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 Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 4:27 pm
"I finished!" Mandy was in an unusually chipper mood this morning. She was sitting cross-legged between her couch and coffee table. She was feeling a lot better even only after a day since her graceful tumble down a set of stairs, but her body said otherwise. Her bare legs were black, blue and that grotesque green as flesh knits itself back together. Her back was one big massive bruise and it looked like someone had socked her in the face with a hammer. Still, her smile was quick and true as she doodled something on a folded piece of paper.
"Grigsby... Heey! Come here and look at this!" She waggled it in front of Grim as he sauntered from who knows where. "Look! Isn't it cute? See I even drew her..." The young brunette opened the card to reveal a drawing of Lamia in pink crayon she found under the couch, and a nice big THANK YOU! across the top.
"It looks like a squiggle..."
"Well you know what? I can't draw very well so I think it's pretty damn good, ya furball." she turned it around a looked at it quietly. "I dunno how to give it to her. I don't think just waltzing up will do..." And then a thought hit her, cleaning the smile off her face and replacing it with a new one. "Griiim... will you bring it to her--"
"I am not a messenger..."
"But! Who else?! Uhh I don't have much of a social life as you can see, and I didn't make a great impression on the rest of the Sins..."
"Well they didn't make much of an impression on me either..."
"Well poop...." Mandy wrinkled her nose, looking at her perfect thank you card she worked so hard on.
"Have Attis take it to her. He would know where she is..."
"Uhhh okay..... Well it's kind of a problem when I don't know where he is either..."
"Just say his name... He will get the message..."
Demons were weird. "Fine... Uhmm... Attis: Can you do me a favor and give Lamia this letter I have for her....... Yeah...." Quiet fell over them and she looked back at Grim. "well thank you, I now feel like a retard..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 5:06 pm
Right on cue, someone knocked on the door, then Attis popped through it. "Good afternoon, milady," he said with a courteous bow as he crossed to sit on the other side of the table. Compared to the demonic, put-together child-baron appearance of the other day, today he looked simply urchin-like. There was a smudge of dirt under his left eye; he wore comfortable brown corduroys and a loose white shirt. A messenger cap kept his messy brown hair out of his eyes. "Please forgive my appearance. I was quite busy at the time when you called."
He paused, looking at Mandy oddly for a moment, then held out his hand. Unlike the rest of him, which appeared like he'd popped out of a book on 1920s child labor, his hands were clearly that of a child who was accustomed to luxury (excepting a few odd calluses, of course, from his other career). "Of course I'll deliver it, milady. May I please have the letter?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 7:07 pm
Mandy almost jumped at the sudden knock. Oh my God, there was no way. Well...... he was a demon. He could do whatever he wanted she guessed. "Oh uhh yeah..." God, he looked like a cute lil Oliver Twist. If... children could be cute. She handed the card over gratefully, a bit embarrassed to have Attis see it. It was pretty crappy no matter how much she denied it. "Thanks... I didn't really know where she would be and I dunno Jezebel--"
"She is dead..." The grim said resolutely.
"Oh...." She really liked that girl. Well she only met the girl like once, and she was... really weird, but she was sweet in her own way. "Well... I appreciate it nonetheless. I'll return the favor if-- Oh well. I'm going shopping, wanna come? I'll buy you something you want..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 7:46 pm
He looked at it but didn't comment. "I'm sure that Lamia will be happy to be remembered," he said smoothly in his sweet, piping tones. The card vanished into- somewhere. Nullspace, perhaps. One second it was in his hand, and the next it had simply disappeared. "Truly."
The boy tilted his head a little, putting both hands on the table to support himself. "The human seer Jezebel was murdered," said Attis, voice frighteningly flat. "For reasons, and by one whom we have not yet ascertained. However, Her Majesty is quite devoted to finding out who, and most importantly why, such a thing happened." Regretfully, he shook his head. "It is truly her own fault, though."
Then he perked up, pointed ears twitching a little. "I would like to see the human world's shopping centers. Hardly ever do I get a chance to leave Hell, you see. Not that I mind, because Her Majesty is more than enough for such a one as myself."
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 10:58 am
"Good..." It would kind of suck if she poured her heart out with pink crayon only to see Lamia tear it into little paper bits. If the brunette wasn't such a cold b***h, she would probably cry.
