[ wonders if he was like this before she reshaped him. sometimes she feels bad for having done that to him but it was either that or leaving him to die alone
sometimes she thinks it would have been better ]
[ she's going to get a muffin and so much coffee ]
[No, no it wouldn't. He's grabbing this second chance at living with teeth and nails, girly. If he has to serve the Devil while he's at it, then let it be that way. A deity is a deity is a deity, this one just happens to have nicer perks.
[ the company is terrible. but he hasn't gone down to Hell yet so that might be it. diana has been there and it was not very good. would not recommend. then again she probably has it worse because the devil steers her around like a pawn ]
That's fine. [ maybe it'll drown the demonic voices screaming in her brain that sometimes she's assaulted with ] You want anything?
[Who needs demonic voices in your brain when you have one right in front of you. And anyway... he's not exactly eager to go take that trip to hell so soon. Corrupting humans right here is fun, yo.]
[ his voice is very nice. demonic voices are Awful. and she's going to keep him around for as long as she can. he's basically the only friend she has right now even if he's a demon and kind of a dickass, but she still feels responsible for him. you never forget your first haha. ]
[thank u mom. He grabs his glass and bottle before making a way to the table, next to the shop window. Mm yes, he likes getting a view. You never know when one of those stinky priests might pass by.]
[ pays for the food and takes the plate and coffee with her, walking behind him before taking a seat across, setting the stuff down. leans back on the comfortable cushioned chair and watches the people go by, slowly taking a drink of her coffee ]
It's been a while since we found a core city. [ u kno, the fortress kind of holy cities where gods usually sit their fat asses on ] She's getting restless.
[Not that he knows firsthand, but he can guess from what he sees coming from Diana.]
You wanna steal a car this time? Could make it faster for us. [He arches his brows, points at her like a lightbulb just flashed in his head.] Or segways!
[ he can take the quirky weirdo role in this duo, she's fine with it. ]
Make sure you know which to Impel. Don't go with Wrath on a Buddhist or Greed on a philanthropist. [ teaching a demon how to fuck around with sins. this is her life now. ]
He finishes up his drink with one last swig, adjusts his shirt around his collar and walks on over to the lady. He leans like he's hitting on her, but seeing as their age gap is a bit too glaring, it becomes more comical than enticing.
Except all he needs is a quick read to tell this one's all about Envy. And all he has to do is amp up her desire to have a better car than her neighbor's. She doesn't need this one anymore, just walk on over there and get your husband to buy you a new one.
And he walks back into the café swinging the carkeys in one finger. Eyyy.]
[ she keeps eating her food, drinking the sugared cappuccino while having her eyes on him all the time from behind the window. there's no expression on her face as he corrupts and impels. she is aware that it isn't right to do these things, not by human morals, but at the same time, it's a necessary mean for a greater good
at least this isn't so bad when she has to help his dinky ass hunt for human flesh - or when she has to do it for herself. that certainly leaves a bitter taste in her mouth and a sickness in her stomach.
when he returns, she smiles and nods. finishing the coffee, she sets the cup down and gets up, brushing off the crumbs from her lap ]
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[ wonders if he was like this before she reshaped him. sometimes she feels bad for having done that to him but it was either that or leaving him to die alone
sometimes she thinks it would have been better ]
[ she's going to get a muffin and so much coffee ]
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And the company isn't so bad.]
All that coffee's gonna drown your brain.
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That's fine. [ maybe it'll drown the demonic voices screaming in her brain that sometimes she's assaulted with ] You want anything?
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Can I have a ginger ale?
[Meeeeehm.]
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Mhm. [ she is looking over the muffins ]
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He doesn't get to enjoy much these days. Strongest sensations are the only ones that really seem worth it anymore, and even then...
All the more reasons to corrupt humans, right. Who's to say they should have less when you can't have enough?]
Chocolate chip looks good.
[wiggles his brows at her.]
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One chocalte muffin, a ginger ale and-- [ points to the big cup ] --a cappuccino in one of those. Double sugar. Thanks.
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So what's up, buttercup?
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if anything she's your big sister. ]
[ pays for the food and takes the plate and coffee with her, walking behind him before taking a seat across, setting the stuff down. leans back on the comfortable cushioned chair and watches the people go by, slowly taking a drink of her coffee ]
It's been a while since we found a core city. [ u kno, the fortress kind of holy cities where gods usually sit their fat asses on ] She's getting restless.
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She's always restless.
[Not that he knows firsthand, but he can guess from what he sees coming from Diana.]
You wanna steal a car this time? Could make it faster for us. [He arches his brows, points at her like a lightbulb just flashed in his head.] Or segways!
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[ makes a small sound in the back of her throat, not meeting his eye ] More so than usual, I mean. [ so literal
turns to look at him mid-sip and frowns, thinking about it, before snorting ] A car will do. [ ur so weird ] Do you want to do it this time?
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[He knows he's weird. He relishes in his weirdness. It's the best you should try it sometime.
Sips.]
Need to brush up on my skills. So sure, I'll do it.
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Make sure you know which to Impel. Don't go with Wrath on a Buddhist or Greed on a philanthropist. [ teaching a demon how to fuck around with sins. this is her life now. ]
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Really Diana. Really.]
And don't offer a burger to a vegetarian. Got it.
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[sua esfomeada]
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[ mouthful of muffin ]
Keep an eye out for cars.
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drinks more.]
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[ eats the muffin while waiting for someone to be their victim. ]
There. [ points to a woman opening her car ] Go.
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He finishes up his drink with one last swig, adjusts his shirt around his collar and walks on over to the lady. He leans like he's hitting on her, but seeing as their age gap is a bit too glaring, it becomes more comical than enticing.
Except all he needs is a quick read to tell this one's all about Envy. And all he has to do is amp up her desire to have a better car than her neighbor's. She doesn't need this one anymore, just walk on over there and get your husband to buy you a new one.
And he walks back into the café swinging the carkeys in one finger. Eyyy.]
Who's the man? I'm the man.
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at least this isn't so bad when she has to help his dinky ass hunt for human flesh - or when she has to do it for herself. that certainly leaves a bitter taste in her mouth and a sickness in her stomach.
when he returns, she smiles and nods. finishing the coffee, she sets the cup down and gets up, brushing off the crumbs from her lap ]
I'll even let you drive.
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[Why do you think he looks so confident, girly.]
How was the muffin?
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[ zips up her jacket and walks over to the car that now belongs to them, to the passenger's side ]
We need to go buy weapons.
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Know anyone who's sellin'?
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I might. [ leans back on her seat and puts her feet up, crossing her arms over her belly ] There's a guy in Chicago.
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