NobleSixIsInACave
Keeping it Cheeki, and Keeping it Breeki
Kodiakk
Erwin was perhaps one of the most well known new demons in hell, for like Alastor, he had risen to the position of overlord, but unlike the radio demon, it was not due to inherent power he held, but because he was tactical genius, and was every bit as ruthless as he was intelligent, which had allowed him to not only dispose of one of overlords and take their place, but then greatly improve the base of power they held, enough so that his corner of hell actually seemed stable, even if it came at the cost of many lives and the liberties that the other parts of hell came with. Indeed, his slice of the underworld was a stark contrast to the rest of hell, and everything was planned, including the response to the extermination. Unlike the other overlords, who typically cowered away or found safe haven, he stayed out with little fear, for he had long since discovered not only that the exterminators had a quota, but what it tended to be. They were careful not to take anymore than they needed, as if they were gardeners trimming a plant, and he was happy to throw the less desirable demons in his territory to the wolves, using it as incentive for the rest who remained to prove themselves to be worth keeping, and even in the chaos that often followed, his territory was rarely assailed, for doing so would not mean a turf war, for Erwin did not indulge in such petty games, but all out war, and Erwin was a master of the art of war.
It was because of this, that variables that he could not account for irked him more than anything nowadays, and an establishment that had opened just barely beyond his territory, the Happy Hotel, was one of those variables. Normally, a simple business would not even earn his attention in the slightest, but this was no normal business. This particular Hotel, was one run by the Princess of Hell herself, Charlie Magne, with the intent of rehabilitating demons, or so she claimed. Admittedly, he wouldn't have cared now just like he didn't care nearly a year ago when she announced it, infact, he would have been content with treating it as neutral ground, a sort of Switzerland to his Germany. That was not the case however, as he had gotten word that Alastor, one of his chief rivals, had been spending a concerning amount of time here, with the Princess. He could not strike at it directly, to eliminate what very well could be a ruse for some plot of Alastor's, as doing so would place Charlie in danger and earn him the ire of Lucifer, and he was not ready to challenge the lord of hell, atleast, not yet. He decided the best course of action would be to figure out for himself what exactly was going on with this hotel, and he found that in the case of Alastor and his deviousness, he could not trust anyone to come away from him alive or not played into the radio demon's hands.
That was why Erwin decided to come here himself, perhaps posing as a benefactor or customer, to learn what he could before the extermination kicked off, so determine if there was more than he suspected going on here, and if so, how to deal with it. He reasoned that the radio demon would not be expecting Erwin to come forth so boldly, and thus, he would catch him off guard, and they'd atleast be on an even playing field. As he reached the door, he hesitated, thinking that perhaps he was acting too hastily, before his eyes narrowed and resolve strengthened. When he marched across the Rhineland, laying waste to all who stood before him, he had never once hesitated, and his iron will would not be shaken now. He knocked, hard, and then waited for a response. He would get to the bottom of this.
Although Valentino found his incredibly luxurious Limousine often very relaxing, now was not one of those times. It was that time of year again, where everything became hectic, due to the coming of the Yearly Extermination, which meant that as one of the most important demons in hell, he had more to do than most. Right now though, he was stuck in traffic, unable to get anything useful done, as he sat around here in the middle of the city. He took a long drag of the cigarette placed in his fancy ciagrette holder and grimaced. To make matters worse, one of his best stars, Angel Dust, had practically stopped performing, in favor of living for free with the Princess of Hell in her fancy hotel. If it were anyone else, he'd teach them both some manners, but he wasn't going to bother Charlie. As he glanced out the window, and observed the demons outside, he noticed a small, rabbit girl. She seemed to be rather lost or unsure of what she was doing, and, more importantly to Valentino, she certainly didn't look bad, especially in those loose robes. Rolling down the window, as he kept a cool smile on his face, he called out to her. "Hey, Hey you with the robes! Whats a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here wandering all alone?"
Erwin was perhaps one of the most well known new demons in hell, for like Alastor, he had risen to the position of overlord, but unlike the radio demon, it was not due to inherent power he held, but because he was tactical genius, and was every bit as ruthless as he was intelligent, which had allowed him to not only dispose of one of overlords and take their place, but then greatly improve the base of power they held, enough so that his corner of hell actually seemed stable, even if it came at the cost of many lives and the liberties that the other parts of hell came with. Indeed, his slice of the underworld was a stark contrast to the rest of hell, and everything was planned, including the response to the extermination. Unlike the other overlords, who typically cowered away or found safe haven, he stayed out with little fear, for he had long since discovered not only that the exterminators had a quota, but what it tended to be. They were careful not to take anymore than they needed, as if they were gardeners trimming a plant, and he was happy to throw the less desirable demons in his territory to the wolves, using it as incentive for the rest who remained to prove themselves to be worth keeping, and even in the chaos that often followed, his territory was rarely assailed, for doing so would not mean a turf war, for Erwin did not indulge in such petty games, but all out war, and Erwin was a master of the art of war.
It was because of this, that variables that he could not account for irked him more than anything nowadays, and an establishment that had opened just barely beyond his territory, the Happy Hotel, was one of those variables. Normally, a simple business would not even earn his attention in the slightest, but this was no normal business. This particular Hotel, was one run by the Princess of Hell herself, Charlie Magne, with the intent of rehabilitating demons, or so she claimed. Admittedly, he wouldn't have cared now just like he didn't care nearly a year ago when she announced it, infact, he would have been content with treating it as neutral ground, a sort of Switzerland to his Germany. That was not the case however, as he had gotten word that Alastor, one of his chief rivals, had been spending a concerning amount of time here, with the Princess. He could not strike at it directly, to eliminate what very well could be a ruse for some plot of Alastor's, as doing so would place Charlie in danger and earn him the ire of Lucifer, and he was not ready to challenge the lord of hell, atleast, not yet. He decided the best course of action would be to figure out for himself what exactly was going on with this hotel, and he found that in the case of Alastor and his deviousness, he could not trust anyone to come away from him alive or not played into the radio demon's hands.
That was why Erwin decided to come here himself, perhaps posing as a benefactor or customer, to learn what he could before the extermination kicked off, so determine if there was more than he suspected going on here, and if so, how to deal with it. He reasoned that the radio demon would not be expecting Erwin to come forth so boldly, and thus, he would catch him off guard, and they'd atleast be on an even playing field. As he reached the door, he hesitated, thinking that perhaps he was acting too hastily, before his eyes narrowed and resolve strengthened. When he marched across the Rhineland, laying waste to all who stood before him, he had never once hesitated, and his iron will would not be shaken now. He knocked, hard, and then waited for a response. He would get to the bottom of this.
Although Valentino found his incredibly luxurious Limousine often very relaxing, now was not one of those times. It was that time of year again, where everything became hectic, due to the coming of the Yearly Extermination, which meant that as one of the most important demons in hell, he had more to do than most. Right now though, he was stuck in traffic, unable to get anything useful done, as he sat around here in the middle of the city. He took a long drag of the cigarette placed in his fancy ciagrette holder and grimaced. To make matters worse, one of his best stars, Angel Dust, had practically stopped performing, in favor of living for free with the Princess of Hell in her fancy hotel. If it were anyone else, he'd teach them both some manners, but he wasn't going to bother Charlie. As he glanced out the window, and observed the demons outside, he noticed a small, rabbit girl. She seemed to be rather lost or unsure of what she was doing, and, more importantly to Valentino, she certainly didn't look bad, especially in those loose robes. Rolling down the window, as he kept a cool smile on his face, he called out to her. "Hey, Hey you with the robes! Whats a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here wandering all alone?"