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"Sorry for whatever perverse little ideas are running through that sick little head of yours, but I don't 'do' girls." Rhea called back towards Vhira/s. She headed back to her room and closed the door, pausing for a moment of thought before she then decided to lock the thing behind her instead of just keeping it shut. The succubus very well might decide to take that as an invitation. That was not something she wanted, nor did she need. She dressed herself for the night and laid down, grumbling about her head that was beginning to swim. She'd be hungover in the morning. Just meant more hair of the dog. Checking to make sure that her gun was under her pillow, she laid facing the door and began to drift off to sleep.

The succubus had gotten the go-ahead and honestly had thought about joining the human upstairs. If nothing else, she could have escaped these three and maybe even gotten a bit of the girl's soul out of the deal. She began her way upstairs, but heard the click of the human's lock and scowled. She sighed to herself and began to linger in the hallway, deciding not to go downstairs just yet in fear of more embarrassment than she'd already been subjected to.
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Vhira's eyes shifted over the hallway and the lounge entrance. Still and quiet; dead as ever. Vhira again shifted but this time it was her form, and from it emerged Vhiras. At last, finally, the three were alone. It had been a bit tiresome waiting for this unnatural 'slew' of patrons to retire from his lounge and their 'base' of operations. True, Kadd had rather enjoyed himself regardless, and other than a chance to relax, the other two had been bored out of their skulls. And each had quite a respectable amount of skulls piled and piked in their day. They each gathered together closely at the bar, huddled by Zwoln since the damn codger was too stubborn to move most of the time. And there they began to converse exactly what it was Vhiras' business partners had accomplished whilst out and about that evening.
Perfect. The contract was moving along all according to plan, with a few minor albeit unimportant slip-ups by Kadd. Vhiras cackled and exhaled a thick plume of fragrant cigar smoke from his lungs. "Atta' boys. This score'll hold us over for at least a century... keke...kekeke..." The group disbanded and each took to their own poison. Vhiras stood hunched against the wall behind the bar, waiting for the last hours of business to tick by before he too could retire. That, and he'd make damn sure all his little 'guests' were in order before he slept. Or pretended to sleep. Whatever it is he needed a bed for aside from pleasuring himself.
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'There's a place on the wrong end of town. If you know where to look, you'll find it. The seediest dive in existence. If you need somewhere to lay low that doesn't give a damn who or what you are, that's the place.'

Someone had once given him that advice, a contact from a one-off job some few years back. It had been a long time since he'd seen the smoky, dark back alley but he knew more than well enough which ways to go if he was going to find the spot he'd been told to seek out. His steps were more quiet than they should have been as feet fell on the cold cement and metal grid leading down to his target. Boots fell with barely a sound, a body moving with no real 'presence' to it. Just how he wanted it to be, nice and low-key. A person in his line of work enjoyed the ease that came with making as little noise as possible, especially after making as much noise as he'd just come back from.

A coy grin tugged at lips, pulling the edges of a long scar that marred his face. The parts not traced over by ink lines anyway. Being quiet was the easy part, a man could sneak around with barely a sound all day and no one would be the wiser if pockets or locks got picked along the way. Dealing with people was the tricky part. The part that required leverage, collateral, or a quick tongue. Fortunately enough he managed the latter two when he needed to. Money got you places a smooth wit couldn't. So, when the entrance finally opened up to let him in and the dim light revealed a blue-haired male with red eyes the self-same male did exactly what he figured would get the hard part over quickly and held up a bag of coin.

"Heard this was a good place for a drink. Other things, too, but that'll be for later. Who's a guy gotta pay off to get a good bottle'a hellfire 'round here?"
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"Souls or Silver stranger. First rounds on the house.". Vhiras grinned while the other two males in the room eyed this stranger warily, Kadd bared his teeth irritably, while Zwoln only silently and subtly stared, attention drawn off him by the other two and letting him almost meld out of noticeability. The demon took a glass of some foaming, bright amber concoction, reaking heavily and burning the nostrils. As bad as it smelled, one could imagine it would burn much, much worse going down. Perhaps almost literally. "Try this on your gullet, stranger. That's a touch of Hellfire at it's finest."
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There were times when Efialtise became bored of her lonely and dark space; a demention where many minds were tormented and sucked of fear. Times when the rare act of venturing out into the human world or into places of her own kin happened.
Tonight was one of those acts.

She had heard of this bar before, spoken from her fellow brethren. Couldn't hurt to dabble for awhile, she had thought.

Standing before the entrance she held up her right hand and snapped her fingers before opening the door and walking in. The snap had called forth one of her many familiars. It appeared as a dog of sorts that held no eyes and carried an emaciated form. It looked as if black skin were merely draped around its skeletal frame with bones poking out here and there.

She takes a seat at the bar her loyal familiar standing eerily still nearby.
In the darkness, a beautiful woman appeared. Her mismatched blue and violet eyes scanning the room. She sensed one other present, but smiled anyways. She quickly scanned over her figure, fixing her halter top that clung to her curves, her skirt that flared out a couple of inches before her knee, the knee high striped stockings, and her heeled boots. After making sure everything was in its proper order, she stepped forward towards the bar.

