Until The End Of Time -- {Winterfell}

[Rogue of Night]

"You wanted to see us, sir?"
Daemon looked up, his eyes piercing and cold; emotionless, insensitive. Selene was a deep red, her gaze anywhere but him, and Pryst looked homicidal with rage that their "activities" had been interrupted for a meeting with their leader.
"What the hell do you want us for?!" demanded Pryst.
Daemon shot him a withering look. "I am releasing the both of you."
Selene's head whipped around so fast, he was sure it would've snapped off her neck. She stared at him, eyes wide, jaw having dropped wide. "WHAT?! WHY?!"
"I have many reasons for this decision," Daemon replied coolly, standing from his antique chair behind a large, oak desk. "First and foremost, the deliberate entering of private property without permission."
Selene dropped her gaze. "I didn't think you'd be there."
Daemon's eyes narrowed further. "And that gives you the right to use my space?"
"Don't take it out on her," Pryst snarled, just restraining from lunging at the demon.
"Would you rather I take it out on you?" inquired the demon man, shifting his death-gaze to the man.
Pryst cleverly kept his mouth shut.
"I will give the both of you two hours to get out of my camp."
"WHAT?!" Selene shook her head, advancing to the desk. "Daemon, it's me! Selene! Remember?"
Pryst began to growl at her now provocative position on the desk.
Daemon just stared at her like she was crazy. "You're annoying, weak, and pitiful. I want you out."
Selene looked hurt as she stepped back.
"You can't do this!" Pryst stated furiously.
"Can't I?" Daemon folded his muscular arms across his chest. "Would you like to try to defy my orders?"
Pryst's expression softened with defeat. "No."
"Get the hell out."
With an exchanged glance, the two left the Meeting Tent to do as they were ordered.
Daemon returned to his chair, sitting down immediately to look over some paperwork. He'd need to find some new recruits, not that they needed them, but he preferred even numbers in a team.

[Cute]

Rosie gripped the balcony railing, it began to rain heavily and water droplets made her hair cling to her skin. She looked pail and dead, and she started to cry knowing it was ok cause she knew she could lie cause it was raining.

[Rogue of Night]

Daemon glanced up at the sound of rain splattering the shelter roofing. It rolled off the sides, casting eerie shadows throughout the darkening place, though he was unafraid. Demons were courageous and held no fear in anything but the loss of their purpose. Though even that didn't scare the blonde demon.
Lightning flickered above, and as thunder crashed down around them, shouts and yells came from the clearing. The second-in-command was ordering everyone to seek shelter.

[Cute]

Rosie looked up, her eyes glimmered with the lightning. She held out her hand a small flame formed before her eyes. This small flame kept her warm and dry. But, she was too distracted with the thoughts of the demon to keep the flame alive. The first traces of water had burned it out.

[Rogue of Night]

((she should go see him))

He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes as the Camp sounds surrounded him. It was calming, and he wondered if maybe that was why he felt the connection back in his own shelter.
Daemon stood once more, moving out of the Meeting Shelter to enter the clearing. The rain was pouring down around him, lightning flickering overhead. It was there, right in the middle, that he stopped and watched the light show in the clouds.

[Cute]

Ooc.
Eh.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc;; Okay, fine then. She doesn't have to

[Cute]

Ooc.
Eh.

Bic.
Rosie found herself next to Daemon. She didnt't transport herself here. What the fuck. Her slim body wqas dripping wet. She didn't want to be noticed by him. Rosie turned her head to the other direction. She felt cold, even though her arms were wrapped firmly around herself.

[Rogue of Night]

Daemon sensed her arrival, and he lowered his chin slowly, glancing at her through still-blazing red eyes. It seemed he forgot how to return them to normal.
He said not a word as the rain ran in torrents down his body. His gaze swept over her form, taking notice that she seemed cold, and slowly - subconsciously - he took a step closer, and another, until they were not even a foot from the other, and his arms then encircled her, pulling her up against him. The warmth of his body radiated off of him.

[Cute]

Rosie wanted to push him away so bad, but the warmth radiating off of him were so comfortably that she didn't want to leave. Rosie never looked to see his faced, her head was still turned and her eyes were looking down avoiding his gaze.

[Rogue of Night]

"I remember now..." Daemon whispered softly. "It was you whom I loved."

[Cute]

Rosie whispered softly,"But you can't be with me I don't want you to die because of my mistakes. Your emotions will get in the way."

[Rogue of Night]

Daemon's eyes closed halfly out of contentment. "Then I want to savor this moment. Please."

[Cute]

Rosie nodded and returned the embrace.

[Rogue of Night]

After a few moments of thunder and lightning battling for the overcast sky above, and the rain pelting down on their bodies, Daemon pulled away, though just enough to plant a delicate kiss on her lips.