Crescent night.

"Ours?" Ahrach replied, "Plenty of ways. But seems that my sister here doesn't want me to, even though it is legal in the matters of kuijins," Ahrach explained.
"It is legal, I have to admit," Erelx answered, "But I do not want a brother that would humiliate our deceased parents in this way."
"They're dead, Erelx," Ahrach retorted, "Get over it."
"How dare you talk like that, Ahrach!" Erelx said, scowling at the man.

Shaeman decided to keep his mouth shut out of fear of saying something wrong that would trigger an even more violet argument between the two kuijin.

The two sibling both turned away, scowling at nothingness, on opposite sides. Ahrach sat on the ground, putting his index and major on his forehead, thinking. He then stood up again, and walked over to Vrael. He eld out his hands, offering his help to take Raven. Erelx didn't notice, and she glared at the ground.

Vrael glanced at Shaeman, who inclined his head slightly. Vrael looked back at Ahrach, holding Raven out to the Kuijin.

Ahrach took Raven with great care, knowing how to hold a humanoid being without making it uncomfrtable for the holden. Erelx looked at Ahrach, and glared at him, but preferred not to say anything, and to turn away. Her weapons clanked on her back, and she preferred taking them all off. She took off the main weapons first, putting them in a heap. Snipers, automatics... stacked up in a mechanical pile.

Vrael came to stand next to Shaeman, who murmured something in demonic, to which Vrael replied in the same language.

Erelx moved on to he medium weapons, hidden under her shirt, at the back of her pants, or even in her socks. She threw the weapons into the pile of big guns. She then looked inside her pockets, taking out small cherry bombs, and then she put one hand behind her shirt, to take the smoke bomb hidden behind her back, held by the string of her bra. She pulled it out, and twisted it in her hand, and she delicately put the cherry and smoke bombs in a small pile next to the weapons, before turning to the two silver-haired men.

The two male demons raised an eyebrow at the armoury that the female Kuijin seemed to be carrying with her. Vrael took off the bow and quiver he had slung over his back, laying them on the ground along with a sword and two daggers. Shaeman only put down two daggers, as he had not been required to fight.

Erelx looked at the weapons that the men put on the ground, smirking ever so slightly. Is that all they have? She thought to herself. She closed her eyes, and turned her head to the rising moon. Well, seems that I have nothing to do now... Except prevent dear brother from getting too close to the cursed female...

Both the male demons were watching Ahrach and Raven with slightly worried expressions, especially once they saw Raven beginning to stir.

Ahrach felt Raven shift, and he turned around, to sit on a large stone. He laid Raven on his lap, one hand behind her head. Erelx watched this, and rolled her eyes. She then looked at the sniper she had used. A sly twinkle appeared in her eyes. But she soon turned away.
No, killing her is no answer.

Vrael had spotted the glance towards the sniper, and his jaw clenched. Shaeman cast his brother a warning glance, and the vampire calmed his emotions.
Raven opened her eyes, blinking, as if she was in a daze. She knew that Vrael only ever carried weak sedatives unless he knew that he had to bring the strong ones, but she had not often been the subject of one. She looked up at Ahrach, and smiled gently. Her eyes were still red rimmed and gleaming from her crying.

Ahrach smiled back, his golden gaze meeting her violet eyes. He blew a short fringe out of his sight. Erelx turned around, and started fiddling with her weapons, rearming them, or recharging them with more ammunition. He went quickly, experimented in the domain.

Raven reached up, gently brushing the hair from Ahrach's golden gaze. She then wiped her eyes, trying to get rid of the traces of tears that she had cried not long ago.

Ahrach slid a hand down Raven's face, brushing a violet fringe from her cheek. He pulled Raven to sit up on his lap, and he looked up at her with glistening eyes, still smiling. Clanks were heard not far away, being the sound of Erelx checking her artillery.

Vrael clenched and unclenched his fist repeatedly at the sound of the loading of the guns, but he made no other move to suggest his unease.
Raven smiled at Ahrach, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Ahrach closed his eyes, keeping a firm grip on the female he loved. He also laid his head against er shoulder. Erelx finished charging her weapons, and she threw the last gun onto the pile. She took the used magazines, and put them into a leather bag that resembled a large pocket.She patted the pocket closed, and she turned around to her brother. She frowned, sighing.

Raven closed her eyes tiredly, the sedative having not worn off completely. Her brothers watched, tightlipped and also frowning.

Ahrach kept his place, not moving> Erelx rolled her eyes, and walked quietly over to the two silver-haired men. She looked at their expressions. She looked away.
"Seems that I'm not the only one who's against this relationship?" Erelx asked, looking at the ground, her hands on her hips.

"I fear for my sister's mental health." Vrael said.
"We came to realise that the laws laid down for us by the Senate were merely to stop us being more powerful than they," Shaeman explained, "And Raven had a lover once before, but he impregnated her and then broke her heart before running away."

Erelx nodded once, and then looked at the two, watching them carefully.
"I understand," Erelx answered, "But I cannot let my brother mate with her. It would dishonor the family." Erelx lowered her head. "We've been very strict on kuijin society for the past centuries with the Lusari family. We're almost known by varied families by now. The Lusari family has been a birdlike family for its whole existence. And it shall not be stopped by my brother, nor by me. I just cannot let this happen."

Neither male demon answered, but Vrael nodded once in understanding.

Erelx closed her eyes. On the outside, she was emotionless, seeing her brother with the female, but on the inside, she was trying to fight the rage to grab a weapon and shoot the demoness in the head.

Vrael and Shaeman were watching, making sure that Ahrach made no move to hurt their little sister. Vrael was struggling the most with this, resisting the temptation to use his magic.

Erelx turned around aggressively, not wanting to bear any more of the sight. She sat on the grond, a hand on her face, thinking about when she was with Jarel, the hybrid Ahrach was talking about.