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Started June 18, 2020 by @SupernaturalSyGuyIsTIred group

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"Whatever. Do what you want," she told him ",but whining about it doesn't help anyone. Just kill him, torture him first. You seem to like that."

Vortex sipped at his bourbon. "What's your hero's 'name', and what exactly is a 'Knight of Hell'?"

Abraxas squinted at her. “He enjoys that way too much. Why do you think he agreed to date me?” Truly, they had been a complementary couple.

Iona rolled her eyes. "A good assassin can solve any problem you might have." she said. "Dating is a waste of time anyways, relationships, and-" at this part Iona shuddered, "…affection. Truly disgusting."

"Ah yes, relationships? Wack. Love? Wack. Therapy? Wack. Simping over the baristas at the coffee shop? Tight as fuck." Ah yes, when in doubt, quote memes.

Abraxas' eye twitched before declaring "Wack indeed!" and downing the rest of the gin. "Now I'm glad that we're all so willing to help one another and I'm even gladder that you all realized that torture is the solution to everything. We've made so much progress!"

Iona looked at him "You're going to get drunk kid."

Dev snorted. "I never said I like torture, I have emotional manipulation for a reason. I just convince people that I'm right." They shrugged, moving back over to the table, opening their bag, making eye contact with whoever looked at them, and proceed to push all the muffins into the bag.

Iona clenched her teeth at the sight of Dev taking all the muffins. She stopped herself from saying something rude. "Well if you torture someone enough they'll come around."

"Threatening lives is fun too," Vortex adds while he tries to figure out what to do about Eight. How the fuck am I going to get vengeance on him?

Iona nodded in agreement. Finally a group of people who understood her.

In response to Iona Abraxas grabbed a liquor off the bar. "That was kind of the point, darling. If you drink expecting to stay sober then you're the fool." The liquor appeared to be coconut flavored. The taste reminded him of a trip that he took with Lucien last year to the Bahamas. He sighed sadly, swinging the tiny bottle.

"If you drink expecting not to have a hangover you're the fool." she snapped. "Besides, its better to have a clear head. People actually have to try to kill you then."

Scoffing, Vortex switches from bourbon to scotch. "Drinking is a way of coping, and enjoyable."

Abraxas knotted his brow. “Not true, I am significantly harder to kill when I’m drunk because I don’t hold back. Plus we demons don’t get hangovers. I’m only drunk because I want to be.”

"Really?" Iona sat up "Demons don't get hangovers?" she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. "Anything else you can't do?"

“We can’t get sick, can’t get sti’s, most of us can’t have children.” He looked down as if trying to remember more but it seemed to have slipped his mind. “Regardless, there’s more things we can do than can’t so it’s quite a fine arrangement.”

"Hmm…demons sound like the perfect employee. Do you know any for hire?" asked Iona cheerfully "Because I'm about done with Eclipsa's 'I'm still sick' charade."

"You could always make a deal with Abraxas here."

“Ah, no. You can’t just hire a demon because they’re hardwired to only work for Hell. Other than that they’re lazy bastards.” The armies of Hell weren’t armies so much as cohorts. There were demons of sin that lured humans into sinning. There were demons made just to corrupt people in high places. “You could always get a crossroad demon to get you some slaves.”

"Ah, I don't know about that. Seems like I have to stick to human employees then." she scoffed dramatically. "I hate working with humans, they die so easily."

"Mmhm," He agreed lazily

"I mean, too hot? Dead. To cold? Dead. Stab them? Dead. They can't even protect themselves."