Clean up, clean up [Open]

[humanities_strongest]

Who: Demon!Levi and you!
Where: All over the mansion
When: All event long
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Demon!Levi's need for cleanliness is more powerful than ever.
The Story:

A) [The Mansion is a mess. Or well, at least to him it is. To a normal person it might be alright, but to him right now every spot of dust or even the faint smell of lingering dog is enough to drive him insane. The need to clean is strong. So, that is just what he is doing now. On every floor of the manor he is waxing the floors, cleaning the windows, and getting rid of the cobwebs. He can't do this alone though, oh no. It was you human pigs that made this mess, you are all helping him clean.

So there is a knock at your door now. It doesn't matter what you were doing; sleeping, eating, playing some video game-- he doesn't care. And if the door isn't answered in a timely manner, well then he is just going to let himself in. Even if you thought that door was locked, guess again.]

Ugh, it's even worse in here.

[He is looking at you now with a disgusted expression as he hands you a broom.]

Let's go, clean this mess up.

B) For Integra Hellsing

[Levi, who was finishing up cleaning her room, decided now was the time to look through a few of her things to find a bit more about the vampire hunter. Even if Wonderland had messed with his memories, his curiosity for her past was still here. So here he is, flipping through a photo album she had on her night stand.

He wasn't sure about this tall guy in red in almost all of the photos.]

Comments

B.

[humanities_greatest]

[She must have been tired last night because she had definitely over slept when she finally rose from her pillow. The room had been so quiet she almost hadn't noticed the familiar figure standing in there.]

Levi? [Her hands instinctively came and brought the sheets around her.] What are you doing in here?

[humanities_strongest]

Hm?

[He doesn't even look up, he is too busy looking through your shit.]

Why would I be here?

[Isn't he always in here...but that's not the point.] You look really happy with this red guy. [why.]

[humanities_greatest]

[No, you're not always in here. She rubs her eyes lightly.]

Did you break in through my window just to go through my stuff? What red guy.

[humanities_strongest]

No, I used the door.

[Duh, what do you think he is? A thug?

He turns the photo album around now and points to the figure of Alucard. He doesn't recall this guy being in Wonderland...or ever even near Integra for that matter.]

Him.

[humanities_greatest]

[She looks from Levi to the photo album.]

That's Alucard, my weapon. Get out.

[humanities_strongest]

Weapon?

[Last he checked that wasn't a thing.]

That doesn't seem right.

[humanities_greatest]

What would you know, that's Alucard. The vampire I told you about. How can you possibly not remember this?

[humanities_strongest]

No.

[He shuts the book and just stares for her now.]

Unless you're cheating on our deal now?

[humanities_greatest]

On what deal, exactly?

[You're starting to worry her. She slipped out of bed and grabbed her rob e, covering herself up.]

What has gotten into you?

[humanities_strongest]

Playing dumb doesn't suit you.

[Really, even if you are human, he thought better of you at least.]

Stop acting like you don't know.

[humanities_greatest]

I don't. Make your point. What are you talking about.

[humanities_strongest]

You gave me your soul.

[How could you forget that?]

For 'the power to protect humanity' right?

[humanities_greatest]

[Yeah. Now she's realizing what's going on here. It seems Wonderland decided to make a few changes and left her out of it. She moved towards him.]

Levi, that's nonsense. I did no such thing, Wonderland is playing tricks on you.

[humanities_strongest]

[He holds his hand out to stop her, those blackened wings were now starting to show.]

I think I know what I'm talking about here.

[humanities_greatest]

[She didn't take a step back but she did freeze where she stood. Wings? No, he wasn't a human anymore and much worse. If they were discussing the dealings of souls that made him-]

You're a demon.

[humanities_strongest]

You act surprised.

[He stands now.]

You knew that.

[humanities_greatest]

Would you believe me if I told you I'm not the person you think I am?

[humanities_strongest]

Probably not.

[He starts to move towards her now.]

Because even if you aren't, I still own Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing.