"Hello. This is a self-serve bar, is it not? she asked, her bright red lips curling into a smile as her fangs glinted in the blue light.
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Her boots landed heavily against the cement below, the woman walking with purpose through the near empty streets. It was getting late. Most humans were either in for the night or otherwise wrapped up with their egos and their primal needs. As for demons, they seemed to run rampant through these parts ... but at least it meant that she was going in the right direction.

Black painted lips curled into a slow smile and she hummed to herself softly, one hand moving back red hair from her pale blue eyes. She took a careful breath, as if preparing herself as she looked down the street. Just a few feet away was the stairwell to what she sensed to be a demon hot spot. She purred quietly and smiled more widely, she bent her head against the chill in the air, wrapping arms with long, heavy sleeves around herself and fluffing her fur collar. She continued walking this way right until she was at the door to the building, descending the stairs and pausing outside the threshold. The woman brought up one hand, smoothing a hand over a few hairs and wrapping the long braid of her hair around her arm.

Once she stepped in, she took in a breath, taking in the current occupants. Magic a plenty. Demons a plenty. What fun. Her eyes narrowed and she smirked to herself, walking directly for the bar and sitting herself down. Cassytha's moved meticulously, swinging her bag into her lap, adjusting her skirt, the low cut of her top, fingers moving over the fur collar. All the while, she was looking to each of the occupants in the bar. Taking a slow, low, breath, she found the scent of cigarette smoke in the air. Oh, good. She could smoke inside later ... It was always nice to be able to do when making deals. Great way of releasing the stress.
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The demon behind the bar grinned maliciously, baring his sharpened teeth, claws eagerly drumming across the surface of the bar as he gave a distinct look to each of the new quests. Low-life. Whore. Demon. Witch. "Well well... If it ain't a few slew of fresh new customers tonight. Must be my luck with numbers... keke..." The demon coughed a bit, as if dislodging tar from his lungs and throat, but in a quiet oddly polite manner. He lit up a black cigarette with a spark of flame from between his fingers, looking over the fresh 'acquisitions'. Business was certainly picking up. "Self-serving for those who serve themselves, aye. If you're interested though, you could also force our little hostage plaything over there to fetch you a drink." His slender claw pointed over to a rather frightened and embarrassed looking succubi in rather lewd and tight-fitting maid's outfit.
Zwoln abruptly left the bar, carrying his drink with him, balancing it within his palm as he dragged himself over to a darkened corner of the lounge, settling nicely in a secluded booth, away from the troublesome younger races.
Kadd, however, seemed much more... 'alert'. Or rather, perhaps excited was a better word. He could practically smell the death, blood, and sacrilege the red-head was steeped in. He inched towards her and placed himself over her shoulder, his hands cupping around her side roughly and squeezing her chest. His abnormal tongue slithered out of his mouth, an expression of demonic unthinkable horror oozing from his face. "
So, I heard witch is just a shortened term for whore-b***h..."
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The demon's cough brought her attention directly to him, pale eyes staring evenly into his own. She followed his movements, hands now folded neatly on the bar in front of her. She'd heard the other demon leave his spot at the bar, figuring that it probably had something to do with the sudden influx of tits. He looked like he'd been here a while, while the others were much more fresh.

Attention focused on the bar tender, it appeared that she didn't entirely realize what was coming up behind her. But when he made contact, the witch sighed quietly, tilting her head away. She seemed more annoyed than she was disgusted or afraid.
"Sit. Bad dog." Cassytha muttered blandly. Without removing her gaze from the white haired demon, she gestured vaguely towards the pest.

In that moment the air heated around them both. Kadd, unless he could retaliate against the spell, would be drawn away from the witch, before being bound in chains. The air shimmered around them, the iron giving off a faint red glow. They would be painfully hot. A comically large and red ball gag would also appear in his mouth. Apparently the witch didn't like being touched.

Finally turning her gaze to the other male demon near her, she arched a well manicured brow. She appraised her handiwork for a moment.
"Good boy." She crooned. She brought her attention back to Vhiras and tilted her head.
"You really should keep a muzzle on him." The woman pointed out. From the tone in her voice, Cassytha sounded bored by the whole situation.
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Vhiras grinned, almost from ear to ear, his eyes opened wide as he observed Kadd being put down in place with some impossible demonic binding spell before he snorted and burst out in laughter, clutching tightly at his sides. "Oh man, that's rich! Did you bind his ******** flesh-sculpting too?! Ahahaha!" The demon was beside himself with laughter. Kadd, rather than feel humbled, humiliated, or fearful for his situation, was instead entirely filled with a seething rage that made his chains look warm fresh-baked cookies in comparison. His eyes depicted this very well, especially since they were on fire, his pupils still giving off and eerie glow that made them placeable through the flames. His muscles seemed tensed, flexing and struggling against the chains burning into his skin. Despite all this, he was pleasantly bound to the floor, stuck in a fetal position. Zwoln only stared over at his fellow, but one could get the feeling that under his mask, he might have been smiling.
Vhiras managed to gain some measure of composure, combing his fingers through his ashen silvery locks and grinning ever so viciously. "
I think I already like you, friend of the fires and fiends, eh? Nice touch of witchcraft. Girl knows how to make an entrance, eh Kadd?" The demon received absolutely no response from his 'friend', who was now a pint-sized ball of literally burning rage.
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She smiled faintly to the laughter, leaning forward and resting her chin on one hand. There were cracking noises when she rolled her shoulders and tilted her head, cheek now resting in her palm. The amusement was short lived though, and she was back to staring at the demon blandly before his own laughter ended.

