Blue Ribbon Beef

On the hunt again, To'Len was hunting a slightly different prey this time. The Demon had found someone he was figuring would be an easy steal of a hunt. He already had a few long term hunts going on. This should be much quicker turn out. Maybe a month or two before they would do anything he wanted. He had tracked this one for a few weeks learning their quirks, learning what they would like. Being ready for the day to begin stealing them away for his own uses in his harem. So here he was in the alley of between a very homey, down to earth kind of bar. Something his target has gone to on a few occasions.

And he waited, until he saw them pass by ignoring his shadowed corner as they passed by. Grinning evilly, To'Len shifted. Something close to what they were, to compliment them, to give them something familiar. He gained a bit in height but he could never majorly change that. What did change though was his muscle mass and look. Shiny deep brown healthy fur sprouting over his body, like deep rich chocolate. An elongated face and horns, those looking like he carved them off an inch or so off so they wouldn't interfere with day to day life. Hooves instead of feet. And bright hay yellow colored eyes. His transformation ending a few minutes later, making him look like a prime specimen of a semi-bovine humanoid. To'Len would call himself a Minotaur, but they tended to be much bigger than how he looked right now. The demon even over heard once that his target didn't really call themself a Minotaur. So he was going to have to improve that bit. But he was ready now. The only major thing holding over between his normal demon form and this was a white cresent moon on his forehead.

He was ready and now was only going to be the best chance he had for the next while to start this whole process. With an easy gait, his morphed hands in his pockets as he shouldered the door open, he walked into the bar with a casual smile on his face before walking up to the bar, passing by his target as if he hadn't seen her yet, and ordering a drink of double shot of whiskey. That and some oats or something similar to chew on. Though To'Len could still eat like normal, his target did not, and making himself as approachable and appealing to his target was the whole plan. In fact after taking a quick drink of the whiskey To'Len watched the TV for a moment before beginning to look around the room nonchalantly. When his eyes came to rest upon his target, a certain Marigold. He kept his eyes on her for longer than they had on the rest of the room, widened and since he mimicked taking a drink at that moment to fain choking on his drink he turned back from looking at Marigold to cough. That whole reaction to looking at her was to make Marigold realize that this person found her stunningly attractive. And with To'Len's scouting and recon, she was pretty desperate to find someone to love. Her Lovelines reaching out trying to attach to anyone they could. If this didn't work To'Len could always try something a bit more... conventional.

@Porky

Putting on the facade of pulling himself together To'Len ran a big hand through his 'hair' that was more akin to a thick mane. Something that would help Marigold imagine wrapping their arms around him and tangling their fingers in it. But To'Len's false personality had him keep glancing over at Marigold before having him down his whiskey and ordering another and downing half of that before seeming to pump himself up a little bit. With a nod he gave a grunt and moved over towards Marigold.

As he was about to speak up to Marigold, To'len forced himself to bump into one of the bar stools causing him to stumble quickly into Marigold's personal space before halting himself just before touching her. He was standing up right and he paused there, looking at Marigold he caused a blush to form visibly before stammering out a quick apology and taking a step back. "Hell's bells, I am so sorry mam. I believe I was quite stunned upon seeing you and tripped over my own two hooves."

Going quiet for a awkward moment, like he had something he had scripted to himself in the moment and that was now thrown out the window and was no longer on a prepared brain wave before trying to get something out to fill the quiet. "May I offer to buy your drink? I'd... well, I would love to ask if I could join you. And possibly get your name?... I'm Byron!" He introduced himself quite hastily like he figured that just asking for Marigold's name to be quite rude of himself. To'Len mentally chuckled to himself, this would be to easy.

To'Len could help but chuckle mentally. This was exactly going according to plan and he could see the cords of her love attempting to latch on to him. "Oh don't worry about me mam. I have taken worse in tussels back home. My clumsy footing won't do me in." To'len flexed his arm and gripped his bicep at the same time. "Mama Winchester didn't raise no weak sons."

When the bar tender came over with a cocked eyebrow To'Len pulled out his wallet and paid more than what their original drinks. "Marigold? My, that's a a fresh spring breeze on a hot summers day. Everyone around here has the strangest names." When Marigold asked if 'Byron' was a minotaur and why she hadn't seen him around. Grinning broadly as he ran a hand through his mane of hair. "I actually only got here about a week ago. Been to busy trying to get to know people around me. This has honestly been the first time I've had a moment to myself and well, than I got to meet you."

"I don't think I'll need to call you anything else. Marigold is a lovely name." To'len gave a wide grin, "I'm also really glad to meet someone like you. Seeing at least another like me eases my burdens." Giving a low deep chuckle in his chest he tried to make it sound friendly rather than intimidating. He also took some inititive and took Marigold's hand in his and gently kissed her fingers before placing his other hand on hers. "Again, I can't say enough that you honestly took my breath away when I laid eyes upon you."

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To'Len chuckled as he heard just how silly she was being. This was so perfect, she didn't suspect anything, hell if things went well. He'd probably get to enjoy this long haul work "I couldn't imagine any better way to spend my time than to getting to know you." He kept holding Marigold's hand, reinforcing his persona wanting to keep Marigold close to him.

When they said that he was just saying things to butter her up he smiled, leaned in closer and whispered into her ear. "I keep saying it, because it's true." He gently placed a kiss against her cheek. He pulled back and looked into her eyes smiling.

As she began to say that she didn't think she was special. "Everyone has their tastes Mariegold. Sure there are other lovely women. And others may worship these so called 'Goddesses' but I do not. As of this moment, you are more beautiful than they." Taking a bold step forward he leaned forward and gently kissed Mariegold on the lips.