[humanities_greatest]

[She stood her ground glaring at him.]

I belong to no man. Especially not a demon.

[humanities_strongest]

That's not what you've told me before.

[A hand goes to her cheek as he stands in front of her now.]

Is this you telling me you're going back on our deal?

[His hand moves softly and slowly from her cheek, down to her neck. His gentleness disappears as his fingers now tighten around her throat.]

Because you know what the means.

BELATED AS FUQ but I need Levi in my life /o\

[lipizzaner]

[Sleeping had been the name of the game for Jean when Levi'd come to call. Not that he really needs it, of course, but being stuck here has a way of making even angels fall in line with the status quo- they're pretty good at that anyway, right?

The demonic presence alone is enough to wake him, more than the knock... But all it succeeds in is making him groan and roll over, throw a black-tipped wing over his face in the vain hope that ignoring it will make him go away.

Seconds later, when Levi appears right in his space, Jean really has to question why he ever thought that would work.]

Ugh... Again? [The grunt comes from the bed- he's alert, but he's not up yet.] What's wrong with my room?

[Is it the unfolded clothes? The half-eaten (and also unnecessary) sandwich sitting on a plate on his end table? The coffee ring set next to it...?

COULDN'T BE.]

[[ooc: I'm assuming they know each other BUT SINCE THEY'RE ON OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE SPECTRUM HERE I figured Levi's authority would be less than it will be when Jean goes back to normal and realizes he sassed his commanding officer like a jackass...... IF THAT ISN'T COOL LET ME KNOW and I'll adjust!]]

come to me horse boy

[humanities_strongest]

((ooc: THAT'S TOTALLY LEGIT.))

What isn't wrong with it?

[For an angel...you are messy as hell.]

It smells like shit in here. [He drops the broom right on Jean as he goes to open the curtains. Ew, there is even dust on this. Do you not clean anything here, Jean?]

So get up. We're cleaning.

/o/

[lipizzaner]

[Look, he's gotta go around being all holy and shit, ain't nobody got time for cleanliness unless it's the godly kind.

Actually, wait, that's probably blasphemy; he's become a bit lax since being stuck here, honestly.

He rolls over onto his back- and the broom- with a scowl.]

I don't know what kind of food you've been eating if an old sandwich smells like shit to you.

[Come on-- it's peanut butter. That never goes bad, or something. He waves his hand and it looks like new again, save for the single bite taken out of the corner. What? It's early, okay? He's not quite up for miracle-ing just yet.

...He does make an attempt at taking care of the cloud of dust the curtains have kicked up, though it's with limited success, about on par with a child dunking a dirty bowl into a sink once and declaring it "clean".] Better?

[He just wants you out of his room, Levi.]

[humanities_strongest]

[Wow that is just...this is just sad. He didn't think anyone could be this terrible. But not, they can. Congrats, Jean. You proved him wrong.

Weren't angels suppose to be cleaner than most?

At least that was one thing he liked about heaven. How clean it always way. Without taking his eyes off of him, Levi snaps on his gloves and takes hold the partially eaten sandwich. He stares for a moment.]

You like eating in your room?

[Getting crumbs everywhere, leading in ants and who know what? Well then Jean, you're going to eat. Without another word he takes that sandwich and shoves it into Jean's face, trying to get it into his mouth.]

Then eat.

LMMFAO LEVI PLZ

[lipizzaner]

[Well, most angels are cleaner than most. Jean's just a hopeless case. Very, very sad.

Even sadder is that LEVI'S AIM IS TRUE, and so Jean finds himself enjoying the savory delights of Old Sandwich, at least until he coughs it out...

And right onto the bed.]

Urk--! Ugh, come on, now it's all over my sheets!

[Think about what you've done, Levi. May god himself strike you down...

Only, you know. Not. Because god isn't here and so in lieu of calling the lightning storm of justice down on his ass, Jean waves a hand and vanishes the crumbs (and his top sheet, whoops) before offering Levi a glare.]

It wasn't hurting anyone just sitting on the plate...