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PLAYED BY Haverdashum
Guns -- Fire
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Post by Sebastian 'Basil' O'Connell on Oct 1, 2015 2:21:08 GMT
I've got your name written here, In a rose tattoo. - Dropkick Murphy's -- Rose Tattoo [x]
Well Sebastian suposed that was it then. He'd been dismissed which was a bit of a pity. He'd wanted to stay but he wasn't stupid enough to linger after someone like Asmodeus told him to leave. Yeah it would have been a bit nicer to get a bit of recognition it wasn't like he'd nearly been impaled on a boat oar or anything but to be honest he probably should have just shot the stupid shit in his bloody knees. He had gotten to see Sathanus knock him round a bit, that shiner was a nasty one at that. The angel deserved worse, he'd almost thought that maybe the plan wouldn't have worked. But really if you couldn't breathe you chouldn't exactally fight either. Sebastian smiled to himself. Maybe he really didn't need any congradulations, seeing the little shit get roughed up a bit more would have been enough. Heading back down the hall away from the room in the attic he began to fumble with the pack of cigarette's in his pocket. It would seem he was down to his last few already, typical. He should have stopped and gotten another pack on the way here. But really it had been quite a drive from Oregon he'd been in bloody Oregon who the hell had time for that? The drive had been a hell of an affair. He'd just taken one out setting it between his lips heading down another flight of stairs adjusting the flat cap on his head. The black cast iron staircase lead back down to the first floor near the bar. It seemed like no matter what time of day he was here there would be someone at the bar, hopefully no one of importance. He honestly just wanted to go out for a po boy. But really first he was going to finish this cigarette, taking another drag heading over to the bar. Celebratory drink for not being killed by an angel, absolutely. And he ordered what he ordered every single time, a Perfect Manhattan, he was a sucker for the stupid cherries. In a rose tattoo Signed and sealed in blood I would die for you
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Lilith
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PLAYED BY Ishy
Elemental
Demon Queen
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Post by Lilith on Oct 2, 2015 21:41:12 GMT
all the kids cried out please stop you're scaring me I can't help this awful energy god damn right you should be scared of me who is in control? Lilith was already on her way to the Den when news of Michael's capture reached her ears. The excitement as well as the strong desire to see the look on that prepubescent angels face when he was brought in was reason enough to ignore all the stop lights and signs between home and the Den. Not that anyone could have stopped her anyways, most cops in the city were either corrupt and worked for her or were too scared to face a demon, let alone give one a ticket. By the time she had arrived the men responsible for his capture were bringing him in through the back like the dog he was. It was now only a matter of time before she would have her fun with him, but until then, she wanted to celebrate. As the wife of the owner, Lilith had her own private booth situated near the back of the bar located on the ground level, often used as a meeting place for demons before venturing upstairs where the real fun began. The area, being blocked off by two guards and a red velvet rope, was off limits to anyone but close friends, though that wasn't what kept others from taking it anyway. Fear is a powerful motivator and with centuries of experience, there isn't anything Lilith won't do to maintain that certain level of fear required to keep things in working order. With her drink in hand she made her way towards her booth and seated herself in between two other female demons considered to be her "maidens". Though they no longer bathed or clothed her in the manner a slave would their mistress, they continued to serve Lilith with anything she saw fit. Her 'Companions', as she called them, were her most trusted women and through them Lilith was able to maintain power over the humans in her area. As Lilith waited for the others to have their fun with Michael -knowing Asmodeus, who has been waiting for this moment just as long as she has, was most likely making Michael 'comfortable' before coming to get her- she watched the bar as if expecting someone. Though he wasn't exactly who she was looking for, a particular face caught her attention, recognizing him to be one of the men who showed their guest of honor inside, and with interest ordered for his drink to be paid for and his seat relocated to her side. Sending one of her Companions, a tall blonde woman approached the stranger and requested he join her to the VIP booth. There was no hint that he had a choice, but whether he would accept or not, was entirely up to him. [googlefont=Ubunto][googlefont=Anton]
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PLAYED BY Haverdashum
Guns -- Fire
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Post by Sebastian 'Basil' O'Connell on Oct 4, 2015 21:48:32 GMT
I've got your name written here, In a rose tattoo. - Dropkick Murphy's -- Rose Tattoo [x]
He had been sinking into his own little world rubbing his forearm against the right side of his face. He could take care of that now really, the bruise along the side of his face. That had been the only real mistake of the evening hadn't it? But at least it hadn't the angels arm to slug him across the face. No he'd gone right for the boat oar. He should be counting his blessings.
He took a sip of the drink before looking over at the blonde woman with some vague sense of confusion. And then he pointed to the booth as if to clarify. People didn't usually bother him when he was here. He didn't really care for the place, a bit too high end for his tastes but it would have to do for now. Not like he could waste the time flying back home every time he wanted a decent whiskey.
But eventually he stood up adjusting his hat again that had kept the messy ruddy brown hair on his head mostly covered. He wasn't as well dressed as some of the others who had taken to filling the room but really that didn't seem to bother him. He, after all was the one pretentious enough to wear his sunglasses indoors.
Sebastian stopped in front of the booth still sort of perplexed by the idea that this was actually something that was happening, holding his drink.
“Ma'am.” His usual greeting if you could even call it that. The sound of his voice, the Irish accent there on his tongue though a bit softer than usual. Perhaps he'd spent to long here in the south of this country.
He sat down taking another sip of his drink holding the cherry between his teeth a moment before chewing just sort of 'taking it all in' as they say. It seemed almost stupidly improbable that she would call him over here. But he had quickly relaxed slouching in the booth before looking back at Lilith. Aye this was his wife alright. He'd never actually spoken to her before, different circles and all that. Though apparently that was either changing or a misunderstanding on someone's part.
"It was me you wanted to see wasn't it?" Just confirming before he made an idiot of himself in front of her. It was rather important to impress.
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