Mandy nodded silently, nothing really needed to be said about Jezebel. The Weasel was not new to death, or well, murder but that was a different matter. And she didn't want to get into that right now.
"Of course..." She agreed with an amused smile. She was sure Her Majesty or whatever was quite a peach. "Okay! Let's go! Let me get some jeans on so I don't look too much like an abused wife. Be nice to Attis, Grigsby." With that, she ran off to her bedroom, kicking off her shorts and wrestling her butt into a pair of skinny jeans. Flinging her shirt across the room, she grabbed something a bit more risque and clingy. Not necessarily for Attis, but you never knew when you needed an ally. And she currently had none sooo she needed to bring out the big guns always.
"H'okay!" Mandy ran back and presented herself in all her curvaceous and buxom glory with a red satin spaghetti strap top that barely contained her funbags. "Hopefully shoppers won't think you're a pimp abusing his hoe with all these bruises..." With coach bag in hand, she scooted Attis and Grigsby to the door and locked it behind. "You should be very proud. You get to be the first person besides Grigsby to ride in my car..." Which was of course a beautiful burnt yellow NSX two-seater sports car completely made of awesome!
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:52 am
He nodded serenely as Mandy left, settling down with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees. The entire time the lady was gone, Attis just stared flatly at the wall just over the other demon's head, humming a song that appeared to have just one note (or Attis was tone deaf, which might have been the case). When she returned, his stare moved to her face, then methodically followed the bruises.
"They do look rather dramatic," he said of the colors in her skin as they walked, "But I don't think the humans will wonder if I am a pimp. I am only thirteen, you know." If he'd reached his sexual maturity, he wouldn't be trapped like this. Besides, he was under the impression that human whoremasters didn't dress up like Oliver Twist for kicks. He tugged on the brim of his cap with a satisfied smile.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 1:01 pm
"Yeah I know..." She said glumly, taking a moment to look at those that were still visible. "Well if I meet that brat again I'm gonna ******** up his world..." She rummaged through her purse for her keys and unlocked the doors with a 'bink-bink.' Mandy came around to open Attis' door, mainly because she didn't want people touching the car more than was needed.
"Well hey, it doesn't hurt to start pimping early..." She replied smoothly with a smile. For being a kid, he was quite the mature gentlemen. Maybe that was why he was easy to talk with. She crawled into the driver's side and waited for Attis to close the door and, "Put you're seat belt on..." and her spectral mutt to melt into the car so they could be off on their adventure.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 2:01 pm
"It was quite rude of him to shove you down the stairs," said Attis, who had quite missed the first half of the meeting of the Sins, but could get the vague idea of the goings-on. "He did it with his powers, right? As Superbia?"
The boy slid into his side and shut the door carefully. While he had ridden in an actual car perhaps once or twice in his entire existence, he made it his duty to respect the possessions of others. As he buckled himself in, he quirked a slightly crooked smile. "I don't believe I would find it in me to prostitute you out," he said, though it wasn't so much in a leering way as simply, like a statement of fact. It seemed somehow disrespectful to even think of selling a higher-ranking female demon. "So, where are we going, milady?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 3:40 pm
"Yes, yes it was..." Pushing the key into the ignition, she turned her baby on and let it rev. Leaning back, Mandy looked over at Attis with solemn expression. "I could've handled him. I was handling him. Until--well--I dunno my control snapped and it was like.... someone else was trying to take over and....... I fell. And it wasn't like I got to test my powers before that sack of emotive s**t attacked me! If I had had time to hone my skills I would have torn him apart...!" Her last words were muffled by a honk of her horn as he fists had come down to slam her wheel. Whoops. She hadn't meant to get so angry about it, but she just didn't like weak little tweens who piss the bed to get one over her! That wasn't right!!
Sighing dramatically, the brunette looked behind her and, popping the car into reverse, drove out onto the neighborhood street. "Well don't worry, I wouldn't find it in me to let you so it all works out..." Shifting into first, she continued down the street, taking a left and continuing. "We, sir, are going to the mall an buying a s**t-ton of purses and clothes and whatever you want..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 5:39 pm
He startled a little at the sound of the engine. Almost nineteen hundred years old he might be, but honestly!... "I saw, milady. I think you did quite well." After a pause, during which he contemplated the dashboard of the car, he said, "If you would like, milady, I could teach you the finer aspects of controlling demonic powers." It was an honest offer. Attis wouldn't have brought it up if he didn't mean it.
