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Waking : Fables Pt.2

The reserves of Greenland were protected even before the world became Tsuriai. It was largely protected by nature itself, harsh climate and isolated locale made it ideal to protect some of the creatures who decided to brave the world of humans. Talon had been charged with protecting it. As time went on, Karas joined him in that task. When Lucifer set up a new world the task of protecting the reserve fell mostly to Karas.

 One of his visits to the icy lands led to an encounter that would forever change his life. He happened upon a young girl with lovely brown curls heading toward a protected village of fawns in the reserve. Karas pounced in front of her and smiled hoping at once for her to return the smile and for her to do something foolish and give him a chance to stretch his legs for a change.

 “Out of my way, demon.” The girl huffed impatiently.

 “You have no place here.” Karas grinned at the flush her frustration brought to her face and decided to see how pink he could make her. “Human.”

 “I have every right to be here.” Thalia walked up to him confidently and slapped him across the face. “Now step aside. My father expects me.”

 “Father?” Karas rubbed his face as he sniffed at her. “Half-breed?”

 “You find that distasteful?” Thalia walked on without paying him any mind. “Some protector you are.”

 “You know who I am?” Karas caught up to her and fell in step beside her. He was suddenly excited by the fact he was recognizable after such a short time appointed to the Circle.

 “Second of Drifa.” Thalia droned on with a tone that suggested she was unimpressed. “Before that you helped protect the creatures here. Though you clearly don’t know them very well.”

 “Thalia!” Hallax exclaimed as he rushed at his daughter. He was not entirely thrilled to see she had arrived with a demon, but it wasn’t the one he had to worry over so he kept his distaste to himself and greeted the guest. “And who is your guest?”

 “Not a guest, Papa.” Thalia sighed. “We just met on the way. He is not staying.”

 “Charming girl, Hallax.” Karas teased. “I guess that’s the human half showing.”

 “We do not speak ill of the dead here.” Hallax answered sadly.

 “You should go.” Thalia turned and slapped him once more. “Before you offend someone else.”

 As some of the other fawns nodded in agreement Karas realized his sense of humor had crossed a line and he felt more than a little disgusted with himself. He bowed to Thalia and her father. “My apologies. I will take my leave.”

Breakseal

Karas saw her by chance weeks later on the streets of Drifa and ran right over to her. He had rushed in so quickly and hadn’t thought of a word to say and ended up standing there stupidly as she shook her head.

 “You are in my way.” Thalia smiled. The demon in front of her seemed to be sincere and despite her fathers’ warnings she was intrigued by his stumbling attempts to approach her. “Again.”

 “I wanted to apologize properly.” Karas took her hands suddenly. Warm soft fingers that squeezed his in return. “I really didn’t mean to upset anyone. Let me take you to dinner.”

 “I don’t really date.” Thalia laughed. This demon was so adorably awkward she couldn’t help but like him. “I’ll tell you what though, I was going shopping. You can hold the bags.”

 “Deal.” Karas wiggled all twenty of his fingers in agreement. “And I am sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

 “Don’t worry over it.” Thalia smiled reassuringly. “My family is a little superstitious and my father doesn’t have much trust for demons.”

 “I thought the fawns were on good terms with us.” Karas shrugged and crossed one set of arms as he fell into a comfortable stride beside her.

 “We are.” Thalia paused a moment wondering if her fathers distrust was contagious. She shook off the momentary shivers and continued. “With Papa, it is personal. I suppose it should be my torch to carry as well. You will just have to try and prove us wrong.”

Breakseal

 

“I will never stop trying.” Karas smiled and waited for Thalia to finish her shift.

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Waking : Fables Pt.1

“You can’t just hide in there.” Karas reiterated the thoughts Talon had been shouting for days at the office door that had remained sealed since Frost returned. “At least let me see him.”

 “Lord Frost needs rest.” Presia let her voice permeate through the dark monolith of the office door. “You can tell Talon he can wait.”

 “I wish you would at least tell me what happened.” Karas walked away stroking his horns frustrated and headed for Talon’s office. The door was already open and he found the Circles head scribbling something angrily. “She still wont open the door.”

 “I heard.” Talon looked up irritated. “Must you state the obvious?”

 “Well, I’m off then.” Karas shrugged. “I have other work to do. I’m not going to watch a door all day.”

 “You’ll do as I say.” Talon laughed arrogantly. He immensely enjoyed the power he held over Karas, particularly because he knew how much it irritated him. “But for now, you can be off, I’m expecting a guest so I wont be going anywhere.”

 Karas took one last look up at the locked door of Frost’s office before he stepped out into the crisp air of Drifa. It had taken years to get accustomed to wandering freely among humans, but he was familiar enough now that it felt like home. A few of the townsfolk waved a greeting and he returned the wave with two of his four hands. Their giggles made him smile. He was not as capable of blending in as some of the other demons of his stature. As if the extra set of arms was not enough to set him apart, he had a set of black horns similar to those of a ram. Still he had a boyish charm to him, and features that could have made him frightening lent well to his well toned form and wide smile. He seemed to have a popular sway among the people in Drifa, though admittedly not as much as Frost or Talon. None of which bothered him. There was only one person in Drifa who he wanted to impress and he had been trying for centuries.

 Karas crossed his second set of arms in front of him as he often did to keep them out of the way and headed on his merry way. He needed a break from worrying over Frost and couldn’t think of a better way then to catch up with his crush. He wandered his way through the cozy town of Drifa until he found himself at the door for the little clothing store where his little secret worked.

 When he arrived, he paused a moment just to look at her. Her sweet face framed in brown curls and the deep brown eyes that forever had him compromising. She was as always nearly prudishly buttoned up. Long skirt, high socks and a turtle neck today. As adorably modest as she was it couldn’t hide her figure and Karas knew she would look just as lovely out of her clothes as she did in them. Still he didn’t mind the wait. Part of him was glad for it. As human as she looked he imagined she thought of him as anything but attractive. So he told himself he would win her heart the hard way and had spent hundreds of years showing her who he was instead of what.

 Thalia saw him grinning and rolled her eyes before going about her business of hanging clothes back on a rack. She knew he would be in a moment later so she may as well finish up. Karas was just a part of the normal routine now. No use fighting it.

 “You busy?” Karas tapped her shoulder playfully.

 “Well. I am at work.” Thalia smiled at him. Despite the first impression Karas had turned into something of a friend over the years. “You should go away now.”

 “That is no way to talk to a customer miss.” Karas pulled a skirt off a nearby rack. “You have this in my size?”

 “Would you get out!” Thalia grabbed the skirt and started to nudge him toward the door. “Pick me up after work. You can be my shortcut up north.”

 “Deal.” Karas left satisfied that at least he could spend a little time with her later. He enjoyed any time with her at all. Since the very first time she slapped him.

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