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€βMy, that's quite interesting. Reminds me a little of Demon Masquerade -- a technique where a witch fuses with a fragment of an Infernal's soul within their designated weapon. Quite useful for them.β
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€β’Β° her expression twitched, showing the slightest bit of discomfort as she explained it.
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€β’Β° she listened intently, though a few questions appeared in her head.
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€Β« So, as long as someone knew some sort of magic in this βnew worldβ, they are considered a witch.α£ Β»
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€Β« A little shock is nothing to me. Β»
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€β’Β° she reassured, but still dropped her hand back to her side.
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€Β« Priestess Haumea. A pleasure to meet you. Though I must ask, is the βwitchβ in your other name simply a moniker others gave you, or ... .α£ Β»
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€βAdolla ... I'm a different sort of Infernal than what you're familiar with.β
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€β’Β° slowly extending a hand.
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€βMadama Khepri, sun and time deity.β
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€βClose enough. I do come from a place named Inferno.β
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€Β« Your compliment is appreciated, young witch. Β»
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€β’Β° the sight of a seven feet tall green-skinned beetle-like woman would make anyone confused.
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€Β« I'm assuming you're not here to trade your soul with me.α£ I'd hate for you to lock yourself into something irreversible. Β»
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€β’Β° sleep, sleep.
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€Β« I take my disguises seriously. Unlike a certain someone. Β»
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€β’Β° she stood on the tip of her toes, pressing a light kiss on Butterfly's lips.
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€Β« Come on, then. This part of New York has quite a lot of coffee shops. There's a few I regularly visit. Β»
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€Β« Then you're not talking to my sort of demons. Either that, or the demons you talk to are acting nice to get your guard down. Β»
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€Β« It's not always justified. Gods aren't as righteous as you think they are. Β»
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€β’Β° most are level-headed, yes, but some aren't above punishing others for the smallest of offenses. The Greek gods are like that.
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€Β« I suggest that you simply respect them as is, and not be overly trusting. Β»
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€Β« Once you're done, I should clean you up. Β»
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€β’Β° he smelled like angel gore and something indescribable. Metallic and smoky. It wasn't bad, but coupled with blood it smelled horrendous, like a murder scene.
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€β’Β° once she arrived, she saw carnage. One that would make demons happy and angels cry in fear.
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€Β« I suppose I was worrying for nothing. Β»
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€β’Β° she watched it eat up the angel, despite the sand sticking to it.
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€Β« Oh dear. Β»
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€β’Β° Khepri walked up the hill, her smaller stature making it harder to move in the strong whipping wind and flying sand. She's intrigued that neither of those affected the devil's movement.
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€β’Β° scoffing.
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€Β« What can you give me that I don't already have.α£ Β»
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€β’Β° she seems uncharacteristically standoffish today.
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€Β« Vengeance.α£ I know gods, but not spirits. I can contact some, but be warned, they always ask for a heavy price. Β»
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€β’Β° souls, usually.
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€Β« Equipment is rather harsh, isn't it.α£ Β»
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€β’Β° humans are cruel. Sometimes crueler than demons. Demons hardly hide their intentions, humans twist words for their personal benefits.
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€Β« It's good that you got out, then. Β»
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€β’Β° silence, for a while.
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€Β« Fine, just don't repeat it. Β»
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€β’Β° the desert is vast, and it's kilometers away from any human towns.
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€Β« I'm assuming you don't have anything to else to do. Β»
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€β’Β° familiarity.α£
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€Β« We've only met once. Even then, I didn't expect us to meet again. Β»
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€β’Β° pure red eyes looked back at her white eyes, showing not a hint of emotions.
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€Β« Dream.α£ Β»
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€β’Β° the goddess, gigantic in height, shifted her position on the shifting ground. She stayed put on the ground for so long, half of her body is covered in sand.
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€Β« I don't remember allowing anyone in my subconscious. Β»
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[ @biomechanicalgod.bsky.social ]
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€Β« Little ... thing. Β»
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€β’Β° truth be told, she doesn't know what they are.
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€Β« I have not seen you in a while. Β»
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[ @laughingspecter.bsky.social ]
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€Β« Sergeant. Β»
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€β’Β° if she remembered correctly, that is his title.
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€Β« Several ranks lower than my own daughter. Β»
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[ @thehtedspidey.bsky.social ]
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€β’Β° one of those spider-people. Noticeably lacking the common blue.
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€Β« I did not expect you to be the type to contact gods. Β»
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[ @bluedreamrp.bsky.social ]
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€Β« You again. Β»
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€β’Β° exasperation evident in her voice, she's not in the mood for his contracts or deals.
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€Β« I am in the middle of something. If you want a favor done for you, ask another time. Β»
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[ @cheshire-bnnuy.bsky.social ]
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€βΉ A rabbit. βΊ
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€β’Β° the goddess looked at her with mild intrigue, though no more than a passing interest.
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€Β« What business do you have with me.α£ Β»
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