At the announcement of where they were heading, he smiled a little. "A mall?" It felt nice to be clueless for once. Mostly he wore what he was told to wear- rather like a child, it was true. But a prodigious child- after all, he was as much an assassin and spy as a full-grown demon. "Those are human places where there are many stores, correct, milady?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 9:45 pm
"... Thanks..." She thought she had been doing pretty good too, until well she fell over. Taking her brown eyes off the road for a moment, Mandy glanced back at his co-pilot. "Really? I'd ehmm... I'd appreciate it..." Then she would show that smart a** bedwetter a thing or two!
"Yep, this one's an outside mall too as you can see..." She pointed out his window as they came upon the outlet mall. "They have like clothing stores, candy, purses, games, electronics, all that fun stuff we shall be buying..." God, she loved shopping! And not because she was a girl, it was because she had tons of money itching to be spent, especially ever since her descent into darkness. She wanted everything. She took her time going from lane to until she hit the back of the lot away from as many cars as she could. "I don't like giving ******** the opportunity to scratch my baby..." With that, she pulled the brake and unlocked the doors. "We're here, Grigsby..." She slid her designer heels out of the car, challenging anyone to look up her miniskirt as she got out form the car. "Well what kinds shops you wanna go to?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 11:58 am
"You're welcome," he said, peering through the glass. Unlike his father, the sight of his own reflection didn't entrance him; that misfortune only occurred to full-grown Gancanagh, and Attis was far from it. The mall seemed quite large, almost ridiculously so, but he said nothing until they were parked and he was out of the car. "I'm afraid I don't know. I've never been to a human mall before." Idly, he reached out to the Grim and wondered if he could pet the dog demon as they walked.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 9:56 pm
Mandy looked down at Grim and Grim reluctantly lowered his head to Attis. He growled as his young fingers slipped closer, but he didn't snap. He stood obediently until Attis had satisfied himself.
"Weelll..." The brunette shook out her curly hair and snapped on a pair of designer sunglasses from her purse. "Let's just walk around and if ya see anything pipe up..." Adjusting the strap on her purse she lead her strange posse onto the sidewalks. "Eeeee! Dolce and Gabana!! Come on, Atti!" Taking one of his little hands in hers, she dragged him bodily into the shop, eye humping the purses and shoes and coats and dressed. "We have to try on everything!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:04 pm
The boy demon smiled, one of the rare ones that made him look even younger than he really was and actually reached his eyes. "Thank you, Lord Grim," he said solemnly, starting to tuck his hands back into his pockets but Mandy got there first.
Looking around the store, he thought it would take quite a while to try on everything, but if the lady insisted and his Queen didn't call, well, who was he to complain? Still... "Everything, milady?" His doubtful tone could be taken as offensive or amusing. "I'm not sure I should like the dresses."
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 3:25 pm
"Don't worry, I've tried almost everything on in this store. They always put new items on reserve in the back for me. You'll like 'em when I have 'em on let me tell ya!" She found the nearest saleswoman and asked for any new shipment placed in the back in her name. Unfortunately, there hadn't been much of a shipment since last she came in, but anything was better than nothing.
The items: a silk red dress, a coal trench coat, and a new pair of sunglasses she took into a dressing room, letting Attis take a seat on one of the couches outside her fitting room with Grim towering beside him. "Alright I'll be done in a second...." Locking the door into place, the young brunette hung up her merchandise and began to take off her own clothes, wiggling out of her skinny jeans and bra to fit into the slick little red dress. Oh yes. This was nice. It needed to be tailored to her knees, but it was just adorable. And the trench coat, oh dear God. It was a charcoal wool, thick and just regal. Ohh she wanted this.
She wanted this so bad. A strange need began to envelope her, a passionate excess she had never felt before. It consumed her body and soul. Mandy would have it, yes. No one--
She fell back against the door with a hard thunk before crumbling to the ground like a rag doll. She lay there with her eyes open, body twitching involuntarily.
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