Thread: Flirting with the Devil [Shaelinn and Dreamer-]

If there was one thing that Arcadia was, it was observative. She was able to see any flash of emotion that crossed Laras face, or any tension held in her shoulders. So, with this in mind, it was fairly easy to get an idea on who this girl was, and her patterns of behavior. Oh, I am so sorry. Do forgive me. My name is Arcadia Ezard, but feel free to call me Arcadia, Maam. The demons words were dripping with sarcasm, but her face was painted with a smile as she did a little curtsy for her master. She was quick to straighten up and look over the human girl once more, amusement lighting up her eyes. What a funny little creature. So full of herself with false certainly. This is the funniest thing Ive seen in a long time, I should thank her later for bringing laughter back to an old demons heart. Arcadia only half heard any of Laras next comments, she was too occupied with looking out the window of her bedroom. There were so many lights visible outside bright neon colors surrounded everything, how horrible. Yet, it was much the same way she had left Earth 20 years ago. From here, not much had changed. There was something sad but reassuring about that prospect, at least in whatever year she was in, Arcadia wouldnt be too far out of the loop. She had always prided herself on being more connected with technology then most other demons. There were some that still thought the light bulb was a neat idea. You wouldnt believe the amount of denial there was when cars had been invented the noise those metal boxes created had drove most of them batty. Those sorts of demons had a backwards way of thinking in her opinion, if you wanted to corrupt massive amounts of souls and bring them over to the Dark Side, you have to use a lot more then cookies. The thing that snapped Arcadias attention back to the present was the use of the words genocide and lovely creatures. The demon was now very focused on Lara once more, and with something a little more than her normal dead stare. A small, sly, smirk pulled at the corners of her mouth as she thought about the possibilities this scenario presented. Going after all those supernaturals? It could be fun, and if Im lucky, even intellectually stimulating. The funny thing is, most of those guys will be gone anyway once Armageddon is over with. Might as well get a head start. It sounds interesting, Ill admit. But Lust Demon? Really? You humans have reality so muddled up. There is no lust demons , only a demonic being named Lust. She is one of the Seven Deadly Sins. And, between you and me, she has a horrible taste in partners. She will literally sleep with anything. Arcadia responded in a sort of, matter-of-fact tone of voice that was very common for her. Another habit that was characteristic of Arcadia was to talk down to people like they didnt know a thing, and she had a tendency to be extremely vain. So, as you may have guessed, Arcadia got along with Pride swimmingly. Laras next comment about her embodiment being in distinct opposition with the warrior she had in mind made Arcadia laugh. You could say that Im not actually the warrior type, no. I dont go into vampire nests with guns blazing like you and your unit must have done. Arcadia laughed again, and this time it wasnt very clear if it was at Laras comment, or if it was at Lara herself. It was so obvious who this girl was now, especially by that total destruction of all supernaturals comment. When Arcadia had left Earth, Supernaturals had already come out of the closest and exposed themselves. Everyone knew about them now, not just those underground organizations of hunters. Yet, even with this knowledge, no one but those hunters were raging war against the monsters, and Arcadia assumed that stand-point hadnt changed. With this in mind, it was easy enough to tell that Lara must belong to one of those groups, going by how she held herself in a very military-like bearing, her trained ability to control her emotions or at least hide them, and the lean muscles on her arms and legs, that in this day and age, symbolized a warrior. How Arcadia figured Lara and a unit of hers had attacked a rather large group of supernatruals would be from the fact that Arcadia was even there. Why else call a demon to help? Something must have gone wrong all of, or most of her unit died probably, and this opened her eyes to the fact that this is a big scary world that they sure as Hell arent ready for. But Arcadia was taking a stab in the dark at the group of supernaturals they attacked being vampires. It was just one of the most likely answers since Vampires were one of the few supernatural species to live in groups. Arcadia shrugged slightly and smiled at the human girl in a way that a predator would look at its prey. Even though I am not a warrior, I still am able to fight and kill supernaturals. And I possess all of the information you require. But if that still doesnt satisfy you, feel free to release me, hoping that I wont kill you before leaving, and then try again to summon another one of my siblings that may not be as interested in your plan, then probably find a way to kill you anyway. Arcadias voice was incredibly calm and relaxed for such a topic, and to see a woman talk about death so casually might look a bit strange. She felt as if she had gotten her point across none-the-less and looked around the room curiously. So where do I sleep? This time Arcadias expression and tone were all seriousness, since she actually wanted to know this little bit of information. Like Hell she was going to be sleeping on the sofa for the rest of this mortals life.