#dangert1ts

[soupscribbles]

Had to do one for my favorite disaster duo 🥰😗

[mxthbladed]

Arsenio reached up and adjusted his hat. It was settled between his large ears and they flicked as he approached the woman. "Hola, señorita," he greeted, his gravelly voice breaking through din of chatter on the street. "Name's Arsenio. My boss saw you and said she recognized you. Sent me to ask you for an audience with her." The bat demon crossed his arms over his chest, an easy smile curling his lips.

"Whaddya say?"

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[visage-of-hell]

Starter for @dangert1ts: With the last of her establishment's patrons settling their tabs for the night and departing, Visage could finally shake loose the heavy facade of the cool confident club owner and sink back into herself for the remainder of the evening. Tomorrow, she would have to don that mask anew, but for now? This was her night, to do with as she pleased. Bidding her girls goodnight, she left her staff to finish closing up before exchanging her suave formal wear for the grungy street leathers to which she was more accustomed. As she slipped out from the back alley exit of the club, the lupine woman slowly made her way down the street. Few would feel safe walking around freely in such a seedy part of the Pentagram, but her 'privileged' position had only emboldened her since her rise to power. Let anyone try and start some shit--it would make her night. It wasn't good for business to drink where she worked, especially after closing, so she got it into her mind that it was high time to find herself a watering hole that didn't close and cut loose for awhile. Or, at least ... that was the plan. But the brief wafting of an all-too-familiar scent caressed her nose as she passed a stranger along the sidewalk, forcing her to halt dead in her tracks. "No fuckin' way..." The words were muttered between clenched teeth in a voice scarcely above a whisper, becoming buried in a low deep growl that rumbled in her narrow chest. There was no mistaking it. She had committed the scent of that woman to memory from the very moment of their ill-fated 'meeting' ... and her nose had never been wrong before. Her previous plans now abandoned, she made up her mind to trail this suspicious 'stranger' so she could confirm or deny her growing suspicions. For the moment, she kept a cautious distance so as not to rouse the other's attention. Though her time as a bounty hunter was over, the skills required for that line of work were as keen as ever. She'd played this game before.

[helluvahotelx]

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Emily wanted to avoid Lute, ever since she learned of her role. She was sitting at a cafe, trying to calm herself down. She didn't want to break any rules, so when she saw Lute coming down the street, she tried to hide her face. Only to notice the other's arm....Or rather lack there of. Standing up, and walking over.

".....Lute?"

[madi503]

I JUST GOT BRACELET STUFF IN THE MAIL AND I HAD TK MAKE LUTE AND ADAM BRACELETS

[lcftcult]

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"Th-They will, I just know it!" Yelled Black Star, struggling against her bindings. She was trying to thrash her body about in hopes of getting the chair she was tied to to fall, but that wasn't working. The sinner's ears flatten against her head as Black Star tries to fight off tears. "Grah! Let me go!" After her cry, Black Star's voxphone slide out of her pants pocket and fell to the floor.

[sixwingedmercy]

"Hey Lute." The seraphim spoke gently, "I'm sorry about Adam." Despite Adam's abrasive personality, she never wished any harm on the angel. She wished he would have changed his ways, the slaying of others was not something she supported.

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[velvetwarfare]

[ Cont. ]

“ Oh, boohoo, leetle miss devil. You are bleeding out and flicking a satanic tail, I do not want to hear your bitching.

If you had not noticed, darling — you are stuck with me here. In Hell. As one of us.

Suck it up and let me treat you, princess. “

Betty can’t even conceal the smug look on her face. Oh, how the mighty fall too.

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[worldly-diversity]

@dangert1ts ○ 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 ○

          ⤷  『  Lute barely noticed as the other angel approached, busy calling out instructions to the newest batch of Exorcists that she was training. She paused at Vaggie's words, blinking a few times before turning away from the group of fledglings to face her.

"Excuse me, Vaggie?" Lute began, raising an eyebrow slightly in response to what the other had said. "You think that I don't have fun?" She absently waved a hand for the group to continue what they were doing before crossing her arms over her chest. 』

It was always a little intimidating, asking your commanding officer out. Lute could make her life absolutely miserable if she so wished, but they were sisters in arms and Vaggie trusted in that bond the way she'd been taught to.

