King looked at Dix "hmm...oh no my name isn't King, its Adrian. Adrian Azazel." he smiled and drank some more of his whiskey "well i'm not from around here, so my hair is a different color." King laughed inside and looked around for Saya, but made it look like he was cracking his neck "so anyway...about this demon of yours"
"What arre you? Some kinda dude-ed-up egg salad? Dont pay to ask questions round these parts. Besides this was a private conversation. And I was askin' him what the dudes name was. So but out or I'll scalp ya and sell your hair as an ind'an braid." Dix tensed and placed his hand on his holster while putting the other on the table for support. (He's kinda drunk by the way)
Saya thanked the farmer who told her to go get her horse and things together. There was a small cottage out back behind the barn that she would stay in. It was her job to rent out stalls no matter what time of day. She hurried over to the saloon and untied her horse from it's post. She paused, hearing Dix talk about that King guy from the old town. Quietly she stood outside and listened, watching Dix from the hitching post. Some part inside of her wanted him to see her, another wished she would just forget about him.
Dix slumped into the chair. "Thanks." He placed the bottle on the table, then turned back to his partner. "So what happened.." He decided that if he left both palms on the table he would get some extra support. Dix glanced out the saloon's window, he could see Saya untying a horse and he swore that he knew who she was but it just didnt click.
The bartender placed more glasses on the table and took all the empty glasses and the bottles. He returned to the bar and adressed the 'King'. "With that name, and your hair, I'm suprised you ain't been shot at yet, mista'." The bartender tiredly glanced at Dix and Dan. Then glanced across the rest of the patrons. Several were looking at the 'dude-ed-up egg salad' man known as Adrien. Several had their guns on their respective tables.
She glanced in at the man who hadn't been shot yet. Interesting person, he kinda reminded her of that King guy. What was with all these Satan loving men coming into town all of the sudden? She shook her head and left her horse untied, slowly stepping up to the doors of the Saloon. "Hey Dan." She waited for him to look before tossing him the bag of what was left of his coins. "Thanks." She took a quick glance at Dix before moving back to her horse and guiding him to the stable.
King smiled "well thats very hostile of you's...now i didn't want to do this till i found her but i'm kinda mad and want to kill." King laughed as he slowly slipped of his trench to reveal his wings, one a black angel's wing and the other a demon's wing, and a katana. "now...i'll rid you both once and for all." he pulled out his new katana, which was made of either light or crystal and was embedded with ruins and razor blades
King smiled and pulled out his dagger "funny, now sit still as i explain to you that i can't die, something you can't through your damned head" he turned to the bartebder and killed him, slitting his throat and black dahlia-ing him "i'm immortal, which means i can't die, no holy water our anything can kill what i am. i'm here for a purpose and your not it"
Her heart sank when she hear her name being called. She recognised the way he said her name. Quickly she hurried into the barn and locked the doors behind her. She pulled the saddle off of her horse, gave him food and water, then locking his stall. She stayed in the barn, feeling safe there in the shadows of the hay loft.