it she noticed her wound had re-opened as well from his powerful grip. She gulped in slight fear as her blood fell to the ground, but she tore her gaze away to face him.

"I...I don't know what happened...or who you're talking about. But...I'm so sorry Zien."
She said and hugged him tightly, ignoring the throbbing pain in her shoulders. She didn't know what the hunters did to whoever it was he loved, or what they took from him, what they did to him. But she felt so sad for him right now. She didn't know what else she could possibly say or do to make him atleast feel a bit better. Hell, her here might be making him even more depressed and angry, because she was hunter. But, she kept her arms locked around him; he'd have to kill her if he wanted her to let go. Her blood continued to drip, but she ignored it, she ignored all of it, she was only focused on Zien.

Bump

OhOhSea:: It's fine, honestly. A paragraph is okay.

*stares* To be honest, even if you did answer, I dunno if I could make a good reply. This part is so...dramatic, and I'm, currently, eating fruitty pebbles and drinking fanta. It might be a challenge. XD

(( Oh mai, that same thing happened to me several weeks ago. I couldn't answer as one of my characters on a RP because he's usually all serious and down to earth while i was eating Fruit Loops and Diet Fanta while spinning around in a computer chair XDD It happens to all of us apparently. ))

Zien flinched when Bo touched his face, but didn't move to stop her. He felt numb to his surroundings, barely noticing when she pushed him up. This was why he hated bringing up old memories. They were like cuts that even the slights touch could bring blood flowing out again.

Bo's hug and the smell of her blood seemed to snap him out of it a bit though. He stared at her, looking from one shoulder to the other. Had he... done this? He bit his lip nervously. He wasn't sure which one he felt worse about, the bruise he had created himself, or the cut he had reopened. 

"Bo, your shoulders...." he muttered quietly. His voice was soft and pained, as if every word was a struggle. He stared down at her. Why did someone like her have to be a hunter. His life had always been so strange and painful. Why couldn't he, for once, just have a straight path where everything was laid out for him already. 

(( longer than I expected o3o )) 

OhOhSea:: Lol, I see. Mah brother from another mother! *glomp* Hm. Meh, my internet shut down and I`m forced to use my crappy phone. Please excuse the spelling mistakes and, well, the short replies. T-T

Bo kept her grip on Zien for so long she hardly remembered she was still holding him. It had begin to feel so natural; all except for the aching throb in her shoulders that is. Once she heard his voice again it was as if she had been drowning and his voice had pulled her out and back to reality. Though, feeling the pain in her shoulders, she would`ve much rather been in la la land of death. She opened her eyes and looked up at him with her innocent eyes.

"They hurt."

She stated softly, finally letting go, wincing. She glanced at her shoulders and huffed; the one time she decided not to bring any medicine from back home. She moved her arms experimentally and immeadiately regretted it; it hurt worse then she imagined. With a soft whimper she fell forward, laying on her stomach as her nails dug violently into the dirt. She stayed like that for a while before she lifted herself back into a sitting position with a small sigh.

"Ow."

She finally said. She glanced back over at Zien, her ex
pression now worried. She was worried, really, for his well-being. He seemed so numb, so out of it. That wasn't a good thing, she knew, and he had no time to be down; he had to go.

"I was serious. What I said earlier. You really hafta leave town. They really want to find your body. They're holding a contest and everything. I think it starts in the morning, and if it does, then you should go now. Hunters like to cheat, so they might try and find you tonight."

She said and shuddered somewhat. If the hunters found her here...no doubt they'd say she was trying to "cheat" in a contest that she never took part in and have her killed. Though, after being almost killed a few moments ago, how badly could it scar her? She stared at the re-opened wound again with a grimace and wandered over to a bush. Smashing the poor leave into a juice, she dug around in her pocket and found some guaze; she placed the liquid on it and then pressed it down on her shoulder. She let out a small sound and a wince, but once it was wrapped she shook it off. She walked back over and sat in front of Zien, whether he had tried to kill her a few seconds ago, and not caring if he tried to do it again.

"Did you put the medicine on your wound? Does it feel better? ...Anything?"
She asked.

OhOhSea:: *sigh* My phone...I despise eet. >8u

(( Lol, sorry for the lateness again XD and the short post... ))

Zien grimaced as he watched the pain on her face as she tried to move her arms. He couldn't believe he had done that to her. Hadn't he known how easily it was to harm a human? A girl like Bo was like a small flower, she would wilt if he touched her. He should have known that, but he had touched her anyways, with the intent to hurt her. He covered his ears with his hands when she started talking again. He didn't want to hear what she had to say. He refused to leave, he was attached to this town and if he had to die there, so be it. 

"I can't leave here," he muttered, looking up at her sadly as she tried to treat her wounds. He grimaced again and ignored her question about his own wounds. He had been treating it like she had instructed and it had certainly helped. A few more days of treatment and rest and he'd be back to full strength. The wound might even heal by then. 

"Bo, I'm so sorry..." he muttered, "I hurt you, I can't believe I hurt you." He clutched at his head, shaking it slowly. He didn't care about the hunters stupid contest. Right know he felt hurt enough to tear down anyone who tried to hurt him. Weak or not, he could still fight. And there was nothing more dangerous than a hurt demon who still had fight in him. 

OhOhSea:: Nah, it's fine. I just refuse to bump it anymore, it feels weird and makes me seem like a pest. :x Meh, atleast I'm in a somewhat depressed mood. Lifetime; dun watch it unless you plan to watch something like NCIS afterwords. Or Rugrats. Can't go wrong with Rugrats. :D

Bo stared over at him as he muttered to himself and, despite her current situation she wanted to laugh. People mumbling and grumbling to themselves was highly amusing, whether what they were muttering fell under that category or not. She continued to stare at him, though for a while she wasn't actually paying attention. She was just staring at his eyes; his red, red eyes. They were truly frightening to look at, but at the same time very fascinating. How many people can you say have red eyes? Not many. With demons, red eyes must be the one color they all have, but still. Red eyes were cool. She wished she had red eyes. Snapping back to reality once he started talking again, she looked over at him with an arched eyebrow. She stared down at her wounds then back up at him.

"Zien...it's not that bad. Just a bruise...and a gash. It's fine, really. I've been in worse condition everytime the townspeople would beat me for being out here. Heh. Compared to them you're a saint."

She stated bluntly, as if it were nothing. To her, it was nothing. Just what the people would do. As she stared at him, she felt like she wanted to cry. Just a little. Despite him not wanting to leave, she knew he needed to or he'd die. Now that they knew his weakness, no doubt they'd use it again, only more so. She shook her head.

"But you need to. You have to leave. You can't just die because you want to be stubborn."

She huffed in annoyance. She glanced off to the side for a bit, just listening to everything surrounding them and then looked back over at Zien. She was completely silent before she started giggling. Giggling. For no reason. And then the giggles turned into laughter. And she continued laughing...for no reason.