As Cassytha turned her attention then again to Kadd, she rose a brow. A grin spread across her lips. She almost laughed herself, seeing the anger and ferocity in his eyes.
"Oh darling, that's what happens when you touch without asking. You're lucky I didn't just tear you a new ******** hole instead." The woman crooned. Reaching towards him, she gave the demon a pat on the head, not visibly bothered by the flames. She knew that if she released him while still in the same room-- much less city as him, the demon would undoubtedly tear her limb from limb. Unless maybe she could get some protection from the owner.

Her eyes slid back to the silver haired man and she smiled.
"Indeed. Trained with fire, but really, demons are my first love." The witch replied. Her eyes flashed and she straightened, hands falling into her lap. She cocked her head.
"Know anyone who might be willing to make a deal or two?" She asked. Of course she had one demon in mind, but she wouldn't insist quite yet. Might as well let him think he was in control of the situation for the time being.
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Vhiras grinned, picking a bit of questionable meat from his sharp teeth and flicking it onto the floor, perhaps in sudden boredom or distaste. "First, last, it's always one of those." Kadd was starting to shake himself loose, violently shaking on the floor, muffled raging screams and the like. Vhiras looked at him with the same distaste he had shown towards whatever foulness he had just picked out of his teeth. "Now Kadd, the adults are trying to have a conversation and do business, do I have to put you in time-out?" The demon raised his palm, hovering it and expanding his claws, as if he were clutching towards the demon. A small rift of inky blackness opened under him, swirling and swallowing the demon up. He continued his tantrum all the way down, down into the vortex of swirling shadow and nether, faint screaming overrun by Kadd's until he faded away and the hole swallowed itself up, leaving only a spot on the floor where Kadd had once been bound.
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Now then, there was something you wanted?" He seemed especially picky at the moment, rudely digging in his ear with his little finger, perhaps mockingly or just in mild disinterest. Witches were never out to make 'deals', they were out to take advantage of demons and rob them blind with loophole after loophole. Only especially clever and deadly demons usually bothered with them (or extremely naive, conceited, and soon to be made into a b***h demons), and although Vhiras was especially clever and deadly for his peers, he was also rather opposed to anything that involved actual effort at times, especially if he felt the reward did not outweigh the risks.
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The witch seemed to grumble slightly, a rumbling sound barely audible in the back of her throat. Staring at the demon, there was a moment of either displeasure on her own end, interest visibly waning in the creature in front of her. To be honest, maybe the loaded gun beside her was a better option. He could be quite a bit of fun if she could lock him up in some sort of agreement. User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.
"I suppose so." Cassytha agreed with a small nod, sighing to herself softly. Her eyes slowly moved towards the other demon beside her-- Kadd. But in the moment her eyes fully focused on him, she could hear the other speaking, his hand lifting into the air before the wild one was being dropped into the abyss.

Maybe he wasn't so boring after all.

Having bent down to gaze into the hole the demon had been dropped into, she slowly straightened and returned her attention towards Vhiras. Cassytha smiled mutely and carefully folded her hands in front of her once more.
"Ensuring my full attention, are we?" She asked him. He asked what she wanted. Hm. Straight to the point, wasn't he?
"Hm. I like a demon who is to the point." The woman muttered under her breath, seemingly amused. Her painted lips pulled back into a faint smirk before she began clicking together her stained fingertips. She cocked her head, slowly letting her pale eyes scan him over, gears whirring in her head.
"What are your thoughts on blood shed?" She asked nonchalantly, finally lifting her head and returning her attention to the demon's eyes fully. Her lips were pulled back into a much fuller smile, showing straight white teeth, eyes narrowing on him slightly.
"Let's not be humble or conservative, dear. The question is quite important, I assure you."
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The demon paused slightly, brushing his fingers over his chin throughtfully, index making a small, single pluck at his lips. He smiled, answering rather promptly. "I certainly enjoy it, but I don't think much of it. As I understand it, my tastes are similar to a mortal seeing a painting or a child playing a game. It's not really the kind of thing I actually have thoughts about. Just something I tend to enjoy from time to time." He licked his lips, grin growing a bit wider as he looked her over, staring at her sanguine hair and fair skin, already finding himself lusting for her body, pondering over options that would let him not only come out on top but be able to take full advantage of this witch. "After all, red is a rather delicious color... Hnheh..."

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