Azazel walks in wearing a blood red suit with a black silk shirt and tie and black shoes. Devils night was always one to look forward to and he would have his fill.
@_Malumstellae "No, I think I'll stay for dinner. Maybe you can provide some actual service for once." He tilts his head and leans back in the seat he took.
@_Malumstellae Azazel, teacher of man alongside Lucifer, fallen angel, one of the first. He would never be so reckless any other day. But today is not any other day. Today is the anniversary of their fall. The pain of it still eats away at him like acid in his veins on a day ~~
@_Malumstellae His grin softens as they solidify the plan, and he takes a seat across from Bee. "Oh, you have no idea... We can collect the bets and split the earnings? Im sure we can put on a good show for them all. Lots of bloodshed to be had between the two of us."
@_Malumstellae "Oh is this the part where you say that I haven't seen anything yet? Please. *I don't fear losing to anyone*. Just say when, darling." A fire lights in his eyes.
If gluttony is a sin, Azazel is a bitch for punishment.
@_Malumstellae ~~ I expected more, but really, that's my fault, isn't it? Shouldn't expect too much from the likes of you. You'll always end up disappointed."
@_Malumstellae "I didn't even think of going to them. What would I have to say to true Sins? You're just so deliciously easy. So eager to prove you're more than what you are."
He dabs his face with a napkin until it looks as though nothing has even happened.
"See how little you affect me? ~~
@_Malumstellae ~~ lesser demon the time of day. Did that little display make you feel strong? Do you feel like a big boy now?" He coos as if speaking down to a child.
He could fight back. He had the power, its itching under his skin begging to be used.
But he needed this tonight.
@_Malumstellae Azazel feels the blood dripping over his lips. A broken nose and glorious white noise in his head that comes with it. He chases after it, needing more as he just laughs.
"I'm so much weaker and yet here you are, needing to prove yourself. A true Sin wouldn't even give a ~~
@_Malumstellae ~~ the devil himself. They call upon me expecting to hear from him and think nothing of it when I arrive in his place. Who calls upon you? Who fears you?"
@_Malumstellae A grin falls into place, and he leans closer.
"I never needed a prize. You think they turned their backs to me? Do you know who I am to them up there? Lucifer and I are one. Two sides of a coin so similar that most use our names interchangeably. They fear me as they fear ~~
@_Malumstellae Michael... For every tickle Azazel provides, Gluttony stabs him in the him.
It was perfection.
"You can go on thinking what you will. I don't need a pretty title to feel important. In the end, Lucifer and Michael both know my power. You're just a naive little pony who thinks ~~
@_Malumstellae "They don't know you as you are. To them, you're just a knock off Greed. No one talks about Gluttony. No one fears you. You're barely a Sin." He takes the glass and finishes it off.
They were hardly worthy insults. But with any luck, a day like today would make them enough.
@_Malumstellae @_HolyBlade Azazel could tell. The fall had affected them all, though no one wanted to admit it. So he could tell, but he would never point out the fact to a Sin of all beings.
Instead, he walked along the wards, looking for a weak point.
"Over here."