"Oh! No that's not what I meant." She back-pedalled quickly at Lute's reply, holding up her hands in an automatic, placating gesture. "I'm sure you have fun, it's just… You never do it with us, so we— I wanted to invite you."

She's not quite willing to share the credit when she'd been the one to voice the thought that Lute never really hung out with them socially, after which she'd been dared to go ask and so… Here she was, making a complete fool out of herself in front of the woman she admired.

[therainbowinhell]

Starter for @dangert1ts!

Who would've thought? That of all people she expected to see down here in Hell, fallen, Lute wasn't one of them.

Charlie offered what she advertised, honest through and through- redemption for those who wanted to go back to Heaven. But fallen angels were a problem aside, probably. She doubted they worked the same as sinners did, but when she got the fallen angel in sight, all she could do was look at the other with some pity in her eyes. Sadness.

That despite what she's done before, the demon princess was capable of feeling bad for her.

"...have any regrets?" The blonde spoke in a soft voice; both red eyes fixated on someone she has considered an enemy before, even if there was no ill intention behind her eyes. "How come you find yourself here, fallen, despite all the efforts you made to follow your leader to do what was supposed to be right?..."

[empyreanwings]

VAGGIE DROVE HER SPEAR between herself and Lute, burying the angelic blade into the soft Earth. The metal fixed itself into the ground, leaving the long pole for Vaggie to leverage her weight up and kick towards her sparring partner with both heels.

They had been at this for what felt like hours. The exhaustion very surely sewing into the angel's fingers and wrists, the worst culprit being the knots tying in her shoulders. Though, she refused to lessen her intensity, much less to her commander.

"That all you got?" she huffs with a cheeky smile, baiting Lute.

It was all an illusion, anyways. Her body lagged forward, following the heaviness of the spear fixed into both hands; her knees over-bent to support her slowly collapsing posture.

Closed starter — @dangert1ts

[hclluvahctel-aa]

@dangert1ts replied: Fuck yeah!

"THERE SHE IS, MY NUMBER ONE. My right hand bitch, my go to girl!"

[infernal-blaze]

@dangert1ts liked for a starter.

He wasn't allowed to mingle in the streets of Hell. Not yet, anyway. Vox said it had something to do with public relations. Valefor didn't care much about it, but he did do his best to keep away from the general public- which is why he was picking around abandoned buildings.

The mech's wings flapped as he landed, gracefully, outside of an abandoned shop of some kind. Valefor tilted his helm, gaze searching for any signs of life. His sensors read a heat signature near by. Interesting.

The bot approached, arms swinging at their sides. Their wings folded neatly behind them as they peered into the building, optics immediately meeting a sinner's gaze. Valefor froze, surprised at the sinner's resemblance to an Exorcist. This was clearly someone who lived in Hell, but the uncanny resemblance... Given that Valefor was made to kill Exorcists, he couldn't help the way his claws itched to sink into the woman's skin.

"You resemble an Exorcist," he announced, helm tilting. "Why?"

[silentbutsadistic]

@dangert1ts cont. from here!

Victorious, the woman took a deep breath and gave the other a wide and toothy grin- smugness all over her face before her hand tightened around the handle of her rapier and she impulsed herself back to stand up, with the help of her flapping wings.

The rush she felt when training was better than nothing, but still not comparable to the extermination day, which gave her all she desired.

That yearning for bloodthirst could always be read in her eyes, at least most of the time, but after standing up, she offered her free hand to Lute; expression softening a little.

[lcftcult]

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Black Star's ears would flatten against her head as she growled at the Exterminator, her tail thrashing. "I ain't f-falling for that. You guys k-kill sinners like me wh-whenever you want." The sinner would always be on her guard whenever Lute, or other Angels came down from Heaven. But being face to face with Lute, her new shoulder scar would sting immensely.

[velvetwarfare]

[ Cont. ]

The abrupt reaction didn’t phase the virtue. She was used to Lute’s behavior — especially when one is around Adam too much. Even then, she could appreciate someone so dedicated to their work like herself.

“ Now, now, do try to relax! I won’t bite your head off! I don’t think an exorcist would taste good anyhow.

But please, emphasis on the relax. You’ve been training all day and I’ve yet to see you take a break — have you been hydrating at least? Do you want me to fetch you some water? Sweetie, I don’t want you to collapse… “

Cooing, Candlelight attempted to gently coax the other into sitting down.

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