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Dever frowned, and waved over the nearest of the kitchen staff to double check the times for dinner. "Thank you Princess Gayle, that had slipped my mind. Dinner will be available between 6 and 8, so you may come to the dining hall at any point to eat. More formal dinners will be held on special...

The next few minutes were filled with an uncomfortable silence, Declan slipping out with his plate finally giving Kloude something to say. "So! I'm going to check on Ne and then I can drop you off whenever you want."

8:30AM The Dining Hall Madam Dever stood in the doorway, frowning at the room. She hadn't expected everyone to be overly enthusiastic, especially after being filled in on the disaster that was dinner, but the despondent group at the table was a tad extreme. Some seemed exhausted, others just...

"I'm not! There isn't! Like, Ne is. Sort of. She's only half gay. Which is also fine. It's really fine!" Declan coughed, trying to hide his laughter. "I think she's got it. It's fine." (My phone is refusing italics. So. Underline it is.)

"We go every few days," Kloude told her, "Y'know. If you ever want to tag along."

Kloude hoped his disappointment wasn't written all over his face. It most definitely was. "Oh. You're- Well. That's nice."

Carduus pressed a light kiss to the bloody drawing, and released Valerie seconds before the pattern began to carve itself into the woman's arm. She looked away, taking a moment to wipe her blood soaked fingers on her jeans and light another cigarette. "I'll see you around," she said, and within...

Dropping the butt to the ground, the demon dug a sharp nail into the burn until blood started to pool rapidly in Valerie's palm. Pulling out her bloodied finger, the blonde shoved up the woman's sleeve and then began tracing a pattern from the wound and up her arm. It was a large but simple...

A few quick taps of the screen, and the blonde was done. Tucking her phone into her back pocket she darted forward and snatched up Valerie's hand. "Nice to meet you, Val," she said, and proceeded to put her cigarette out on the women's open palm.

Humans were so dramatic, it was ridiculous. "And I'm sure he'll appreciate it when he finds out he wasted his time saving you," the blonde snapped, glancing up from her phone again. "I'll need your name too, and then you can sign the contract."

There's a moment of silence as the demon types away, before frowning down at her phone. "An inoperable tumour? That's a lot of paperwork... is your boyfriend really worth all this? He'll just dump you when a prettier one comes along."

Another snort, this time accompanied by an eye roll. Taking a long drag from her cigarette the demon sighs, and pulls out a mobile phone. She unlocks it, fiddles around for a moment, nods to herself, and looks at the girl again. "I'll need his name."

She snorted, a harsh sound accompanied by a sharp twist to her smile. Humans could be so tedious, and she was hardly in the mood after being dragged onto this plane on her personal day. "Oh, really?" she asked, sarcasm dripping from her words, "And here I thought I was called out for a friendly...

"She?" Declan asked, confused, "Who?"

Hi! I think this is a fascinating concept and I'd be interested

21st of January, 2017. Close to midnight. Brooklyn, New York City. An alley behind Alibi. The shadows seem to ripple, and the temperature drops so suddenly that frost creeps across the ground beneath their feet. Before the woman can turn around a tiny girl snatches her cigarette away and skips...

@Pingu Here you go love!

you stand alone at a crossroad a cigarette held loosely between cold fingers it's only been seconds, it feels like hours one moment alone and then your cigarette has been taken by a warm hand too warm for this winter weather you see a sweet smile and bright eyes you feel so much colder you...

Kloudes laughed again, relaxing back against the couch. It was cute seeing her all flustered. "What about you then? Seeing anyone?"